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Post by KittsMitts on Sept 11, 2024 17:30:43 GMT
Pumphouse Park, near Brookfield Place, Manhattan. A relaxing stop near the large shopping center, nestled in the Battery Park City neighborhood. Parts of the park overlook the water - where they have found a spot to sit is closer to the city beat.  There were three things Kitty Pryde knew helped her get over a break up: Getting out of the mansion, spending time with friends, and retail therapy. So, she'd pulled Kurt aside to scheme and they'd managed to squeeze some early checks from Emma for them to take Rogue on a shopping spree. They'd decided to head for downtown Manhattan, Brookfield Place. It was near the Hudson, towards the bottom of the island. Still lively with plenty of people-watching to do, and enough people that no one had really batted an eye at them, but still had plenty of nature and architecture. And Boba. Y'know, things that were good for the soul. "Whew! What a haul."They were taking a coffee break, and had walked themselves to a bench in Pumphouse Park, nearer to the city than the harbor. With Kurt around the burden of carrying around bags all day was eliminated (though she had put on a pair of earrings she'd just gotten), so there was no 'haul' in sight. Back at the mansion, though? There was a growing stack of bags. They'd been going for a while, so it was already early afternoon and thankfully temperate for the end of Summer. Kitty was sitting on the edge of the bench, leaned far to rest her head on the back, her arms crossed comfortably across her ribs with her drink balanced there, and had her legs stretched out in front of her. She took a sip of her drink - and Iced Mexican Coffee flavored milk tea with Chocolate Popping Boba, and sighed in a way that relieved some of the tension in her shoulders. Few people passed by, and those who did were in their own world. She closed her eyes to the warmth of the speckled sun on her face and breathed with the blossoms swaying in the wind. She opened her eyes to peek at Rogue and Kurt, hiding her attempt to check in on how they appeared to be faring. |
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Post by Countess on Sept 13, 2024 1:02:02 GMT
The say has been long, but the good long spent with friends. Rogue ain't much of a shopper, but today brought a little bit of that side out of her. Pricey things were never her forte, so she spent most of her time hunting for bargains she could feel good about. Besides, she knew better than most to make sure she had a good amount in savings. Emma might be paying her good, but it was best to live frugally. Made things easier down the line, when she didn't have a job like this to keep her fed.
Still- she didn't turn up her nose at a new pair of very fine leather gloves. They had felt so good on her- smooth and tight in all the right ways.
Rogue ain't never had boba before- so she just opted for the most popular, rather than the most exotic. It is a classic milk tea, only with some brown sugar to give it a more striped effect. Sweet, creamy, and the little balls are fun to slurp. She pops one in her mouth, giving a little giggle. What a time to be alive.
"So- where exactly is this from?" Rogue asks, motioning to her drink. "It ain't no sweet tea, but I can see the appeal," she says, winking at Kurt. He knows her "World Famous Sweet Tea", as well as its Georgia Peach variation.
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Post by metapanda on Sept 16, 2024 2:04:31 GMT
Kurt's head rested slightly cocked at an angle, slowly sipping on a caramel latte. He didn't care much for shopping, but he didn't mind getting out of the mansion. It was always more thrilling to be doing something rather than nothing. It didn't seem to matter to him that what he was doing was being a glorified transportation device for the things Kitty and his sister bought. There wasn't a lot of things he needed, and the things he did need were largely custom made and couldn't be bought in store, so his day had largely just been spending time with Kitty and Rogue. He also didn't seem to mind the stares he was receiving. Some were out of curiosity. Others were the faces of people barely containing themselves from attacking him simply for existing and clearly not being human. Others seemed completely indifferent to his existence. Once upon a time the attention his appearance drew might have bothered Kurt, but he seemed as unfazed about that as having to teleport all the things they bought back to the mansion. His yellow eyes blinked slowly as he added,"Thank you for getting these drinks for us Kätzchen." His ears twitched slightly. Despite his unfazed expression, it seemed Kurt was on alert for anyone who would grow bold enough to approach them because of his appearance.
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Post by KittsMitts on Sept 28, 2024 2:45:07 GMT
Kitty opens one eye from her sunny spot to look over when the southern drawl starts, grinning automatically. There's a hint of smug energy as they seem taken with the drinks, and she nods at Kurt's thanks. She swirls her drink once, watching the tapioca circle the ice and listening to the ice clatter before she answers, "It's from Taiwan originally. I had it in Japan - a lot, towards the end. The people I ended up staying with loved it. I'm really glad it got popular over here." She takes a sip with a little more fondness, reaching into the drink for a moment to pluck a stuck one out of the straw and return with dry fingers. She eats it, then makes a small sound of notice before leaning over to Rogue. Without a care in the world, she reaches through Rogue's hair to pull out a fallen leaf, edges just starting to yellow, without stirring a single hair. She waves the thing at her, then presents it to Kurt like a worldly gift.
"It ain't no sweet tea, but I do declare this to be the prettiest leaf in the city, plucked from atop the loveliest head north of the Mason-Dixon line this fiiiine afternoon. Fitting only for the fuzziest of elves and the mighty finest of dames," Kitty presents dramatically and pretty abysmally accented, shooting a wink at the two of them.
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Post by Countess on Oct 4, 2024 20:15:28 GMT
"Y'don't say... We should go there next time, get the real deal. You know Kurt is good for it," Rogue murmurs, slurping her a lot less delicately than Kitty. Woman has manners, sure, but why exercise them among friends like this? They sure don't care, so why should she?
There is a trust in Rogue as Kitty reaches over. She doesn't let many people do this, but if anyone could... it would be her. Just the thought of her making a mistake, though...
Good lord, Kitty. Rogue rolls her eyes at her friend's antics. If she starts mentioning Kurt's old beard, she is going to lose it. "I do declare," Rogue says, then sticks her tongue out. "Bless your heart," she adds, giggling all the while.
"What is next on the agenda? I gotta say, I'm bushed," Rogue says, leaning back a bit. "Its been nice to get out an all, but I got papers to grade, and I am sure as hell y'all do, too."
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