Log: Sean and Kurt, bright and early

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Early Tuesday morning, Sean and Kurt plot to force the rest of the staff to relax and have fun...

Bright and early in the morning, Kurt was in one of his favourite spots in the grounds, from where he liked to watch the sun come up some mornings.  This particular morning, that had already happened, so he was idly watching the birds instead... and one of the mansion's fliers - he couldn't see for sure which, except that they didn't have wings - out for a morning flight.

Spotting Kurt, the flier changed direction, and as they came in closer, Kurt heard the distinctive hum of Sean's powers.

"Fantastic morning, so it is!"  he called out as he touched down.

Kurt smiled.  "Good morning.  Yes, it is.  Lovely weather for the time of year."

"Isn't it, though?  Back home, it'd be fantastic - my house overlooks a wee loch a bit like yon lake, and I used to love sitting out there when there was that wee autumn nip in the air, watching the geese, and smelling the smoke from people's fireplaces."  Sean paused.  "Been meaning to say - what yeh did for Scott there was a good thing."

"The kidnapping?" Kurt asked rhetorically.  "I wish it had not been necessary, but with the stage things had reached, it very much was.  I can only hope it has the effect we wanted."

"I think he might just've got the hint, this time."  Sean smiled.  "Wasn't until Alison started sharing the work out that I realised just how hard he was pushing himself.  I knew he worked long hours, but I never thought...."

Kurt nodded ruefully.  "I do not think any of us realised how much he had taken on his shoulders, or we would have done something about it sooner."

"Aye, well, it's done now, and that's the main thing."  Sean shrugged.  "So how're yeh, anyway?"

Kurt smiled.  "I am fine, for the most part.  I enjoy life here.  And you?"

"Still gettin' used to it.  I picked a hell of a summer to move over here."  Sean smilied ruefully.  "And if Moira hadn't come and talked some sense into me, I'd probably still be trying to pretend I wasn't here."

Kurt nodded, understanding.  "Have you spoken with Theresa recently?"

"Not so's you'd notice, no.  She made it very clear what she thinks of me last time I tried."  Sean frowned.  "And to tell you the truth, I've no idea what to do about it."

Kurt looked sympathetic.  "It may not be very helpful, but it is possible all you can do is wait for her to come round.  You are not going anywhere, after all."

"Aye, maybe.  But yeh know, the fella raised her, he's been nursing a grudge against me for who knows how many years.  God alone knows what he told her about me, and I've no idea what she wants from me..."

Sean shook his head.

"Ah, listen to me going on.  You're right, I'm not going anywhere."  His expression changed, becoming a slight smile.  "I hear you play pool?"

Kurt smiled back, a little wickedly.  "Yes, I do.  Although not against Madelyn any more.  I am sure she cheats, though I do not know how", he answered lightly, joking.

"I'm sure Moira's been teaching her.  Sure I know *she* cheats."  Sean's smile widened at the memories.  "So, if I promise not to cheat, d'yeh fancy getting out of here some night, and seeing about getting a few fair games in?"

"Some time next week should be fine.  I am sure we can find at least one night when we are both free."

"Aye.  Can yeh think of anyone else we should bring along with us?"

Kurt thought about it.  "Scott, perhaps?  Although I think most of the staff could do with more relaxation time..."

Sean's smiled turned a little rueful  "You're not wrong, but sure I'll see if I can get your man to take a night off next week.  We can always take someone else along another time."

Kurt nodded.  "Indeed.  There is no reason we should not make this a regular occasion, even."

"Now, that's a very good idea, so it is.  The three of us can go hunt out a place next week, then we come back and present the rest of them with a regular staff night out..."  Sean took a last swallow of his tea, then tipped the dregs into the flowerbed.

Kurt smiled.  "That should be well-received.  A few would have to stay here, of course, and the rest of us be on call in case of emergency, but it should work well."

"Well, it's not like we'd be demanding everyone show up every week.  But yeh know, if we just tell them that there'll be at least a few people out for a drink and a game of pool once a week, and anyone's welcome if they're not doing anything and make sure we go along ourselves regularly for the first while, everyone else'll soon get the idea..."

Kurt nodded, warming to the idea more and more.  "That would probably be the best way to work it, yes.  I imagine most of them will jump at the chance."

"I'd hope so.  Well, it sounds like we've a plan.  I'll have word with Scott when I see him, but I suppose I'd better get back inside - I've a history class won't teach itself, after all..."

Kurt nodded.  "If there is anything you need me to do to help organise this, you have only to ask.  I will start sounding people out, if you like."

Sean looked thoughtful for a minute.  "Let's not get too worried about organising it.  If we make it an organised thing, and sound people out, or ask for opinions, or start suggesting it like some official 'time off' thing, no-one'll feel like they're really there to relax.  Let's just find a pub next week - or a bar, I suppose I should say - and come back, and tell everyone that we'll be there every Wednesday, or whenever, and that anyone's welcome.  Nothing official.  If people want to do it, they will.  If not, we won't have to queue for the pool table, yeh know?"

Kurt smiled, understanding.  "Yes, that makes sense.  One post in the staff community should be enough to let everyone know."

"Exactly.  Now, I'd really better get to that class, before they all decide that I'm not coming, and that they should go ahead and re-enact Waterloo, just to see what happens."

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Although not against Madelyn any more. I am sure she cheats, though I do not know how

That would be the tight tank top she was wearing when they played... *innocent look*