7089/Club Med

Club Med
Date of Scene:	26 July 2021
Location:	Warren's Penthouse
Synopsis:	Warren takes Kitty to the Med on a yacht cruise as her birthday present. They arrive and get settled in.
Cast of Characters:	Kitty Pryde, Warren Worthington

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Kitty Pryde has posed:
The private plane descends from one blue into another, drifting above the green-blue of the Mediterranean Sea toward the runway that is a fixture on the small island. Beyond it, rows of villas line the water, and a small village are nestled among the hills and cliffs that overlook the sea.

A number of boats are moored at piers or anchored nearby offshore. Kitty Pryde has her face pressed to a window to try to peer down at some of the yachts below. She glances about, seeing the private plane's stewardess isn't about, and sticks her head through the fuselage outside to get a better a look.

She pulls her head back, fingers raking through her tousled hair. "Have I mentioned I'm excited?" she asks, flashing a smile at Warren Worthington. Lockheed is sitting on one of the plane's seats facing them, the little dragon curled up as he has been for the last two hours, snoozing.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Normally Warren would just pilot the plane himself, but decided to let others handle that responsibility so he could relax and just enjoy the trip with out having to worry about the duties of flying. He chuckles as Kitty sticks her head out of the plane and shakes his head, "Once or twice, yes." He grins, taking a sip from the martini he has been nursing for the last hour. "I just hope the trip lives up to your expectations. Happy Birthday."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde throws her arms around Warren to give him a warm hug and brush a kiss to his lips. "Thank you," she tells him brightly. "I really can't imagine how this one could ever be topped," she says.

The plane's landing gear come down and it touches down gently, taxiing over to where a car is waiting to take them down to the marina for a launch out the rented yacht. Kitty rises, moving to get her bag, but one of the attendants is already getting it. "Have to get used to that still," she mumbles, looking over to Warren and smiling. She slips her hand into his as she starts down the small stairs out of the plane. The warm air and sun hit them immediately. Warm but not stifling, a gentle breeze providing a little respite from the heat.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren chuckles as Kitty forgets again that her needs are met, and are going to be met, for the next few days. "It's all inclusive, dear. Anything you want, you ask and they will get it for you...within reason of course. All you need to do from this point forward is just be pampered, no need to worry about anything else."

Warren pulls out a money clip and peels off a few bills, passing them out among the flight crew as he shakes hands and makes pleasantries while the bags are loaded into the car waiting to take them to the docks. Once loaded, he leads Kitty over to the car and opens the door for her, "Shall we?"

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde is wearing a pair of white shorts and a tank top, suitable for the warm weather, with a pair of deck shoes. Sunglasses adorn her face. "Thank you," she tells Warren as she climbs into the car, putting the windows down to enjoy the weather and to better see the surrounding Mediterranean village. Lockheed has his image inducer turned on now, looking like a cat. Once the cat carrier is passed into the car, Kitty takes him out of it and lets him sit in her lap.

"So Jean, went and bought the old malted shake stand that this guy used to have on the street outside of my old elementary school. Had it restored and gave it to me yesterday. It took me a little bit to realize it wasn't just sort of like that one, but it WAS that one," she says, shaking her head at the thoughtfulness of the gift. "Not sure if you want to have it at the penthouse, or I can leave it set up at the school for the students."

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren arches his brow, "That's...an interesting gift. I mean, I suppose when you are a telepath and can pick a person's wants or feelings out of their head it makes for being able to give unique and personal gifts pretty easy, but even so that is a bit...specific." Warren shrugs, closing the door and settling back into the car, "Wherever you want to put it, Kate. I'm not sure how well it will go with the decor of the penthouse, but if you want it up there I am sure we can find a way to make it work." Warren glance out the window towards the water, letting the wind from the ride sweep through his hair, "Tell me about the party. Sorry I wasn't able to make it."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty reaches over, resting her hand in Warren's again once he's settled into the car. "Well, the team has history with it. We went there for ice cream when they came to recruit me for the school, and the Professor was talking to my parents alone. And then, bad things happened there and it got kind of beat up," she says.

The car winds its way down from the higher parts of the island heading towards the marina. "Was a party down at Breakstone Lake. Had volleyball set up and the boats out and everything. Swimming and food and music and everything. When it got dark, I projected a few movies on the side of the boathouse. Weather was really nice for it, didn't even need Ororo to take a hand with it," she says with a small grin.

"The new girl, Dyani, the one who has the bee connection, brought me honey. Pretty sweet. And... ah... Carol gave me something I'll show you when we get back home. It's... well, you're going to flip," she says with a grin, glancing towards the driver as she's being careful with what she says.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"Sounds like a good time. I wish work had been slower so I could have made it over, but I am sure you conveyed my apologies to everyone that I couldn't make it." Warren says with a slight nod. "I don't think I have met Dyani before, and Carol? Do you mean Danvers? I didn't know she was hanging around."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
"Dyani, some of the others ran into, and Clarice brought her by the school to attend. She has a few challenges to overcome. I helped Hank with some goggles to help her focus her vision. Her eyes are... different," Kitty says, not going into too much detail with the driver there.

"Yes, Carol Danvers. She brought me something from one of her old stomping grounds," Kitty says, and motioning up towards the sky. She leans over then to whisper into Warren's ear, "She gave me a Kree energy sword. It's... well not a lightsaber, more like that fabled Mandalorian energy sword."

The car pulls into the marina. "Oh I can't wait to get out on the water," Kitty says brightly. She picks up Lockheed under one arm, ready to hop out of the car and move to the small speedboat ready to take them out to the yacht. "So what would you like for... what time is it anyway. Lunch?" Kitty asks.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"I really have no idea what time it is to be honest, but if your stomach is thinking it is lunchtime, then by all means it can be lunchtime. All you need to do is let the stew know and they will get something prepared for you."

Warren glances from Kitty to the driver and back and chuckles, "I don't think you need to worry about saying anything wrong. These guys are paid for discretion...and it isn't like I am not walking around with giant wings on my back."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
The speedboat ride out to the luxurious yacht doesn't take long at all. Just long enough to enjoy the amazing blue of the water and the smell of the salt on the breeze.

The little boat pulls up to the back of the yacht, which is down at water level with stairs leading up to the rest of the very expensive ship. Kitty lets the men move her luggage and then takes Lockheed in his cat guise still, and steps off the speedboat and onto the yacht.

A stunning young woman in a pleasingly cut white uniform is waiting with a tray with glasses of champagne. "Mr. Worthington, Miss Pryde. Welcome to the Constellation. Our captain will be down to greet you in just a few moments," she says. "I hope your trip was peaceful enough?"

Warren Worthington has posed:
"Thanks you, No complaints," comments Warren as he steps onto the yacht and takes one of the flutes of champagne before sipping from it, "I look forward to getting underway." He glances at Kitty, a small half-smile on his face as he glances to the 'cat' before looking back to the chief stew, "No rush on the Captain though, I am sure that between the jetlag and the drinks we will be passed out in no time and in no condition to see any of the sights other than the back of our eyelids."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde takes one of the glasses of champagne as well. "Especially after this," Kitty says with a laugh, taking a sip of it. She's gotten used to having 'the good stuff' at Warren's place enough that she doesn't make the comment she once would have at the taste. Even if she still notices just how amazing it is. "Mmm," is all she says, and transfers the glass to her other hand so she can slide an arm about Warren's waist and lean against him. "A glass or two of this, and that's a surety," she agrees.

"Should we go get stowed away and catch a nap?" she asks. Kitty glances down at her 'cat' and then to Warren. "And, ah, should I introduce the crew to Lockheed?" she asks, in a tone that makes it clearer she means, reveal what he really is. Warren has wings after all, not like the crew doesn't know their customers are a bit unusual.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren chuckles and nods, "If we are going to be asking for raw steaks for the 'cat' I think they deserve to know the full extent of who they are serving them to. Besides, I know Lockheed isn't going to stay like that the whole time, and I have no doubts that the staff are going to see him at least once during the trip, if not more, so might as well let them in on the secret. Besides, it's not like they don't know who they chartered to. I might just be a little well known, you know?"

He wink, leaning down to press his lips against Kitty's cheek before looking back to the stew, "Besides, they know how to be discrete. It's their job, and one they get paid well for."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty nods to Warren, and reaches up to him when he leans down to brush the kiss to the shorter girl's cheek. Her fingers tease along the back of his neck and through the lovely blond locks in back before letting go. "So," Kitty says, turning towards the lovely woman holding the tray. "Lockheed isn't actually a cat. This is just, so he didn't stand out on the trip here," she says.

"He's very friendly and intelligent, so nothing to be worried about," Kitty says. "He's actually, a very small dragon." Kitty turns off the image inducer then, returning Lockheed to his normal appearance. The woman gasps but is soon smiling. Because, it's Lockheed. Why wouldn't someone smile when they see him for the first time!?

Kitty sets him on the railing of the ship, letting her touch him as she turns back to Warren and smiles to him. "Thank you for this. A week with the man I love and the sun and the ocean. I can't think of a better way I'd rather spend my time," she says, and then goes up on her toes to kiss Warren softly.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren returns the kiss and chuckles, "Happy birthday, Kit. I am sure after this week you are going to be so spoiled that you are never going to want to go back."

He takes another sip from his champagne and turns his attention back to the stew, "Because if you aren't, the crew didn't do their job right." He winks to the stew, letting her know he isn't actually dissing them and is just joking around. "I am pretty sure I can guarantee that you will want for nothing Kate. Ask and you shall receive."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty grins and says, "Have everything I want already." She smiles up to Warren and takes his hand. "If you want to watch Lockheed, feel free. He can fly around as he likes, might try to grab some fish. He's very intelligent, so, don't think you have to watch him like a pet," Kitty says. Though the woman doesn't look like she'd mind taking care of the adorable dragon.

Kitty leads Warren down to their stateroom. It's luxury on the water, with every form of entertainment that would fit, and the most awesome looking, soft bed. Their bags are already placed down there, and Kitty lets go of Warren's hand to go pull things out and hang them up. "So, are you thinking a nap? Or a shower first? Or go relax in a deck chair?" she asks. The ship can be felt moving as it starts pulling away from the island.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren eyes Kitty with an amused look, "Like you have any intention of taking a nap. I know you, Pryde. You are going to want to run around and explore every inch of this vessel, or at least all the places you are allowed to go. Just don't go phasing through the walls and messing up the electronics." As he talks Warren starts to unpack his own bag, tossing a tank-top onto the bed before starting to undo the buttons on his shirt. "If I am going to do anything, it might be a combination of napping while in a hot tub as I have drinks brought over to me with regularity."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde motions towards Warren. "See now, this is experience showing itself," she says with a grin. "Hot tub and drinks it is. Though I promise I will pass out soon enough. So try to keep me from turning too pruney when I do."

Kitty peels off her top as she goes over to the closet where she's hung up their clothes she removed from the suitcases. She selects a bikini and changes into it, then grabs a swimsuit of Warren's and tosses it over to him. She leans back against the wall then, crossing her arms.

Just going to stand there and watch him change.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren chuckles and changes, taking his time and letting Kitty get a full show of it, adding in a little wiggle of his butt at the end. "To pruney? Maybe I like my women all water logged and wrinkly. I mean, I don't, but maybe I did...you don't know for sure."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde does nothing to hide that she's oggling her lover. Nor does she try to conceal just how delightful she finds the show of him changing. After, she walks over, sliding her arms around his shoulders and leaning up to press a long kiss to his lips. One that seems to hint at what he can look forward to for the rest of the trip.

"Oh, I know for sure," she tells him, lips still against his, and her grin growing. "Your body has a way of revealing what you find pleasing," she teases. Kitty gives a tiny nip of his lip and then lets go. "So, hot tub then?" she asks, smiling at him over her shoulder and heading for the door.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren clears his throat, and slips the tank-top on over his chest, letting his wings push out the sides to be unhindered. "Well..I.." Warren doesn't often get flustered, but is guard seems to be down a bit more than usual as he stammers out a reply, "Touche, Pryde. I'll be right behind you, just give me a minute."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde grins at Warren and then heads out of the room, climbing the steps up to the deck level. Whenever Warren comes up, he'll find her over at the back of the yacht where the large hot tub can be found. The boat is making its way out deeper into the Mediterranean Sea, the coast of the Greek Island behind them.

Kitty leans over, testing the water with a hand. "Oh that's toasty," she says with a smile to the steward who is with her. "Maybe... I'm not sure what Warren wants. A frozen margarita for me though I think, with salt," she says.

Warren Worthington has posed:
"I'll take a Naked and Famous if you have the makings for it, if not some scotch on the rocks would be fine." Warren comments as he makes his way to the hot tub, taking off the shirt he just put on back off and tossing it onto one of the deck chairs. He wanders his way over to the hot tub and doesn't hesitate at all as he climbs into the hot water and getting into a relaxed position leaning against the wall. "Oh god, this is wonderful. You may never get me out."

Kitty Pryde has posed:
Kitty Pryde climbs into the water as well, bikini-clad body sinking into the water. She moves over to sit close by Angel's side, leaning her head against his shoulder. "So we'll just be two prunes. Prunes adrift on the ocean. With turn down service at night," she murmurs, snuggling up against him closer.

The steward turns on the jets and the water begins swirling and massaging their bodies. "Ooooooohhhh that's the stuff," Kitty murmurs. Her eyes close and she sighs happily. She misses the sight of Lockheed gliding down to land on the edge of the hot tub. Apparently he went for a little flight.

Warren Worthington has posed:
Warren lets out another audible moan as the jets start, slipping his arm around Kitty as he sinks a tad lower into the water. "I think I am just going to spend the week wet in one way or another. They are going to have to wring me out at the end of this." He leans over and places his lips to the top of Kitty's head, settling into the water more. "I know I will need to get out for dinner, and other things, but at this point I just don't want to."