Night on the Town (Nightcrawler)

[Crimson Majix]

Kurt and I ended up having to walk a ways. Great. All around us were people. The sidewalk was crowded with them. It was night now and yet there were so many lights I could see for a block down and all I could see was people. I didn't like big groups of people, it put me on edge. All of my instincts were telling me to run.

Everything was lit up. Cars were everywhere and traffic looked horrible. I counted about six taxis stopped at a light and more on the way. There were a few limos as well. It got me to wonder how close we were to Time Square or Broadway. I didn't think we could just walk into a Broadway theater, but ya never know. Maybe the Prof had connections and Kurt could work them.

This was a new experience and I was overwhelmed. People bumped into me and I didn't know how to handle it. Guys were staring at me, some girls, too. I didn't know what to make of the looks. My mouth was dry and I was playing with the edge of my skirt. I no doubt looked as frightened as I felt.

I usually don't show my true feelings. I have a mask of anger, defiance, boredom, and the like. I didn't like to let my true feelings show because I didn't want people to find any weaknesses in me. People could exploit my weaknesses and that scared me.

[Nightcrawler]

Kurt was almost regretting bringing Crystal to the city. As they walked down the sidewalk of the city, he noticed her growing incredibly antsy, jumpy and . . . frightened. Kurt didn't know if it was the night that was bothering her, making her act this way, but he doubted it. Nightcrawler himself was a creature of the night, mostly because his lesser powers all had something to do with the night, hence his codename. He also thought that Crystal wouldn't be bothered by the wane light in the sky, since she had other senses to rely on as well. Then again, there were so many flashing lights and such around them, it was almost hard to see. Nightcrawler even had to rely on his eyes, but he also had to wear his hat down low so that no one would see the blue. It wasn't the coldest of days, either, so the trench coat he was forced to wear without wearing the image inducer was causing him to sweat. His fur was bad enough in the summer time without having to wear any extra clothing.

"Vhy do I pull myself into zhese types of zhings?" he shouted above the traffic, just so that Crystal would be able to distinguish his voice from everything else. For some reason the streets were packed, and it was slow moving down the sidewalk. Maybe that was the reason that she was so out of character. Tuning into that, Kurt looked at everyone, trying to keep her perspective in mind, and realized that no one was really as secretive and friendly as they were at the mansion.

Grabbing her forearm with his bare hand, he began pulling her closer to the buildings, meanwhile patiently waiting for holes so that he could get through the crowd. Once they were at a wall with no worries of people pushing past them--immediately, at least--he knelt down slightly so that they were eye level. "Vhat is zhe matter?" he asked her, his yellow eyes hopefully expressing his concern. "Do you vant us zu turn back?"

[Crimson Majix]

I allowed myself to be pulled around by Kurt because I felt too scared to resist. I put myself as close to the wall as I could. I wanted to be away from all these people. I was pretty much having a panic attack. I didn't know coming to New York would be this bad. I didn't know that I didn't like big crowds. I'd never in my life had been in a crowd like this. Everyone at the mansion was nice. Everyone here made me feel like they were out to get me.

"I-I don't wanna go back," I said. I really didn't. I wanted to see my first theatrical performance besides the circus. I would just have to get over my fears. "I just don't like people." What an understatement. I had no people skills; I didn't know how to handle the looks and the bumping. All I could do was stare blankly at them and go on my way.

"Let's just go," I said. I pulled myself away from the wall and started in the direction we were going before. I was grateful that I had Kurt by my side. He made me feel safer. If I were here with my father, I would have already sought out his hand. But I wasn't with him so all I could do was keep Kurt in my peripheral vision.

Too keep myself from thinking about all the people; I started to wonder what theater we were going to be in. I also wondered what we would see. It was a puzzling mystery that kept me from thinking too much about all of the people surrounding me. Looking around, I used all the lights to keep myself distracted, but kept Kurt in my sights. If I lost sight of him, I know I'd freak.

[Rogue]

Rogue was always amazed at the bright lights of the city. She'd been there plenty of times on X-Men business, or just to come. This was one of the times she just wanted to go, and get away from the mansion.

She'd actually come not just for that reason, but because of a revival show of Rent that she'd wanted to see. Regnet had come along as well, and he was already at the theater. Even though it wasn't really the right weather for it, she was wearing her green trenchcoat that slightly touched the concrete sidewalk. Underneath that, she was wearing a black gown that stopped right at the beginning of her calf, and a choker she'd borrowed from Jean that had two sapphires on the front, and she didn't know if they were real. Of course, she wore a pair of gloves, this time a long, elbow length white pair.
Her hair was down, her white bangs tucked behind her ears, the rest left out.

After a few more minutes of walking, Rogue saw Kurt and Chris' back. "Hey Kurt, Crystal!" she called out to them, waving her hand even though they were a bit infront of her. Realizing how stupid that was, she put her hand down, speeding up and putting one of her gloved hands on Chris and Kurt's shoulder.