Kurt Wagner (
themisfit) wrote in
capeandcowllogs2013-06-15 02:25 pm
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wow i can't think of anything clever
WHO: Kurt Wagner and Scathach
WHERE: The Institute's gym or something.
WHEN: Evening of June 14th??
WARNINGS: Probably not!
SUMMARY: Fencing and feelings jam somehow.
FORMAT: w/e man
Kurt was already dressed for the fine sport of fencing, with his mask tucked under one arm and his foil held in his tail. He gave Scatty a little bow in greeting, theatrical as he tended to be, and grinned. True, he taught fencing and hosted a club for the students, but it was a little more rare to spend time with somebody he could truly compete against. He hadn't spent time with Scathach as a friend in an age, he felt, which was a shame.
"I thank you for wasting your Friday on little ol' me," he started, extending a hand to her. "You are well?"
WHERE: The Institute's gym or something.
WHEN: Evening of June 14th??
WARNINGS: Probably not!
SUMMARY: Fencing and feelings jam somehow.
FORMAT: w/e man
Kurt was already dressed for the fine sport of fencing, with his mask tucked under one arm and his foil held in his tail. He gave Scatty a little bow in greeting, theatrical as he tended to be, and grinned. True, he taught fencing and hosted a club for the students, but it was a little more rare to spend time with somebody he could truly compete against. He hadn't spent time with Scathach as a friend in an age, he felt, which was a shame.
"I thank you for wasting your Friday on little ol' me," he started, extending a hand to her. "You are well?"