9065/The Winds of Change

The Winds of Change
Date of Scene:	03 September 2019
Location:	Rockman's Apartments
Synopsis:	Rahne's been down in the dumps. Kurt tries to pull her out of it with some news.
Cast of Characters:	Wolfsbane, Nightcrawler

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Wolfsbane has posed:
It's later in the evening, when Club Evolution is in the middle of another busy night. Mutants and humans alike mix, but one of the more recent hires is not there. Rather, Wolfsbane is no longer there. Working an earlier shift at the door for a few hours, she had plans to return to her apartment before too long. She didn't bother getting back into her normal clothing this time around, instead walking back the few blocks in the black 'Security' shirt and pants the bouncers wear.

Nightcrawler has posed:
He had been intent on paying her a little visit at work, make a joke, flirt, but when he heard she was gone, Kurt was at a loss. His best option? They said she'd only just left and he takes off down the street. Moving along walls rather than deal with sidewalk traffic, trying to catch sight of Rahne while he's on the move.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane's pace has been slow, allowing Kurt the chance to catchup while keeping a lookout on the streets and sidewalks below. There she is, distinct enough even in a place where other obvious mutants are more the norm. She enters the building, undoubtedly making her way up to the room she calls home now.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Grunting as she turns and enters the apartments, Kurt decides to use one of those periodic surprises he promised he'd give. There's the scent of his teleportation when she is at her door, at least, to give him away - but Kurt is waiting at her apartment, on the ceiling for the sake of fun, in clear sight, giving her a smile all sharp teeth.

Wolfsbane has posed:
The scent does register, if briefly, but the wolfen one's thoughts seem to be elsewhere for as Wolfsbane opens the door and steps inside there's a brief gasp of surprise at the sight of him clinging to the ceiling with that currently upside-down grin of his. "Och, Kurt.." she begins, a hand up close to her collar.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"I would haf frowned to make the smile correct, but I don't know if you would have gotten that?" He scuttles along the ceiling towards her, still grinning. "Are you alright, Rahne?" padding along like a cat, back twisting and arching as needed while he moves.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"It's th' thought tha' counts," Wolfsbane replies, the smile slightly forced as she passes his equivalent position on the ceiling while glancing up, paying attention to the spot he keeps while she makes her way toward the bedroom, presumably to change. "I'm fine. There were nae problems this time a' th' club, which is a good thing." And yet, her mood is a bit off.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Following along as she heads for the bedroom he frowns, brow knitting. "You'd rather I not be here... then?" the mood and forced smile noted, tail drooping somewhat. "If you've had a bad day, please, task me. Let me know what I can do to help?" above her and just off her shoulder as he catches up.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane shakes her head. "Ahhh, sorry, Kurt. It's no' ye." Her back remains to him as she swaps out of the shirt for one that shows which football club she favors (Aberdeen), then another quick change into a pair of shorts follows. "Things are fine a' Evolution, but it's no' whit I want tae be doing wi' muh life. I know it's important tae keep th' place clean an' I know Sam wanted muh help, but I feel like I'm more o' a drug-sniffing dog than anything else."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Well... then come be a superhero with me?" Letting her have her privacy while she changed, Kurt still slinks around and jumps with a twist to go over her shoulder and smartly before her, hands slipping to her hips, tail waving excitedly.
"We can go and I can introduce you to Brian. Come be a hero with me? No more militants? Just... saving people and places?" leaning forward to rub his nose against hers.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"I still dinna think th' X-Men are for me," Wolfsbane begins. "An' I graduated from th' New Mutants but they dinna need me around as any kind o' teacher, so I.." A pause follows, not only from the way he repositions himself to face her, which leads to a tilt of the head, but also from what he says.

The reply? "Who's Brian? How do ye know him? Whit does he do?" she wonders, a brow slightly lifting just before noses are touched together.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Captain Britain... He's like Europe's Captain Amerikaner... Ve're getting the band back together. Excalibur." Kurt bounces on his feet, "Not Charles's perferted dream, actuall... saving people and righting wrongs, and sometimes on other realms of existence!" booping his nose against Rahne's again, "At least meet him, ja? If you haf my vote you're already halfway truu z'door, my love! We can fight evil together!"

Wolfsbane has posed:
A hint of recognition follows. "Well, o' course I've heard o' Captain Britain," Wolfsbane acknowledges, hands settling at the elf's hips in return. His enthusiasm, infectuous as it is, makes it difficult for her to stay down. In spite of the good times the two have had together in their short time in a relationship, he's probably noticed her mood has been even more subdued than usual in light of everything that happened with the New Hope Gang and Evolution, even if that and the hit list are behind them. "I had nae idea there was a new group forming?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Ve kept it a bit quiet until ve knew for sure." it's a good position to be apparently, and with her hands on him he starts to sway some, a tune in his head and an easy beat to move with "Talked, tings are rolling and he asked if I thought I knew anyone who'd be perfect to join..." swaying into his little box step with her, "I figured, you're perfect - so I best come acting." Kurt gives her a broader smile, watching her eyes.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"But wasn't Excalibur based somewhere in England?" Wolfsbane questions, starting to move slightly in tune with Kurt's motions. "No' tha' I'd mind being closer tae Muir Island again, but we'd be verra far from here." And she hasn't even got into the talk of other realms. Surely that was just exaggeration. "But ye're definitely acting up in a way," she points out.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"It was, now we're based in Jersey." Kurt grins, "And we can travel as needed... and like I said... other worlds, Rahne." continuing to sway "And how do you mean, acting up, darlin'?" he watches her, still smiling. "I'm just excited is all?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane's brows scrunch together. "Why New Jersey?" she asks, unable to hide the hint of, well, worry that creeps in. "I heard nothing good ever comes from New Jersey." Probably just a dirty rumor. "I'm no' gaunae pretend tae understand th' travel side an' other realms or worlds an' all.." There's that brought up, at least. "..but it'd no' hurt tae see whit th' story is. An' ye said ye had tae come acting."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Because Brian bought a castle out there, best I can tell... and I don't know about acting as you call it..." looking a little confused, "C'mon, I'll take you to that fish and chips place you like? Maybe that'll perk you up more." Tail around her waist, Kurt moves to take Wuf-girl out on the town, as far as out on the town as she goes at least

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane scoffs. "They dinna have real castles oot here. Maybe it's a mansion, but it's no' a true castle. All th' true ones are back home." Is she wrong? Could she be wrong? She may find out very soon. "I'll have tae see this." She waves off whatever he said about acting. Probably a miscommunication between them. The prospect of food has her a bit more interested. "Th' chippie from th' nice Scottish man? Och, I do love th' batter he uses. He knows how tae do it right." That's enough to get them to go out for a while, to get away from the usual.