6199/Puttering In The Penthouse

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Puttering In The Penthouse
Date of Scene: 12 May 2021
Location: Warren's Penthouse
Synopsis: Well-earned relaxation
Cast of Characters: Warren Worthington, Kitty Pryde




Warren Worthington has posed:
Business trips suck. Unexpected ones even worse. At least when you own an aviation company finding a flight out is as easy as picking up a phone, and so is finding a flight back. Warren lands on the balcony outside, having taken a short flight from the airport under his own power...less traffic that way. He slides the door to the terrace open and wanders into the penthouse, dropping his bag next to him on the floor as he wanders over towards the kitchen.

"I'm home," he calls out to the penthouse, announcing himself as he fixes a glass of scotch, "Anyone here?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Lockheed comes flying down from upstairs to great Warren, the little dragon's body animated in an excited way. With his pure yellow eyes he doesn't really have irises that one can see bounce about like a person to judge emotion.

No sign of Kitty at first, but within 30 seconds of Warren stepping in, the elevator chimes indicating it is reaching the penthouse and opening up. Kitty strides slips off her shoes and strides in, wearing slacks and a fitted blouse and carrying her computer bag. She makes it over to where she can see Warren and her face lights up.

"Oh you're a much more welcome sight than a spooked, run away horse and carriage in Central Park was!" she says, setting down her bag to hurry over, jumping into the strong mutant's arms as she nears him.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"Hey, Lockheed. Kitty arou...oh." Warren chuckles as his question is answered by the dinging elevator. "Hey, everyone ok..." he starts to ask as Kitty mentions the horses and carraige, letting out a small oaf as she flings herself into his arms. "Well, hello there. Miss me?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde wraps her arms and legs both around her boyfriend. She kisses him soundly, smiling at him after as she nods. "Yep, no one hurt. Some guy in a flying suit sprayed some foam and slowed the horse and carriage down. Rahne went wolf and got in front of it to stop it completely," Kitty says. "It was already sped past me to where I wasn't going to be able to catch up to it so I couldn't do more then jog over and make sure people were ok at the end," she says. "Which means I lost my latte and Danish." She sometimes goes to the park for them after work, especially if Warren isn't working at home.

Kitty lets go of him to get her feet back on the ground. "Want anything?" she asks, planning to go the kitchen to get something, clearly.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren gives Kitty a quick kiss, then lets her down to go off and scrounge in the kitchen for something as he lifts his glass of scotch and rattles the ice around, "Got something already, though I probably should think about food as well at some point. Did you just want to go out for dinner instead? I can probably get us reservations somewhere."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
"Oh, going out sounds wonderful," Kitty agrees. She goes up on her toes to kiss Warren's cheek and then moves away, keeping her hand on his until she can't reach and has to finally let go. "What are you in the mood for? Italian? Chinese? French? Good ol' American steakhouse?" she asks as she goes into the kitchen.

The sound of the espresso machine starts up after Kitty has put one of the premeasured tubs in. She usually goes for cappuccinos after dinner or if they are out and about, but sometimes lattes during the day. It looks like that's her choice this time.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"A steak sounds devine," admits Warren as he takes a sip of his scotch. "I'll make a call and see if I can't get us in down the street. I don't think it should be to much of a problem. If they can't take us, I am positive I can get us in at that Salt Bae guys place. He keeps trying to get me to come in if for nothing more than the publicity."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
The machine whirrs quietly and before long Kitty's cup is ready. She empties it into a larger glass she has filled with ice, stirring it around to quickly chill it into an iced latte and then comes back in and over to Warren.

"That sounds perfect. I'm starving," she tells him with a smile. "So glad you're home, too," she says with a happy sigh. Kitty takes a sip of her drink then sets it down so she can slide her arms around his waist again, facing him. "I might not have ever mentioned this, but I kind of love you, Mr. Worthington," she tells him with a warm smile.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren grins, leaning over to give Kitty another peck on the lips, "You do?! I would have never noticed, you keep it so bottled up and hidden away. I mean, this is news to me." He grins, winks, and then leans over to whisper in her ear, "Don't tell anyone, but I kind of love you too."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
A nice, long, tender kiss follows. Kitty's fingers tease over Warren's shoulders. Rubbing the muscles, fingers sliding down to caress where his wings joins his torso. It's finally broken by the need to get something to eat though. Her lips pull back from his and she pulls out her phone, pulling up the right number for the restaurant and handing the phone over to Warren. "Let me grab some nicer shoes," she says then, climbing up through the air and disappearing through the ceiling above into the bedroom.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren returns the kiss, smiling as he watches her head off up through the ceiling, "Sure thing, hon. Take your time, we have all night." He places the phone up to his ear, "Hello? Yes I'd like to see if I can get a table for two for Worthington." A pause, "Yes, that Worthington..."