Kurt and Kitty, backdated to 7/2/17
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ax_mainKitty and Kurt meet in the Danger Room.
If Kurt hadn’t already made up his mind to stay at the school the gymnastics simulation in the Danger Room would have done the job for him. He spent a lot of his free time there, making use of the various equipment. There was no trapeze, but there were rings and a balance beam and uneven bars and the breathless, racing joy of not falling, but flying.
Feeling Good blared over the Danger Room’s speakers as Kurt flung himself back and forth between the uneven bars. He launched himself into the air, spun like a top, and came back down, catching hold of the bars again to swing himself back up. He kept moving, swinging and flipping and jumping, completely lost in this—In flying and feeling like himself again.
Even from the locker room, Kitty could hear the music, and by the time she'd changed into her yoga clothes, she was already dancing around, swinging her hips - not in the zen kind of mood she'd meant to be in. So, okay, maybe yoga wasn't in the cards today, but with that kind of music, she had to see what was going on. She definitely wasn't disappointed when she walked through the doors, stopping to stare at the flying blue acrobat moving through the room like it was second nature.
Kurt landed neatly on the floor mat at the song’s end, grinning from ear to ear and breathless with exhilaration. He walked over to the edge of the mat as another song started, and picked up his bottled water. He cracked the top, fingers slipping on the condensation-slick plastic, and took a long drink. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he turned and—realized he wasn’t alone anymore. “Oh. Hallo.”
Kitty couldn't help staring...and grinning. Okay. So he was blue. And had a tail. He was definitely the weirdest thing she'd seen yet. But what he could do? "Oh man. That was amazing.”
Grinning charmingly, Kurt swept into a showman’s bow. “Danke. Had I know I had an audience I would have shown off.”
She pursed her lips, but couldn't help grinning at him. He was just. Adorable. "I'm Kitty, by the way.”
“Kurt Wagner,” Kurt introduced, walking over to offer Kitty a hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
Kitty hated herself for hesitating for a moment - for looking down at his hand and staring at it like it wasn't a living person's hand. But she did. There was that beat of hesitation before she mentally kicked herself and quickly grabbed it in a tight squeeze. "Uh, likewise.”
Kurt noticed the hesitation, but said nothing about it. It was what one did after one’s gut reaction that mattered the most, was it not? And Kitty had shaken his hand. “How long have you been at the school?” he asked.
“I was like, the third or fourth person here I think," Kitty smiled. "But not too long, really. How about you?”
“A little over a week,” Kurt answered. He didn’t really count his stay in the infirmary as his first days. “So, not too long either.”
"Where did you learn how to do all of," Kitty waved her hand at the entire gym, still in awe. “that?"
Kurt beamed, proud and flattered. He was, at heart, a showman and couldn’t resist praise. “The circus,” he answered. “I was a trapeze artist back in Germany—The Incredible Nightcrawler!”
"Okay, I admit, that is a freaking awesome name," Kitty grinned. "And you're here? Why Xavier’s?"
“To be around other mutants.” It was the truth, if not the whole truth. Kurt still wasn’t comfortable talking about the whole truth yet. “I had never met another person like me.”
Kitty spread her arms with a smile. "You have now!”
“Ja!” Kurt agreed, grinning. “You, Tommy, Bobby, Professor Xavier… I know more mutants now than I can count on my hand.” He held one up and waved it.
Kitty couldn't help giggling at that, pulling her hand up to cover her mouth as she did. Okay, he was kind of awesome. "Wow, if you've only met Tommy and Bobby so far, you must have a really low opinion of the seriousness-curve around here. Those two are trouble.”
Kurt chuckled. “I cannot argue with that. But, ah, trouble can be good sometimes. Without it, we would not have its opposite to balance it out and that is what you are, yes?” He smiled warmly.
"Okay, I mean, I can be trouble sometimes," Kitty laughed. "What about you?”
“Oh, I am nothing but trouble,” Kurt lightheartedly replied with a grin.
"Good to know," she grinned. "So, is that your thing? Your agility? You were amazing.”
“Oh, danke, danke,” Kurt said with a bit of a bow, flattered. “But, no, my thing is teleportation.” He disappeared in a flash of purplish black smoke and reappeared in a similar flash perched atop the higher of the uneven bars.
Kitty's eyes widened as she muffled a soft cough. Oh, the smell...that was, was that sulfur? “Oh....wow."
Taking hold of the bar, Kurt dropped forward so he hung upside-down. “Neat, ja?”
"So...neat." Kitty paused. "Not to be rude, but what is that smell? It's almost volcanic.”
Kurt shrugged. “I do not know. It happens when I teleport.”
Kitty was intrigued, her eyes brightening in curiosity. "Really. There has to be a reason. Maybe a chemical reaction caused by the displacement of your matter…"
Shrugging again, Kurt said, “Maybe. I do not know.” He’d never really thought about it either. It was just a thing he could do like some people were double-jointed or could curl their tongue. Maybe he should have been thinking about it.
Kurt dropped from the bar, flipping in mid-air to land on his feet. “What is it you can do?”
"Oh," Kitty grinned, then reached out to pass her hand through one of the stabilizers for the bars. "Quantum tunneling. I phase through stuff.”
“Now, that is neat,” Kurt said, impressed. “Can you—” What was the word Kitty had used? “Phase through anything?”
"Anything that I can hold my breath through," Kitty agreed. "Denser metals hurt a bit, but I'm working on that.”
Kurt nodded, considering that along with what he knew about molecules. Which wasn’t very much. “Can you phase through people?”
She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, but...it's weird, you know? And half the time I'm afraid I'm going to give them brain damage.”
Kurt changed his mind about asking Kitty to phase through his hand. “Does phasing feel like anything?”
"It hurt at first, but now it's just kind of tingly," Kitty told him.
Kurt made a sympathetic sound. “Teleporting used to make me nauseous,” he shared.
"Ew," Kitty wrinkled her nose. "I mean, I guess it makes sense, but ugh. I'll take the pain and tingling any day.”
Kurt teleported again, moving just a few scant feet to the left. “It was worth it.”
She laughed, waving a hand. "Okay, okay, I get it. You got a heap of cool powers in the X-gene lottery.”
“So cool,” Kurt confirmed, grinning. “But, so did you! You can literally walk through walls.”
"Yeah," Kitty grinned and shrugged. "Though I'm starting to have to redefine what my idea of 'boundaries' is.”
Kurt chuckled. “I have had to do the same since being able to teleport. I forget not everyone is comfortable with a suddenly appearing furball.”
"I know, right?" Kitty asked excitedly. Finally! Someone understood her pain! "I keep scaring people every time I phase through a wall, and it's like, ugh, this is my life now!”
“Ach, ja!” Kurt agreed, just as excited. “They are, like, jeez, put on a bell, but if I put on a bell it would make no difference! I am still suddenly appearing only now I am jingling!”
Kitty laughed. "Yeah, that wouldn't work for me either. I don't think sound waves work the same way when I'm in a phased state. Although...that would be an interesting experiment," she noted to herself.
“Can people hear you when you talk?” Kurt asked.
"I may need to test that. But not right now. I want to see more of your mad skills!" Kitty poked him in the shoulder.
Kurt pointed over his shoulder at the uneven bars. “On that?”
"Are you awesome at anything else?" she asked curiously.
"Acrobatics. Tumbling. The trapeze." The last was said wistfully. Kurt missed the trapeze.
"Hey, you should ask the Professor to install one for you! I mean, I bet some of the other kids would love to try it too. Especially the flying ones," Kitty suggested.
Kurt looked hopeful. “Do you really think?” He couldn’t imagine someone building an entire trapeze set just for him.
"Never hurts to ask, right?" she smiled.
“I guess not!” Kurt couldn’t really argue with that. “If he said yes, would you want to learn?”
Kitty tapped her lips, then smiled. "It would definitely come in handy when I'm phasing and moving weirdly. So yes. Definitely. Um. With a net.”
“Of course with a net!” Kurt said with a laugh. “A net for everyone, even the flyers. It is important to do practice and perform safely.” That had been his first trapeze lesson.
Kitty grinned. "Then absolutely. You get the trapeze, and I'll bring the people.”
Kurt extended a hand. “Deal.”
She grasped his hand, a little awkwardly at first, because, uh, odd number of blue furry fingers? But then squeezed his hand and smiled. "Deal."
If Kurt hadn’t already made up his mind to stay at the school the gymnastics simulation in the Danger Room would have done the job for him. He spent a lot of his free time there, making use of the various equipment. There was no trapeze, but there were rings and a balance beam and uneven bars and the breathless, racing joy of not falling, but flying.
Feeling Good blared over the Danger Room’s speakers as Kurt flung himself back and forth between the uneven bars. He launched himself into the air, spun like a top, and came back down, catching hold of the bars again to swing himself back up. He kept moving, swinging and flipping and jumping, completely lost in this—In flying and feeling like himself again.
Even from the locker room, Kitty could hear the music, and by the time she'd changed into her yoga clothes, she was already dancing around, swinging her hips - not in the zen kind of mood she'd meant to be in. So, okay, maybe yoga wasn't in the cards today, but with that kind of music, she had to see what was going on. She definitely wasn't disappointed when she walked through the doors, stopping to stare at the flying blue acrobat moving through the room like it was second nature.
Kurt landed neatly on the floor mat at the song’s end, grinning from ear to ear and breathless with exhilaration. He walked over to the edge of the mat as another song started, and picked up his bottled water. He cracked the top, fingers slipping on the condensation-slick plastic, and took a long drink. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he turned and—realized he wasn’t alone anymore. “Oh. Hallo.”
Kitty couldn't help staring...and grinning. Okay. So he was blue. And had a tail. He was definitely the weirdest thing she'd seen yet. But what he could do? "Oh man. That was amazing.”
Grinning charmingly, Kurt swept into a showman’s bow. “Danke. Had I know I had an audience I would have shown off.”
She pursed her lips, but couldn't help grinning at him. He was just. Adorable. "I'm Kitty, by the way.”
“Kurt Wagner,” Kurt introduced, walking over to offer Kitty a hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
Kitty hated herself for hesitating for a moment - for looking down at his hand and staring at it like it wasn't a living person's hand. But she did. There was that beat of hesitation before she mentally kicked herself and quickly grabbed it in a tight squeeze. "Uh, likewise.”
Kurt noticed the hesitation, but said nothing about it. It was what one did after one’s gut reaction that mattered the most, was it not? And Kitty had shaken his hand. “How long have you been at the school?” he asked.
“I was like, the third or fourth person here I think," Kitty smiled. "But not too long, really. How about you?”
“A little over a week,” Kurt answered. He didn’t really count his stay in the infirmary as his first days. “So, not too long either.”
"Where did you learn how to do all of," Kitty waved her hand at the entire gym, still in awe. “that?"
Kurt beamed, proud and flattered. He was, at heart, a showman and couldn’t resist praise. “The circus,” he answered. “I was a trapeze artist back in Germany—The Incredible Nightcrawler!”
"Okay, I admit, that is a freaking awesome name," Kitty grinned. "And you're here? Why Xavier’s?"
“To be around other mutants.” It was the truth, if not the whole truth. Kurt still wasn’t comfortable talking about the whole truth yet. “I had never met another person like me.”
Kitty spread her arms with a smile. "You have now!”
“Ja!” Kurt agreed, grinning. “You, Tommy, Bobby, Professor Xavier… I know more mutants now than I can count on my hand.” He held one up and waved it.
Kitty couldn't help giggling at that, pulling her hand up to cover her mouth as she did. Okay, he was kind of awesome. "Wow, if you've only met Tommy and Bobby so far, you must have a really low opinion of the seriousness-curve around here. Those two are trouble.”
Kurt chuckled. “I cannot argue with that. But, ah, trouble can be good sometimes. Without it, we would not have its opposite to balance it out and that is what you are, yes?” He smiled warmly.
"Okay, I mean, I can be trouble sometimes," Kitty laughed. "What about you?”
“Oh, I am nothing but trouble,” Kurt lightheartedly replied with a grin.
"Good to know," she grinned. "So, is that your thing? Your agility? You were amazing.”
“Oh, danke, danke,” Kurt said with a bit of a bow, flattered. “But, no, my thing is teleportation.” He disappeared in a flash of purplish black smoke and reappeared in a similar flash perched atop the higher of the uneven bars.
Kitty's eyes widened as she muffled a soft cough. Oh, the smell...that was, was that sulfur? “Oh....wow."
Taking hold of the bar, Kurt dropped forward so he hung upside-down. “Neat, ja?”
"So...neat." Kitty paused. "Not to be rude, but what is that smell? It's almost volcanic.”
Kurt shrugged. “I do not know. It happens when I teleport.”
Kitty was intrigued, her eyes brightening in curiosity. "Really. There has to be a reason. Maybe a chemical reaction caused by the displacement of your matter…"
Shrugging again, Kurt said, “Maybe. I do not know.” He’d never really thought about it either. It was just a thing he could do like some people were double-jointed or could curl their tongue. Maybe he should have been thinking about it.
Kurt dropped from the bar, flipping in mid-air to land on his feet. “What is it you can do?”
"Oh," Kitty grinned, then reached out to pass her hand through one of the stabilizers for the bars. "Quantum tunneling. I phase through stuff.”
“Now, that is neat,” Kurt said, impressed. “Can you—” What was the word Kitty had used? “Phase through anything?”
"Anything that I can hold my breath through," Kitty agreed. "Denser metals hurt a bit, but I'm working on that.”
Kurt nodded, considering that along with what he knew about molecules. Which wasn’t very much. “Can you phase through people?”
She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, but...it's weird, you know? And half the time I'm afraid I'm going to give them brain damage.”
Kurt changed his mind about asking Kitty to phase through his hand. “Does phasing feel like anything?”
"It hurt at first, but now it's just kind of tingly," Kitty told him.
Kurt made a sympathetic sound. “Teleporting used to make me nauseous,” he shared.
"Ew," Kitty wrinkled her nose. "I mean, I guess it makes sense, but ugh. I'll take the pain and tingling any day.”
Kurt teleported again, moving just a few scant feet to the left. “It was worth it.”
She laughed, waving a hand. "Okay, okay, I get it. You got a heap of cool powers in the X-gene lottery.”
“So cool,” Kurt confirmed, grinning. “But, so did you! You can literally walk through walls.”
"Yeah," Kitty grinned and shrugged. "Though I'm starting to have to redefine what my idea of 'boundaries' is.”
Kurt chuckled. “I have had to do the same since being able to teleport. I forget not everyone is comfortable with a suddenly appearing furball.”
"I know, right?" Kitty asked excitedly. Finally! Someone understood her pain! "I keep scaring people every time I phase through a wall, and it's like, ugh, this is my life now!”
“Ach, ja!” Kurt agreed, just as excited. “They are, like, jeez, put on a bell, but if I put on a bell it would make no difference! I am still suddenly appearing only now I am jingling!”
Kitty laughed. "Yeah, that wouldn't work for me either. I don't think sound waves work the same way when I'm in a phased state. Although...that would be an interesting experiment," she noted to herself.
“Can people hear you when you talk?” Kurt asked.
"I may need to test that. But not right now. I want to see more of your mad skills!" Kitty poked him in the shoulder.
Kurt pointed over his shoulder at the uneven bars. “On that?”
"Are you awesome at anything else?" she asked curiously.
"Acrobatics. Tumbling. The trapeze." The last was said wistfully. Kurt missed the trapeze.
"Hey, you should ask the Professor to install one for you! I mean, I bet some of the other kids would love to try it too. Especially the flying ones," Kitty suggested.
Kurt looked hopeful. “Do you really think?” He couldn’t imagine someone building an entire trapeze set just for him.
"Never hurts to ask, right?" she smiled.
“I guess not!” Kurt couldn’t really argue with that. “If he said yes, would you want to learn?”
Kitty tapped her lips, then smiled. "It would definitely come in handy when I'm phasing and moving weirdly. So yes. Definitely. Um. With a net.”
“Of course with a net!” Kurt said with a laugh. “A net for everyone, even the flyers. It is important to do practice and perform safely.” That had been his first trapeze lesson.
Kitty grinned. "Then absolutely. You get the trapeze, and I'll bring the people.”
Kurt extended a hand. “Deal.”
She grasped his hand, a little awkwardly at first, because, uh, odd number of blue furry fingers? But then squeezed his hand and smiled. "Deal."
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