15036/Come up and see me sometime.

Come up and see me sometime.
Date of Scene:	30 May 2023
Location:	Warren's Penthouse
Synopsis:	The scene fades out and all you get to do is wonder. No one said being the audience was easy.
Cast of Characters:	Warren Worthington, Kitty Pryde

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Warren Worthington has posed:
One miserable spider, happy beast, and a promised Polyphemus potential later; Warren had cajoled Kitty to follow him back to the top of a tall building with the promise of wine, music, a movie. Something, anything to get her alone!

Leading her in, he shucked his flops by the entryway so he could feel to cool tiles on his feet, "Stay over?" he offered her as a potential strategy, opening the balcony doors to let in the air and the distant sounds of the city below. "o/` Stayy with me, cause you're all I need o/`." he sang, his voice deep and soothing. He considered the next line of the song with some measure of reticence. "Well I rode a roller coaster, from Coney Island to Key West." he waved his hand across the cityscape view, "I held on with one finger, so the other ten could rest." and let Harry Connik Jr. fade from his lips.

"You wanna come to moon with me, not now, but maybe this month?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde had a good time at the diner. It wasn't sunning herself on a sailboat as she'd intended to spend the day. But Kitty very much enjoyed the company of everyone who had come out to meet her for lunch.

There was also the wine, which Kitty had a fair amount of before they left. She'd given into Warren's coercing, returning with him to the penthouse at Madison Park One. Once off the elevator, she slipped her shoes off as well, though they were just some flat boat shoes. Habits die hard.

She follows Warren across the tile and into the living room. "Now I'm remembering why you didn't make a name for yourself as a singer," she jokes, even if he sounds pretty good. Kitty hesitates a moment, and then walks over to Warren. Resting her face in against his chest and closing her eyes.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren Worthington shrouded her first in one arm, then the delicate embrace of feather tips gliding along exposed skin. His voice was gentle and intimate when he suggested, "The terror of Harry Connik Jr's eleven fingers just washed over me."

He glanced down to where she was making contact, connecting their bodies in communion, as if just noticing her there despite folding her into and just under his wing. "Sometimes you look like you stepped out of a doorway that opens up on the sun, you know when it hits the horizen at day break. The door opens, and you hop the couple inches over the sill, to the surface of the ocean. Then you walk, heel toe, like your trying to keep your balance over the crests of the waves, until the soft pads of your feet find the sand. To visit us, mere mortals, and bring with you the radiance and the light for a little while."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde smiles with her eyes closed, savoring the feeling of the strong arms and the soft feathers brushing across her. The experience of being held folded within Angel's wings is one that was even better than the fantasies of a then teenaged girl. And it has a way of stirring her, emotionally and physically. The younger woman's arms slide about Warren's firmly muscled torso as she sinks into his embrace.

"Mmm, that's pretty. Who is that?" she asks him of what he said. Kitty lets out a quiet, happy sigh. "I wasn't expecting to end up here, when I came into the city," she tells him. Her fingers brush up his back to one of Warren's shoulders.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren Worthington replied, "So you'll come with me to the moon then." which she hadn't said. "I read last night that the moon is our baby, when Mars and Earth smashed. Even planets make babies." he licked his lips idly, thoughtfully glancing away but keeping her in his embrace and adding another arm. "Are we distinct from this place? We got stuff living in us, we live on Earth. Are we just part of her."

"Does the fact that I love you, and you love me, is that the moment we become distinct from everything...because its the only way to become one. You have start as two. Hey, can we get a little drunk so I can have an excuse for sounding like this? What do you wanna do tonight? Go out, stay in?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty's fingers slide slowly over Warren's shoulders towards the back of his neck. "You're serious, about the moon?" she asks. "Is it due to the signal? And yes, of course I'll go there with you," she tells Warren. "How are you thinking of getting there? Talking to the Justice League? Or catching a ride with one of our other friends?"

The Shi'ar have been in the area on account of the Brood infestation in the Savage Lands. Though Kitty hasn't been as involved there since her trip on a mission a few weeks back.

She lets out a sigh. "Stay in. Unless we decide to go for a moonlight flight at some point?" she whispers. And then she leans up, her hand brushing the back of Warren's neck to press a gentle kiss to his lips.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren Worthington was kissed, and kissed in turn, taking care to give the moment its respect and showing his bodies interest in hers. "Yes." he murmured into lips. "Its about the signal. I think there is something up there, something I own now. Something secret."

But now he kissed her, and it was a multi-layered embrace of lips and arms and wings. He could sometimes disappear her from view during these moments, but he was not covetous and he was very proud of her beauty; so these concealing moments where for her because she liked to be consumed by him in that way and touched all over. "Space." he almost whispered, "Is maritime, trying to do this legally, because we for sure have some friends who could just get us there." he sighed, "Mmm. This is nice Kitty. We haven't done this in a while."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Both of their mouths taste sweet, lingering flavors from the wine. It's so easy for Kitty to sink into Warren's embrace once again. Even if it's been a year and a half since they parted, he is able to make her heart race with those touches of his lips, and his strong arms and the tickling soft brush of his wings enfolding her.

When their lips part she lets out a soft sound, something near to a purr. "It has been awhile," she agrees, opening her eyes to gaze up at the handsome blond mutant. Kitty's fingers on the back of his neck continue their slow caress up to tease at the golden locks. She seems content to just gaze at him, letting her eyes soak in the visage that she used to see every night. That brought so many smiles to her face when they were living together. "Maybe we should get a bottle of wine that you weren't intending as a joke for a Russian?" she suggests with a coy grin. "And you can get me a little more drunk, Mr. Worthington."

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren Worthington smiled, her reflection dancing in his eyes. "I swear that guy is a piece of shit." and then moved with her into the penthouse proper from the much beloved balcony. Glasses were found, and snapped once with finger tips to make their bell toll sound, filled with wine. Somehow there was a meat and cheese plate, you never questioned the convenience of opulence in Warren's present; if you had time to think about it he was doing something wrong. "Has anyone told you lately that your pretty?" he wondered, sliding the pedestal crystaline goblet toward her. "You really are a one in a million beauty and that's coming from me. Sometimes I worry that I am shallow, and further, that its not something you can really help but only really maintain. That said though, there is a shallow part of me that I allow." he defended pleasantly, "Because it is benign, that thinks that if we ever had a child, it would be a very beautiful child. Don't you agree?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde enjoys the new wine, sipping it and giving a warm sight. Of all the ways that Warren's wealth could impact someone's life, just the joy of drinking the wines he kept on hands was probably both one of the simplest and most beautiful to Kitty while they were together.

She looks down, smiling softly at the beautiful things that Kitty says to him. "I don't know that I've heard it enough I'd turn away someone wanting to tell me that tonight," she says with a teasing smile. She looks up into the blue of Warren's eyes, her fingers making it over to brush along his cheek as she gazes up deep into his eyes.