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thisavrou2017-02-21 03:32 pm
shadowblends) wrote in thisavrou2017-02-21 03:32 pm
❧ 002 [video]
[When the TAB first flickers to life, all that's visible is an intricately scarred cheek with just the slightest peek of ivory fangs past blue lips. There's the faint sound of something shifting about and finally, Kurt comes into full view.
He's sitting on the edge of an old stone fountain, his tail swishing back and forth behind him, a grin plastered across his face.] I know very little about this holiday, but I've read a few things in an attempt to try and understand better.
[Meaning that he has forgone all the really romantic and couple-esque things about 'Valentine's Day' or whatever they would be calling it on Thisavrou.]
Giving chocolate to someone you like is traditional and I have more than a few friends and other people that I enjoy being around, so ... [He reaches over to pick up a small black box and pops the lid off of it, revealing the candy inside.]
Who wants some chocolate? [A soft laugh follows shortly after his inquiry as he replaces the lid and clutches the box to his chest, smile somehow broadening.]
I'm more than willing to deliver it, too.
(ooc: cw for anyone that decides to read the thread with kurt and j. [mentions of self-harm, internalized transphobia and ... self-loathing?])
He's sitting on the edge of an old stone fountain, his tail swishing back and forth behind him, a grin plastered across his face.] I know very little about this holiday, but I've read a few things in an attempt to try and understand better.
[Meaning that he has forgone all the really romantic and couple-esque things about 'Valentine's Day' or whatever they would be calling it on Thisavrou.]
Giving chocolate to someone you like is traditional and I have more than a few friends and other people that I enjoy being around, so ... [He reaches over to pick up a small black box and pops the lid off of it, revealing the candy inside.]
Who wants some chocolate? [A soft laugh follows shortly after his inquiry as he replaces the lid and clutches the box to his chest, smile somehow broadening.]
I'm more than willing to deliver it, too.
(ooc: cw for anyone that decides to read the thread with kurt and j. [mentions of self-harm, internalized transphobia and ... self-loathing?])
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Heh, yeah, he was a pretty smart cookie. [The subsequent laughter is more sincere.] Yeah, yeah, I know, practice makes perfect, and all. I still say it was mostly me makin' an ass of myself, most of the time. Once I even completely burned my eyebrows off. Got made fun of for like a month.
[He pulls the TAB out of his pocket and turns it in his hand then.] Ah, right, I forgot these things can search for info and such. Maybe I can find it--guess I'll let'cha know.
[He looks a little embarrassed then, rubbing the back of his neck. He is making the effort, but he's not really used to anyone paying attention to it or giving him the benefit of the doubt. Not that he can blame Riku and Donald and the others for their hesitance to just blindly trust him, but it's a little nice to have someone acknowledge the effort, even if Kurt is mostly just taking his word for it.]
Well, I made a lot of mistakes in the past, so... I guess I'm making a double effort to avoid making those same sorts'a mistakes again, you know? [Another chuckle.] So that's... me having made an ass of myself again, learning from my mistakes.
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He nods again and smiles lightly, hoping that he hasn't drug up any terrible memories for his new friend. His expression shifts to a mix of concern and astonishment, one of his hands coming up to rub at his forehead.] How in the world did you burn your eyebrows off? I can't imagine ...
[Laughing would be impolite, but he controls himself, lowering the hand to rest at his chin instead and glancing at the TAB in Lea's hand.] I'll be looking forward to listening to it, if you figure out what it's called.
[Kurt takes note of the almost bashful way Lea rubs his neck, his grin widening as he drops the arm back down and tips his head to the side. They may have only just met and he might be assuming a few things, yet Lea seems like a good person; he doesn't sense any hostility or anger like he might with other new arrivals. Maybe he's simply been lucky when it came to meeting the newcomers and ended up with all the nice ones? Nah, he can't be that fortunate. Still, he thinks Lea is kind and he gets extra points for the pirate thing and all these cool adventures he's seemed to have gone on.]
I know, ja. We all make mistakes, but learning from them and trying to better ourselves to make sure we don't make the same ones again is the best option. [A huff, his eyes narrowing playfully.] You should give yourself a little more credit where it's due.
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We're not even sure Nomura knows.), but he's confident that they'll be able to figure something out. They have to... right?[Maybe he'll try to explain this to Kurt one day, but not just yet. You have to be at least a Level Three friend to access that part of his backstory. Instead he just laughs brightly at Kurt's question.]
How? You want me to show you? [He pushes his sleeves up, though it's just for show, and then holds up one hand, fingers splayed dramatically and palm skyward. He pauses for just a second, glances at Kurt to make sure he's watching, and then calls a small tongue of flame to his hand. It's just big enough to look cool, maybe thrice the size of the flame from a flick lighter, resting comfortably in his palm, flickering away.] Granted, when I first learned how to do this, I sucked at it... [He rolls his wrist and lets the flame skirt to the back of his hand instead, dancing across his knuckles, and then lifts his index and middle fingers so it sits neatly at their tips, sort of ala a smoking gun.] Don't try it at home, kids, [he says as if he's speaking to a studio audience, and then blows the flame out and gestures at his face.] When I was first figuring out how to control it, I put way too much power into the flames, so they literally blew up in my face a few times.
[He snickers softly.] So I can definitely give myself credit for learning pretty quickly from that mistake, in any case.
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Yeah, explain that one, Nomura.) People usually didn't survive without organs, though maybe, if it were to be explained a little better, it'd make more sense. He may not know what happened, but that wouldn't stop him from cheering Lea on and hoping that he can get what he wants.Until then, he will have to be patient and figure out this whole 'moving up in friend level' thing.]
Absolutely, [he insists with no hesitation, his eyes lighting up when Lea holds his hand out. Oh, he's watching alright, so don't keep him in suspense for too long! Kurt gasps with surprise when the flame appears, mouth hanging open in awe and his right hand raising. He can't help his curiosity, it's simply a part of him and what urges him to reach closer to the fire in Lea's hand.] Ach, it's definitely hot! [Which means that it's real, and that would mean--] You're sort of like a metahuman. [He rubs his heated digits over his thigh and sets the hand back into his lap, still practically glowing with excitement as the other male rolls the flame over the back of his hand, then lets it settle at his fingertips.] It's incredible, Lea. Not-- not the blowing up in your face part, but the fire itself. I've never met anyone with elemental powers before.
[He purses his lips, trying to hold back a laugh of his own.] Ja, I would imagine that losing your eyebrows would be enough for you to catch on quickly enough to avoid that happening again.
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[He grins at Kurt's reaction. It's always a little refreshing to see somebody react to this sort of thing for the first time. After they know you can do it, it's never as genuinely amazing to them in the future. When Kurt lifts his hand as if to touch the flame, though, Lea recoils quickly, though apparently not quickly enough to prevent a little exclamation from Kurt.]
Well of course it's hot, you lunkhead, [he says, though not indictingly.] Are you okay? [He's laughing a little, but only because Kurt didn't manage to actually hurt himself.] Metahuman? [He's not familiar with the term, but he can parse what it means, for the most part.] Mm, magic is something I think just about anybody can do, back home, you just need training. I had no idea I could do this sort of thing until after I... uh... [Joined the mafia?] Well, I met some people who could do this sort of thing--control ice, control earth--and they helped me kind of figure out how things worked. Not enough to prevent me from burning my eyebrows off, but I guess it's better than nothing.
A lot of places I visited, people thought magic was a bunch of hooey, but I mean... I'm just a normal guy, so far as I know. [He shrugs.] I think anybody can do it, with the right training and such. [He might have had a bit of an advantage, seeing as how the whole Organization seemed to suddenly acquire impressive abilities upon the loss of their hearts, but Riku could do magic, and he'd never lost his heart. Donald, too, though he's not sure if being a talking duck has anything to do with that...]
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He's still left with the slightest warmth on his fingers, regardless of his attempts to be rid of it by rubbing them over his leg. A nervous chuckle escapes him, his shoulders shrugging at the 'lunkhead' comment and his head nodding toward the question.] Ja, I'm fine. I didn't get close enough to actually hurt myself. [He ponders a way of explaining the word, though when Lea continues speaking about magic, he can make the assumption that the redhead probably knows what he's talking about.] Anybody? It's funny that you say that because a friend of mine told me that in his world, only certain people could learn magic. [Pause.] ... do you think you'd be able to teach somebody?
[Don't let him talk you into teaching him magic, Lea. He might find reasons to use it against his housemates for pranks.] So, these people that you met helped you figure out how to use your power. Each of you could control a different element of some sort? [Should he ever get the chance to meet either of them, he's sure to have plenty of questions for other magic-wielders, especially a talking duck.]
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[He gives a nod then, looking contemplative.] Yeah, I mean... I think some people have a predilection toward certain types of magic and such... Like me, Fire is my game. I can cast other spells fairly well--Thunder, Aero--but certain types I just suck at. Don't ask me to demonstrate any ice-based magic, all you'll get is maybe a cold breeze and a puddle. But so far as I can tell, anybody has the potential. Not sure if that's limited to just the places I happen to have been to, though.
I could try. [He really wouldn't mind trying to teach Kurt magic; he's been a mentor/tutor before, and he kind of really enjoyed it. Doing something like that now, outside of the Organization's control, might actually be kind of fun. He gives a nod then.] Mm, like me, they could all cast other magic, too, but they kind of specialized in certain areas. Not always just elemental, either--one guy I knew was a wiz at casting illusions. Could make ya believe just about anything. It was kind of horrifying, honestly--he was one guy I always made an effort to try not to piss off.
[Don't trust talking ducks, Kurt, they never heal you when you need it. =__=]
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That makes a bit of sense, actually. See, back in my world, anyone who has an elemental power can only control one thing, like the fire or ice, but then there's a friend of mine that can control the entirety of the weather. It's really magnificent. [When it isn't trying to kill him, that is.]
No harm in giving it a go, ja? If it works, it works, if not then ... that's okay. I'll have to accept that I might not have a hand for magic. [Kurt nods this time, too, shifting to open the bag at his side and remove the package of oddly shaped tube 'fruit snacks' there; they sure look weird, but they're fruity and chewy, like they're supposed to be, so he's fine with the knock-offs. He tears into the package, removes a few colorful cylindrical treats and pops two into his mouth, offering the other one out to Lea. Green, like those wild eyes of his.] The things that someone could do with the power of illusion is more than a little frightening. [Pause, chew, swallow.] One could use someone else's deepest, darkest secrets and fears against them and render them unable to effectively fight back.
[gdit Donald, why are you so useless sometimes? 8|]
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[He accepts the fruit snack with an appreciative nod, sort of squishing it between two fingers experimentally before popping it into his mouth and making a pleased noise. Ooh, apple! He gives a nod then, his expression apprehensive.]
Yeah, no kidding. I always did my best to keep anything deep and dark away from that guy, but it really didn't make him any less menacing. [In theory, Ienzo still has that capability, too, in the same way Lea can still wield Axel's fire... Best not ever let Ienzo know he does actually feel a little guilty for having, you know, killed him horribly and all.
[He shifts a little where he sits and regards Kurt a moment.]
So... I have to ask... are you a 'metahuman', or something of the like, like you mentioned? I gotta admit, I've never met a blue guy with a tail before. [He wags a finger, grinning.] It's a pretty cool tail, for the record.
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[Another enthusiastic grin spreads across Kurt's face when Lea accepts the candy, the empty hand raising to cover his mouth in an attempt to stifle his snicker at the delighted sound the redhead makes. He'd chosen a perfect flavor for his new friend!]
Oh, uhm, [he pauses briefly, finishing his own snack before continuing,] deep and dark like, he 'broods' a lot or he's actually dark? [There isn't a lack of secrets Kurt would like to keep hush hush about on his end, either. Things happened and as he's said many times: 'The past is the past and that's where it should stay.'
The demon-eyed boy straightens his posture, spine straight and his shoulders back, his lips curved upward like the chesire cat. Maybe he's preening a tiny bit.]
I am, ja! 'Mutant' is what we usually introduce ourselves as, but if that makes you uncomfortable, 'metahuman' is absolutely fine. Even on Thisavrou, my appearance is peculiar - there aren't many people with my skin color and a tail. [His chest puffs a little more, the heart-shaped end of the mentioned appendage dipping over his left shoulder.] Thank you! It's also a rather useful tail.
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Oh, no, no, I mean I tried to keep a poker face while he was around, 'cuz I didn't wanna give him any ammo. I mean, he was kinda broody, but for what it's worth, I don't think he was evil or anything. I just didn't trust him a fraction of the distance I prolly could'a thrown him.
'Mutant', huh? [He shakes his head, smiling a little. The word might have something of a negative connotation in certain circumstances, but if it doesn't bother Kurt, that's good enough for him.] If that's the word you use, that's the word I'll use.