5888/A Penthouse Homecoming

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A Penthouse Homecoming
Date of Scene: 08 April 2021
Location: Warren's Penthouse
Synopsis: Warren returns from a business trip. Plans are made for trips to Deerfield, Greece, and bringing Kitty's mother to town.
Cast of Characters: Kitty Pryde, Warren Worthington




Kitty Pryde has posed:
It's been a few days since Kitty has seen Warren. She's kept herself busy while he's had to focus on work. She went biking up at the school with Rogue, James, Jubilee and one of the students, Tommy. And Franklin Reed stopped by for a visit and to see the penthouse for the first time.

And Kitty had been doing some additional workouts, mostly up at the school using the Danger Room. But today finds her back at home. She's finished working out and fresh out of the shower. She slides on some shorts and a tank top and heads downstairs, Lockheed flapping along behind her. "Maybe we'll do a patrol tonight through Bushwick," she suggests to the dragon, before giving a sigh. "Nothing to make you realize how much you love someone like them being gone," she says.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Sometimes being the head of a company requires sacrifice, and sometimes that sacrifice means leaving the country on an extended business trip to deal with things on the other side of the world. Warren has had to make that sacrifice the last few days, having to travel Hong Kong to deal with some issues at one of the factories over there. He didn't let Kitty know he was coming home earlier than planed though, so it might be a bit of a shock when the elevator that accesses the penthouse dings it's alert that someone is on the way up. No call from security to announce any visitor?

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty makes it to the foot of the stairs and looks around. "Let's go grab some lemonade and sit on the balcony," she suggests to Lockheed. She's just heading for the kitchen when the elevator's chime sounds. No one had mentioned coming over and so she hadn't cleared anyone through security without them being called up in advance. And so that meant it had to be-

Kitty turns and runs for the elevator. When the doors open for Warren, she's already there, jumping into his arms and wrapping her legs about his waist. "Oh god I missed you," she says, covering his face with one kiss after another.

Maybe she missed him.

Warren Worthington has posed:
One thing a let-lagged Warren was not expecting, although maybe he should have, would be getting pounced on by Kitty as soon as the elevator doors opened. The blonde billionaire lets out an oaf sound as he drops the suitcase and moves to put his arms around Kitty so she doesn't fall...but that doesn't save him from ending up on his own butt as he stumbles back over the rolling case.

Warren chuckles, "Well...hello to you too."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
The fall that they both end up taking just makes Kitty laugh, though she does check to make sure she didn't hurt him. She smiles at Warren and says in a dream voice, "Hey." And then she leans forward to kiss him. Her hands go to hold his cheeks. It's like the younger woman saved up every moment of thinking about her boyfriend and missing him, and she lets it all out into that one, very, very long kiss.

Sometime next week when she finally pulls her lips back from him, she gives him a shy smile. "Missed you," she says, her eyes giving a comical roll away from him as if he couldn't figure that out from the kiss. "Trip went well, I hope." she asks.

She finally climbs off of him and offers a hand to help pull the golden-haired mutant back to his feet.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"Really? I couldn't tell," chuckles Warren as he sits up from his prone position and then stands with Kitty's assistance. "It was fine. It probably could have been done over the phone instead of traveling half way across the world, but they tend to like to do things in a more formal face to face manner, so...off I went. Glad to be home though, I never sleep well in a hotel. Things are not exactly set up for me in a generic room like that."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty reaches out to run a hand over one of Warren's beautiful white wings. "True," she tells him. "Well, I could have come with you," she says, though it had made sense that he wouldn't have had time to see her even if she had. "You know, popped my head up through the conference table. Asked if you needed tea?" she kids.

Her fingers go from his wing to his shoulder. Just as long as they are still touching. Lockheed has been waiting his turn, sitting on the floor until Warren is back up and the pair are moving forward. He flaps over to land on Warren's shoulder and give his head a little nuzzle.

"Mom sent chocolate chip cookies," Kitty says. "And, also dropped a few hints that it was probably time I bring a certain someone by to meet her. I mean, you've met but, you know what I mean," she says.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"I am sure that they would have loved a ghost server, Kate," Warren chuckles with a shake of his head as he reaches up to rub the little dragon's head with his hand before reaching down to grab his luggage and drag it from the elevator. He leaves it by the stairs and wanders over to the couch to flop down into the cushions, "She did, did she? I don't know, am I ready to face the scrutiny of your mother? I mean, she liked me ok when I was just that guy at your school, but now? I mean..."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty follows Warren over, waiting for him to plop on the couch. She reaches down to remove his shoes, phasing them off of his feet. She sets them aside and then sits beside him, nearer to his legs. "But now that you're the guy who is shtooping her daughter on a regular basis?" she fills in for Warren with a teasing grin.

She takes one of his feet, moving it to her lap and then begins giving Warren a foot massage. Fingers working on the ball of his foot, rubbing at the muscles there. "You will definitely get a whole new level of scrutiny, yes. But I can't imagine there is anything about you she wouldn't be ok with. I mean, alright, there's a little age difference. But they are kind of used to that with me. And, good job. Heroic. Sweet. Loving. Responsible?" Kitty says, listing qualities. "I mean let's face it, you're kind of a parent's dream for their kid to be dating. That's even apart from... well," Kitty says, and then gestures to the penthouse. "This."

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren eyes Kitty and chuckles, "Well...yes. That," admits Warren with a bit of a reddening to his cheeks.

As she starts to rub his feet, Warren puts his head back against the couch and lets out a little moan of pleasure. "I mean, sure, you make it sound so easy on paper, Kate," he laughs, "but even all that doesn't color over what she has in the back of her head about me and you...but you obviously know her better than I do. If you think she is ok, and you think taking me to meet her in this capacity is a good idea, I'll have to defer to your judgement."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty returns both hands to Warren's foot, rubbing it and working on the muscles that have had to keep him on his feet all day. "I think it's time. And for the best. Better to have her thinking about you and me together with her blessing than wondering when you're going to come to let her scrutinize you," Kitty says, grinning a bit at the end.

She leans over to Warren to brush a kiss to his lips. "We can figure out a good time. Dad hasn't been home to see her. I kind of thought he'd go by now. I guess some wounds never really heal though," she says. Kitty gives a small frown. "I might try to talk him into moving. That seemed like a good area we put him up in for now. Though I read there have been a couple of murders there over the last few months."

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren is silent for a moment and then shrugs. "Fair enough. Let's make the arrangements I suppose. Do we go to see her, or do I fly her first class over here? Or...would first class seem like I am trying to buy her off and I should just buy coach?"

He returns the kiss and lets out a soft little sigh of contentment as he nestles back comfortably. "It was a good area from everything I looked at, but I guess even good areas will have bad things happen on occasion. I'm sure he is fine, and there is nothing to worry about."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty moves Warren's other foot over to her lap, starting in on it as well. She rubs her fingers from his toes all the way up to his ankles. When she runs them over the soles of his feet she keeps the pressure a little harder to avoid tickling. "Hmm. How about if we go there. I think it would probably have an extra connotation of respect. And maybe invite her to come out and stay with us in May and celebrate Shavout? That's May 16," Kitty says.

She continues the foot massage as she tells him, "It usually involves eating... well don't most holidays? But, eating dairy in particular, and Mom and I can go to temple, and there's a focus on learning during it, reading the Book of Ruth," Kitty says. "She might hope I end up with a Jewish boy, but it won't be too big of a deal for her I don't think. Again, anyone she's known I had interest in wasn't Jewish. But that you show respect for it, and invite her out for it to be here with me, would probably mean a lot to her."

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren Worthington peeks an eye open to look down at Kitty before closing it again, "Sure. I'll make the arrangements. When do you want to go?"

Warren stretches out, lifting his arms over his head before curling them back around his head like a pillow, "I'll set up a big cheese platter for this...Shavout? If we have to eat dairy, I'll make sure it is some quality dairy," he says with a chuckle. "I'll also get some of that ice cream you like, and you will have to pick out a flavor for your mom."

He peeks an eye open again, looking down at her when he says, "I also set up a charter in Greece for us. Three weeks, beginning of June."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde continues rubbing Warren's feet, helping him relax. "Oh that would be nice. And she'll want to cook for us while we're here. It's every Jewish woman's duty, to make those around her fat," Kitty teases. She reaches over and pats Warren's belly. "I'll schedule us some Danger Room time after. Eco-workouts," she tells him with another grin.

Her fingers go back to his feet, massaging as they talk. "Mmm. Ice cream," she murmurs. "Went for a bike ride the other day, thought we might stop at Baskin Robbins but we didn't make it that far. Took some paths through a park instead, saw some deer. Jubilee ended up going over a big bump too fast and landed in a bush. She was on roller skates, being towed behind James on a rope. He was running," she says with a soft chuckle.

Kitty flashes a beautiful smile over at Warren. "June. Plenty of time for me to make sure I'm in good bikini shape then," she says with a very warm smile for him.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"She is going to have a very hard time making me fat," Warren says with a chuckle as he looks down to Kitty when she pats his belly. "I don't think I can. I mean, she is welcome to try...but I think part of the whole being built to fly situation I have going on tends to keep me from having to worry about that. At least I haven't yet, but I will join you if only just to keep you company...and you are already in bikini shape, Kate. I don't think that is something you have to worry yourself about."

Warren looks up as Kate starts telling the tale, "She ok? Jubes I mean. James is back as well? What else happened?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde probably couldn't get more fit than she is. She did come back from the UK not quite in the same shape she'd been as an X-man. College tends to do that to you, even when you're part of Excalibur.

But she long ago lost the extra pound or two and got back into the best shape of her life. The compliment does earn Warren a smile though. "Oh yes, she's fine. Just a little scratched up here and there. James was fine, I mean he was on foot so not like he couldn't avoid the bush. Rogue got some pictures of the deer before they ran off," she says.

Kitty chuckles. "I let Tommy, that one student with skin colored like a frog? He got the back half of my bicycle built for two I borrowed. Since you weren't about. Had an image inducer on, of course. And a -Mets- cap of all things," she says with a roll of her eyes. Kitty is all things Chicago when it comes to sports.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"Mets? And you let him ride with you? You're going soft on me, Pryde. I mean I suppose it could have been worse for you, it could have been the Yankees." Warren grins, reaching down to ruffle the young woman's hair with a chuckle. "I'm glad you amused yourself in my absence. Sounds like you all had a good time."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
A laugh results. "James took that hat and put it on backwards," Kitty says. "Which reminds me, I owe Tommy a Cubs hat now," she tells Warren. Kitty gives his foot another firm rub and then sets his leg down to the side as she crawls up the couch to lay gently atop the other mutant.

"I did, but not as good as if you'd been there," she says, resting her elbow on Warren's shoulder, hand supporting her head as she looks down at him as he lays there. "I'm so glad you're back," she tells him with a happy sigh. "Lockheed too. He really likes you, you know," she says. "I can tell he's happy that we're together. I am too." She leans down to give Warren a tender little kiss.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"I hope. I mean I kind of figured. If he didn't I would assume I would have been ashes by now." He glances over at the dragon, looking back to Kitty with a chuckle, "I mean, he doesn't seem to intrude on things when we are...busy. Which is more than I can say for other types of 'pets'. Not to say he is a pet....you both know what I mean." Warren reaches up and runs his fingers through his hair, combing it back. "I should just shut up and stop talking. Obviously my brain is suffering from jet-lag and I am not making any sense."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty smiles as she looks down at Warren. "I love you not making sense," she tells him. She reaches her hand up to just very brush her fingers over the skin of his face. Just lightly caressing, over his cheeks and his forehead. Lightly brushing them over Warren's lips. Just enjoying having him there with her where she can touch him. "Do you want to try to stay up until bed time, or just give in and sleep when you feel you need it? I can give you a massage, probably make you pass out right away," she says with a smile.

The girl's fingers move into his hair, brushing through the blond locks. "Have I told you how handsome you are?" she asks, a soft smile on her face. "Devastatingly so. It's pretty clear to me now that I had no chance to fend off your masculine wiles," she tells him, smile growing.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren yawns, closing his eyes again as her fingers start to roam through his hair. "You keep that up and I will probably pass out on you, so I guess the question is more what do you want me to do? If you want me to pass out, just keep doing what you are doing. If you want me to wake up though, I should go take a shower or something to try and wake up some. You would think that after all this time I would be able to manage jet-lag a bit better." He reaches up and stifles a yawn behind his hand, "But apparently not."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty gives it a little thought, but doesn't remove her fingers from his hair. "You've had a long trip and probably not a lot of you time. Go ahead and sleep. I'll be here with you. And when you're awake and feeling some energy we can get cleaned up and find something to do," she tells him. "Maybe stretch your wings and go for a moonlight flight over the harbor?" she suggests.

She leans down to brush a loving kiss to his cheek. "I love you, Warren Worthington," she tells him, smiling down at him. "Now close your eyes and get some rest," she tells him. Kitty starts to reach for a blanket, but Lockheed is already ahead of her, tugging it over into her reach. Kitty pulls it over them both, then snuggles up against his chest, but her fingers still going in his hair.