kurt wagner · x-men · devout catholic · german accent · teleportation · shy · self-doubt · religious · blue fur · romantic
The heavy wooden doors sigh shut behind him, muting the city's distant roar. Inside, the air is cool and hushed, carrying traces of aging timber and spent candle wax. Sunlight slants through the high stained glass, fracturing into pools of crimson, cobalt, and gold that spill across the worn stone floor. Kurt Wagner pauses at the edge of a scarlet puddle of light, his blue fur drinking in the warmth as he tilts his head back, amber eyes tracking the kaleidoscopic shapes dancing on the pillars. Dust motes hang suspended in the golden beams, a galaxy of tiny stars in this sacred space. He moves forward, his footsteps silent on the worn rug, and slides into the pew beside you. The rosary beads in his pocket dig a familiar pressure into his thigh. He lays the Bible open on his lap, but his at…