blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-22 06:15 am (UTC)
Kurt snorts at that, but manages to find a little bit of the humor Emma offered to him. "I'm not letting Scott carry me around, he's not my... chauffeur," he says, "but tell Manny there's a job opening."
Kurt examines his bare arms again, covered in a fine dusting of dark hair, but nothing comparable to how he'd looked yesterday. And every day prior to that. "Is it peaceful?" he asks, somber again. "Or does it feel like you lost a sense?"
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-22 06:35 am (UTC)
"Manny won't do it, so if you won't make use of Scott you're going to end up stumbling around very sadly." Emma doesn't actually believe this - she has faith in Kurt getting himself sorted, even though there's definitely a learning curve. Still, it's fun to poke at him, just a bit, particularly to distract herself.
"It's absolutely miserable, but I'll survive it. I just feel so disconnected from everyone, which I'm not found of."
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-22 07:08 am (UTC)
Kurt holds up one finger (actually, two fingers) in a wait one moment gesture, then carefully, but clumsily, laces his five fingers through Emma's. "We'll be looking out for you," he promises. "And I think you will find you're better at reading people than you knew."
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-22 02:33 pm (UTC)
Emma looks down at their interlaced fingers, the sensation so normal but so strange. It's sweet. She squeezes his hand, gaze drifting back up to his slightly familiar face. He is very cute, but she misses his usual face. This is only a few degrees away from being comforted by a stranger, especially because she doesn't have the anchor of his mind.
"Darling, no one needs to look out for me. I'm not a fall risk, unlike some people." A slight smile, another gentle squeeze of his hand. "Have you been thinking about what you want to say to the children? Or have you been distracted trying to figure out how to stand?" This isn't really a dig.
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-24 03:03 am (UTC)
“You’re all so stubborn,” he teases lightly. “No one ever wants Kurt’s help.”
When she mentions the children, though, he looks at his reflection the mirror across the room. He already wasted too much time staring at this stranger. When he was eleven, he would have killed for this chance. He can’t help but wonder what it’d be like to go downtown like this, anonymous and unremarkable. He’s glad that Emma can’t see these guilty thoughts.
“Maybe when they see me all shaved and stumbling, they will feel a little better about themselves,” he suggests with an airy smile. “See that we’re also having a hard time with this.”
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-24 03:30 am (UTC)
"We're all very terrible." Emma lifts Kurt's hand to gently kiss the back of it in reassurance, watching as his eyes stray to the mirror. He is inscrutable, and while she knows him well enough to guess his thoughts she finds it hard to trust herself without confirmation. It makes her stomach roil a little.
"Yes, I think they'll have the usual chaotic teenaged feelings, but being honest with them will be good. If we're unsure of the origin of this but still resolute, they'll be less likely to worry. And then we'll get to work figuring this out."
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-24 03:41 am (UTC)
Kurt, hand still locked with Emma’s, experimentally stands up. It’s… fine. He puts his heels on the ground, and gives her a quick little bow to demonstrate that he will adjust. Kurt always finds a way to adapt. Her steady grasp is undeniably helping him not to waver.
“Some will see this as a fun diversion,” he says, “others will be panicked for a lot of reasons. Lots of them who are like us two. Telepaths. Ones who usually can’t hide.”
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-24 03:53 am (UTC)
Emma's hand moves with Kurt, helping to steady him as much as he'd like. She's glad that he'll accept the help that she is so resistant to. The bow makes her smile, just a little.
"Yes, I'm sure it will be met with very mixed reactions. But we'll handle each problem as it comes, each student's difficulties individually. They're very fortunate they have so many smart, caring teachers." She is worried about children like Kurt, though, for whom this could be a setback in their work towards self-acceptance. "You'll be very good at coaching them through things, I'm certain."
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-24 04:45 am (UTC)
Kurt lets go of Emma's hand, finding his center of balance well enough to pull off his tee-shirt. More pale, hairless skin, with the muscles and bones more obvious than ever. He's always been skinny.
"I'm going to have them all get together in the afternoons, every afternoon, until this is solved. And probably more one-on-one sessions." The explanation is professional; Xavier's heir, one day he'll run this school, and in the meantime he runs the X-Men. "I know how difficult it would be. At their age, to see this as... an escape."
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-25 01:17 am (UTC)
It's so strange to see Kurt's body like this, angles no longer hidden by plush fur, his skin pale and utterly unremarkable. Later, when Emma can read his mind again (because she has to be able to read his mind again), she'll have to search for any hint of him craving this different form so she can tell him she prefers him how he is naturally.
"I think that's a good idea - I can help too, of course. Hopefully we'll have an answer soon and their little minds won't be able to run away too much." Her hand remains ready to catch him if he needs it. "What can I do for you right now, though?"
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-25 03:08 am (UTC)
Kurt reaches too quickly for his closet, but quickly catches himself on the edge. He holds out his other hand and smiles to assure Emma that he's got this. He can at least get around his own room. Probably.
"Be the level head you always are." He digs around in one of the disorganized drawers hidden behind the door, finally pulling out an oversized Xavier's School sweater to throw on. The air's strangely chill on his bare skin. "And don't hesitate if you need something from me."
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-25 10:42 pm (UTC)
There's only the slightest twitch in Emma as she nearly jumps to Kurt's aid, but she settles back in quickly with poise. Nothing to worry about. Nothing to be embarrassed by.
"Of course, darling. I'll let you know. And I'm going to at least wait here until you get your pants on, so I know you haven't fallen over and given yourself a concussion. But afterwards I can leave you to your own devices, if you'd like."
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-26 01:37 am (UTC)
"Are you sure that you don't just want to watch me strip?" Kurt's normal teasing, playful tone returns for a moment, muffled under the sweater as he pulls it over his head.
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-26 03:07 am (UTC)
"Not without the tail - this is doing nothing for me," Emma dismisses with a little flick of her hand and a mischievous smile. She waits until his head has emerged from the sweatshirt before throwing the yoga pants at him, wondering if he'll be able to catch them. It's maybe a little bullying.
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-26 03:58 am (UTC)
Kurt manages to catch one leg, while the other hits him harmlessly in the face. To his credit, he doesn't immediately fall over, even though he can feel the ghost of his tail trying to rebalance him. "Phbt!" he objects.
"I have lost my best feature," he mourns, throwing the leggings over his shoulder as he carefully bends over to remove the athletic shorts he'd slept in. He needs to lean against the wall for this, and his fingers are uncoordinated. "Well, second best. If I had a tail that was bald... Ach. I would look like a rat."
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-26 12:38 pm (UTC)
Emma laughs, and while it might not be as bright as it usually is, it is genuine. She keeps her eyes on Kurt, truly not for any voyeuristic purpose but simply to make sure he doesn't topple over, even with the help of the wall.
"You could pull off a rat tail." There is nothing in her tone that suggests she thinks he could pull off a rat tail. "And what's your best feature, Liebchen?"
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-27 12:07 am (UTC)
"My winning personality, of course." Distracted by getting one of his new feet through the pant leg, Kurt doesn't notice the sweater riding up and revealing a flash of silver at the very base of his spine. It's half-hidden by his underwear, but still recognizable as his mark, even if it's currently placed like a questionable tattoo.
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-27 01:09 am (UTC)
"Naturally." Despite herself, Emma tries to reach out with her mind, as she's been doing since she'd awoken. Still nothing. She'd be frustrated, but her attention is suddenly so entirely taken by Kurt's back that she can't be. She lets out a surprised laugh, clapping a hand over her mouth.
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-27 02:48 am (UTC)
"I suppose," Emma starts, still trying to smother her laugh, "that your mark had to go somewhere. But darling, you have a tramp stamp. It'd be quite becoming if it weren't such a mysterious omen."
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-27 03:03 am (UTC)
Kurt immediately abandons his attempts to get dressed, spins to get a look at his backside in the mirror, narrowly catches himself on the wall when that displaces his balance again, and finally sees what Emma sees. He pulls down his briefs just enough to expose the entirety of the mark on his strange pale skin, and groans.
"Scheiße," he hisses. "Natürlich. Natürlich!" Followed by more muttering in German. For the first time, Emma gets to see his face turn an embarrassed shade of pink.
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-27 03:27 am (UTC)
It's not quite as funny as it seems, but Emma can benefit from this bit of amusement given the circumstances. So she continues to try to contain herself, particularly as Kurt begins to mutter curses. She gets to her feet, moving to his side to help keep him steady.
blauerdamonkurt wagner ⚔️ nightcrawlerDate: 2025-02-27 03:37 am (UTC)
Kurt can't turn down the help while he's still getting a good look at not only the mark, but also the way his spine just sort of... ends. He's seen it on plenty of other people, but not on himself. He sighs pathetically.
"Unfortunate that I'm in no mood to show it off to an appreciating audience," he complains.
frost_queenEmma Frost ♕ White QueenDate: 2025-02-28 12:00 am (UTC)
"We can shave a little temporary tramp stamp in your fur once it's all back," Emma says, cloyingly comforting as she helps keep him stable. Her expression is evening out as she gains control over herself.
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FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
Kurt examines his bare arms again, covered in a fine dusting of dark hair, but nothing comparable to how he'd looked yesterday. And every day prior to that. "Is it peaceful?" he asks, somber again. "Or does it feel like you lost a sense?"
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"It's absolutely miserable, but I'll survive it. I just feel so disconnected from everyone, which I'm not found of."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Darling, no one needs to look out for me. I'm not a fall risk, unlike some people." A slight smile, another gentle squeeze of his hand. "Have you been thinking about what you want to say to the children? Or have you been distracted trying to figure out how to stand?" This isn't really a dig.
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
When she mentions the children, though, he looks at his reflection the mirror across the room. He already wasted too much time staring at this stranger. When he was eleven, he would have killed for this chance. He can’t help but wonder what it’d be like to go downtown like this, anonymous and unremarkable. He’s glad that Emma can’t see these guilty thoughts.
“Maybe when they see me all shaved and stumbling, they will feel a little better about themselves,” he suggests with an airy smile. “See that we’re also having a hard time with this.”
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Yes, I think they'll have the usual chaotic teenaged feelings, but being honest with them will be good. If we're unsure of the origin of this but still resolute, they'll be less likely to worry. And then we'll get to work figuring this out."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
“Some will see this as a fun diversion,” he says, “others will be panicked for a lot of reasons. Lots of them who are like us two. Telepaths. Ones who usually can’t hide.”
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Yes, I'm sure it will be met with very mixed reactions. But we'll handle each problem as it comes, each student's difficulties individually. They're very fortunate they have so many smart, caring teachers." She is worried about children like Kurt, though, for whom this could be a setback in their work towards self-acceptance. "You'll be very good at coaching them through things, I'm certain."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"I'm going to have them all get together in the afternoons, every afternoon, until this is solved. And probably more one-on-one sessions." The explanation is professional; Xavier's heir, one day he'll run this school, and in the meantime he runs the X-Men. "I know how difficult it would be. At their age, to see this as... an escape."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"I think that's a good idea - I can help too, of course. Hopefully we'll have an answer soon and their little minds won't be able to run away too much." Her hand remains ready to catch him if he needs it. "What can I do for you right now, though?"
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Be the level head you always are." He digs around in one of the disorganized drawers hidden behind the door, finally pulling out an oversized Xavier's School sweater to throw on. The air's strangely chill on his bare skin. "And don't hesitate if you need something from me."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Of course, darling. I'll let you know. And I'm going to at least wait here until you get your pants on, so I know you haven't fallen over and given yourself a concussion. But afterwards I can leave you to your own devices, if you'd like."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"I have lost my best feature," he mourns, throwing the leggings over his shoulder as he carefully bends over to remove the athletic shorts he'd slept in. He needs to lean against the wall for this, and his fingers are uncoordinated. "Well, second best. If I had a tail that was bald... Ach. I would look like a rat."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"You could pull off a rat tail." There is nothing in her tone that suggests she thinks he could pull off a rat tail. "And what's your best feature, Liebchen?"
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Scheiße," he hisses. "Natürlich. Natürlich!" Followed by more muttering in German. For the first time, Emma gets to see his face turn an embarrassed shade of pink.
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Liebchen, it really is very darling."
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Unfortunate that I'm in no mood to show it off to an appreciating audience," he complains.
FRIDAY: Emma & Kurt
"Now lets get your pants on, hm?"