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[couragemantra]

Characters: Kurt Hummel and the Weapons he planned on meeting up with here, plus any other interested parties.
Location: The park.
Rating: PG.
Time: January 6th and/or 7th, morning.
Description: Kurt is a popular guy. If he made plans to meet and train with or attempt to resonate with you, you're invited to meet with him! If you didn't make plans but

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[purrinpumpkin]

Blair happily trotted along a brick wall to the park. She had planned to meet Kurt for his training and to help him find a Weapon (she had someone in mind in case today did not work out).

"Nyan nyan!" She mewed as her greeting and jumped to the ground. Blair dropped a small bag of fish. "I brought breakfast!"

[couragemantra]

...Raw fish?

The face Kurt made was priceless - a mixture of shock, disgust, and uncertainty over whether he should thank the cat for thinking of him or tell her off for thinking he'd like a bag of raw fish...

Ultimately, he chose the later. "Couldn't you have brought... I don't know, a sandwich instead? Maybe some orange juice or coffee? I don't typically eat fish for breakfast. Especially not... the raw kind..."

[purrinpumpkin]

"Aw, come on!" She coaxed. "You gotta at least try it!" Blair waves her paw slightly and one of the slimy raw fishes rise from out of the bag. Magic sure was useful, when you're a cat without thumbs.

The fist lifted itself to Kurt's mouth level. "Say aaah!"

[fortunes_arc]

She's found herself a comfortable space on the brick wall to sit and wait, her eyes closed and breathing steady in a small meditation. It's not in her nature to be nervous, but for some reason, she is; perhaps just in anticipation of something new.

Eventually, she stands. Tear brushes hair from her eyes and smooths her uniform's skirt some, and examines at any passing individual to see if they're the person she agreed to meet.

[couragemantra]

Kurt doesn't notice the young woman sitting on the wall - not until she jumps down. He's struck by her stoic expression, first and foremost, and when he walks over he offers her his hand and a slightly unsure smile. "Tear Grants?"

[fortunes_arc]

She turns at the approaching footsteps. He's a very well-dressed young man, even if she doesn't recognize the cut and style of his clothes. Tear gives a sharp nod of her head, keeping her heels together in a tight stance.

"Yes. You are?"

January 7th, Morning

[madama_b_fly]

Bayonetta stretches as she enters the park. As usual, she's sauntering around in a sleek black catsuit under a form-fitting black fur-lined coat... in black heeled boots, no less. And she looks completely comfortable in them. She notices the young man standing around and recognizes him as the meister who she spoke with.

"This is quite an interesting weather for training."

Standing at about six feet with the heels on, she positively dwarfs all the other girls at the training grounds.

[heretolookhot]

Santana had originally decided to come here because Kurt had insisted on embarrassing himself, but after thinking about it, she thought that maybe it could work out. He wouldn't be as graceful or as easy to work with as Brittany (nobody would), but that didn't mean it was hopeless. It'd be interesting.

Hugging her coat to herself, she called to him when she reached the park. "Kurt! Ready to show up Brit?"