[Kurt / Hank] || Bad News Bearer
The first step to getting the New Years trip he mentioned to Sam was to ask a faculty member for permission. Without that, the whole thing was just talk, and that wouldn’t be fair to anyone. Kurt couldn’t do whatever he wanted. Well, he could--and used to--but some things weren’t worth the rebellion. Specifically, cleaning the Blackbird. Totally not worth it. That was why he needed to speak to Doctor McCoy, and why he was practicing his posture in the elevator on the way down to the medical bay. Hank McCoy was probably the faculty member Kurt felt the most comfortable around.
Beast had been a part of Xavier’s for a while, and even before that, he’d been one of Bayville High’s best teachers. It only made sense that Nightcrawler would approach someone familiar, someone who would understand. He exited the elevator and shuffled down the hall ahead. At least his more recent visit to the med bay had a pleasant reason behind it, and Kurt used that to stick a bright smile on his face before entering.
“Good afternoon, Doctor McCoy,” he greeted, though not as loudly as he normally would have. Nightcrawler idly looked around the infirmary while slowly approaching the desk where Hank usually worked at. “Are you around? I need to ask you something.”
