Crossing Canons | Locked RP With sweetcandygirl

[blueberry_bamf]

[Kurt can't remember the last time he was so excited to go on a first date. Something about Harley is insanely charming. He checks himself over in the mirror, making sure that his suit is on straight. Thankfully he listened to Ororo and went with a simple black jacket and pants, a light blue tie setting everything off nicely against his white shirt. They were meeting at the theater; next time he would borrow Scott's car. He wasn't used to having to think about such things. Normally he just teleported wherever he needed to go.] I do not look so bad, if I do say so myself... [Just a spritz of cologne and he is off, eagerly looking forward to seeing Harley again.]

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[sweetcandygirl]

[Harley was waiting outside the theater. Tonight she was wearing a very flattering gold dress, and had her blonde hair curled with no colored extensions. She honestly can't remember the last time she had a real date. And she felt nervous and excited and anxious all at the same time]

[She watched as others went through the ticket line, wondering a little about the stories of their lives. Were those other couples as happy as they seemed? Could she find such happiness]

[Tonight already promised to be a good night. She had fun just enjoying drinks with Kurt. And now they get to enjoy the theatre together. Harley was not sure if this counted as a first date or not... she had enough butterflies in her stomach to consider this a date-type event.]

[blueberry_bamf]

[Kurt's heart skipped a beat when he saw Harley, looking gorgeous in that dress. More than gorgeous. Breathtaking. He took a second to make sure his tie was lying properly against his chest before approaching with a charming smile.] Good evening, miss. I do not suppose you would like to accompany me inside? I have heard this play is very good. [His tail curled as he flirted shamelessly, taking her hand and lifting it to place a soft kiss to the back.]

[sweetcandygirl]

[Well those butterflies in her stomach just got even more noticeable seeing Kurt in a suit. And that little curl of his tail. Harley might have breathed a sigh of happiness when he kissed the back of her hand.]

Well, I was waiting for my date. But how could I resist you?

[blueberry_bamf]

Your date's tardiness is my good fortune, then. [Kurt tucked her arm in his, leading her inside.] You look beautiful in that dress, meine Libe. How have you been since we last spoke? [Because of his connections, Kurt had managed to get them balcony seats with a perfect view of the stage. He was pulling out all of the stops for this first date... Assuming this was a first date. Which he was.]

[sweetcandygirl]

And how is it that such a handsome man as yourself had come unaccompanied?

[Harley leans on him slightly as he takes her arm is his own. A soft blush is evident on her pale skin when he compliments her.]

I have been fabulous. Nothing better than shopping for a special occasion. [She can tell that they are heading to the balcony seats. That would be nice and private. Oh my... those butterflies are just not going away tonight.]

[blueberry_bamf]

Well, I knew I would be meeting an angel here. [Sure, it's cheesy, but he wanted to make her laugh. As they reached the balcony, he moved the curtains aside to reveal their seats. Plush, comfortable red velvet seats. That blush is... insanely attractive.] I am glad to hear it. I had some friends help me pick out my suit-- I have been told that my tastes can be a little eccentric when it comes to clothing. I blame it on being raised in a circus.

[sweetcandygirl]

[His cheesy line does get a honest laugh from Harley. One of those 'I am having a good time already' laughs.]

Well, I do like eccentric... [After all, Kurt should remember the outfit she wore at the bar.]

Do you have fond memories of the circus? [She should ask up front. Because if circus talk will bring up bad childhood memories, she wants to know ahead of time. And yes... she knows from personal experience that there is such a thing as bad circus memories.]

[blueberry_bamf]

[That laugh only encouraged him, Harley. Be careful, the cheese is unending.] If you like eccentric, we will get along fabulously.

[As they sat down, he nodded in answer to her question.] Nearly all of my memories of the circus are fond ones. It was only towards the end when things became troublesome; an American bought us out and decided that I would work better in the freak show than as an acrobat. Understandably we disagreed on that point--one thing led to another and I ended up switching professions. It all worked out for the best in the end. [He gave her a smile to show he genuinely felt nothing bad about his past. That part of his past, at least. The circus was certainly a better place to have been raised than with either of his biological parents.] What about you? If it is alright to ask.

[sweetcandygirl]

I hope we do. [Harley does not find it hard to say those words right now. She is allowed to have hope. Finally.]

That doesn't make sense. The whole Freak Show thing. [Her broken Bronx accent is more noticeable when she gets passionate about something.] All the people I work with in Coney Island are the best heroes I have ever known. And for others to call them... or you... a freak....

[Her attention goes to replying to his question after her brief rant]I loved the freedom of being an aerial gymnast. The whole flying through the air... the joy and pure adrenaline.

I loved that part of the circus. [She glances at him. Can she trust him enough already to confide in some of the darker parts of her past? If she wants this... whatever it is... to go somewhere, she should be honest]

But I have experienced darker parts that tainted that joy. A man who I once gave my heart to who corrupted the whole point of a circus.

[blueberry_bamf]

[That little rant endears her to him more than she can know. His smile is gentle and warm... Though it turns a little stormy when he hears about her past love.] I am... sorry, Harley. [That doesn't even begin to express his true feelings about it, but... A first date probably isn't the place to get into such topics. Perhaps a second one.] I hope that, perhaps, I can return some of that joy to you. I was going to surprise you, but... I may have arranged a place for us to practice our acrobatics after the play. If you would like, of course.

[sweetcandygirl]

[And a first date is definitely not the time to get into the whole Joker thing. Especially since even if his X-Men haven't personally fought Joker -- they would have heard about the psychopathic clown. Harley is a little afraid of her past casting her in a negative light again.]

[Her eyes get wide when he details their second stop of the night]

You did??!! That is amazing Kurt! I would love that.

[blueberry_bamf]

[Her excitement made Kurt grin all the more.] Excellent! I am looking forward to seeing you in action. [As the lights dimmed, he took a chance and reached over to take her hand. Sure, it might not seem like much to most people, but the unique build of Kurt's hands had put off other women he had dated. Two fingers and a thumb with blue fur was alien enough to freak out the faint of heart. Internally he tensed, waiting for her reaction.]

[sweetcandygirl]

I will aim to give you a show you will never forget.

[Harley smiles when he takes her hand. It takes her only a second to adjust to the unique build of his hand. And she reaches over with her free hand to stroke over the blue fur of the top of his hand.]

[She hangs out with mutant crocodiles, Goat People and Egg Men. His hand is not going to freak her out]

[He is soft. And she wonders if his fur is soft everywhere]

[blueberry_bamf]

I do not doubt that. But I hope that I can return the favor.

[When she strokes his hand, Kurt feels his heart lift. He relaxes back, dividing his attention between the show and the beautiful woman beside him. Is this real? If it's all a dream, he doesn't want to wake up. Over the course of the show, his tail creeps over to wrap around her wrist in a gently possessive and protective gesture. It proves to be just as soft as his hand, of course. Kurt prides himself in the quality of his fur.]

[sweetcandygirl]

[Harley is truly enjoying her time at the theatre. The show is amazing. The company is better. And the butterflies return when his tail wraps around her wrist in a protective and possessive gesture.]

[Her free hand runs along the end of his tail, a soft smile on her lips that it is soft too. Her scientific side wonders if he has erogenous spots on the length of the tail. And then her adventurous side pictures exploring the theory, and she blushes slightly.]

[She should take a breath and calm her thoughts.]

[blueberry_bamf]

[Harley isn't the only one getting butterflies. Her fingers on his tail sends little thrills up his spine, ones that he should definitely avoid feeling more of. This was just the first date after all. Withdrawing his tail, Kurt leans over to murmur softly in her ear.] How are you enjoying the show, Liebchen?

[sweetcandygirl]

[It is good that Kurt is emotionally strong enough to bide his time, since Harley really is not the best at resisting listening to her desires. She does miss the presence of his possessive touch though]

I love it. The song I'm Not That Girl… [She sighs happily]

[Then curious, meets his eyes] What does that mean? Liebchen And the other one... meine Libe?"

[blueberry_bamf]

[Kurt has been fighting temptation as long as he can remember. He loses more than he would like to admit.] It is cliche, but I do like Defying Gravity. I get the feeling it will be stuck in my head for weeks.

[At her question his smile turns a little sheepish.] Ah, well, perhaps it is forward of me... But both are terms of endearment. Liebchen means someone dear, and meine Libe... Well. It translates to 'my heart'. [He clears his throat. The first is a little bit more causal, the second... Well. Both rolled off the tongue so easily when he was talking with her.]

[sweetcandygirl]

[She feels her heart lighten when he explains the terms of endearment.] Oh...

Not forward at all. [Gosh is she blushing again]

[blueberry_bamf]

Good. [And there was that blush again. He was going to need to take a long, long run after this date was over... He smiles and tries to focus his attention on the rest of the play. But it's hard to not be distracted. Somehow the time flies as well as crawls past, but eventually the curtains fall for the final time. Kurt stands and applauds along with everyone else.]

Wunderbar!

[sweetcandygirl]

[Harley also found it hard to focus on the rest of the show. But it is a wonderful musical. And she loves every moment of it that does get her attention.]

[She is standing too at the curtain fall. And just overjoyed at how magical the evening was, Harley leans towards Kurt and places a soft kiss on his cheek.]

This was a wonderful idea. I loved sharing this with you.

[blueberry_bamf]

[That kiss sends lightning sparking all through Kurt. He takes her hand again, squeezing gently.] This has been one of the most magical nights of my life. And it is not even over yet.

[The gym he reserved for them is just a few blocks over, an easy walk. He also arranged for there to be spare uniforms for them to change into, since evening clothing wasn't quite appropriate for flipping and spinning through the air.] I am lucky to have connections with all sorts of folks.

[sweetcandygirl]

It has been one of the best dates ever. [Opps. Did she say date? Good thing that are now on their way to the gym.]

[She picks up one of the spare uniforms with a big smile. It looks like it would be perfect for her]

Yah? You have a lot of good connections, Kurt?

[blueberry_bamf]

I am glad to hear you agree about the date. [Kurt smiles over at her; he was more than happy to count it as such.]

It helps that I am needlessly nosy, I admit. I get involved in all sorts of things I probably should not. [He grabs his own uniform, showing her to the changing rooms.] For instance, the man I know who fixed this up for us was being held up at knife point. I relieved his attacker of said knife and we have been good friends ever since.

[sweetcandygirl]

[Him agreeing that tonight was a date just encourages another blush on her cheeks. He makes her feel all warm and toasty]

Mmmmm… I find a man who knows how to disarm someone incredibly sexy. [She winks at him before heading into the change room. Putting on the uniform reminds her of her ol' red-and-black piece. It feels like a glove.]

[When she exits the change room, she will twirl a little, arching up on her toes and stretching. Her instinct to immediate prepare her body for the acrobat feats she wants to perform -- without really realizing how sexy it might be for the red-blooded male in the vicinity]