[ Not. Still, he knows he deserves it. Someday, they'll live up to the X-Men name. Peter figures he at least has quite a few more talking tos and potential mess-ups though before that happens. One would think it wouldn't be hard to hone control of speed, but- It was tougher than even he treated it, sometimes. ]
They better not be. [ That's all he'll say with any hint of seriousness that he was extremely worried about Kurt's wellbeing. But if he's feeling alright enough to joke, he'll... probably be fine. ]
Pretend what happened? I'm just carrying you because you got so tired being my knight in shining armor you couldn't bear to walk anymore. That's the story that we're sticking to when we get back, right?
[taking into consideration charles will have to finish kurt's scolding, too. after peter's capture, he'd braved interrupting their mentor's reprimanding to volunteer for the rescue mission. what better way to kill two birds with one stone than addressing them both at the same time?
he offers a barely there nod then blinks, attention suddenly captured when the lighter-haired boy mentions that the only reason he's being carried is because he's tired. did that ... mean what he was thinking it should?] No idea what you're talking about. [an innocent baring of fangs.] I mean, as long as you don't mind zipping us by my room before we face whatever Charles has planned for us?
[ It wasn't that he doubted Kurt, really, just knew that he likely wasn't in any kind of state to be receiving a lecture. It meant a lot to Peter that he'd want to stand in next to him and get talked to. Honestly, it meant more to him than even he was willing to admit. Just... bro solidarity and all that. Yeah. Totally. Nothing to see here, nosiree, just two dudes being buds. Absolutely!!! ]
Psht, not a problem. We'll be there and back before even Charles knows it. [ A beat. ] Maybe. Charles knows everything, so. We'll see.
[he's a little surprised at how easily that came out, but it's nothing to think about much ... right?
after raising the hand not on his bleeding side to brush his bangs back, kurt glances up, doing his best with blinking through the slight fog on his brain. it's nothing urgent-- just a little blood loss and he has a feeling they're almost home! everything is fine, so long as he doesn't think about how worried peter had been.]
Well, he is a telepath. I wouldn't put it past him to already know, but I do trust Charles when he said he'd avoid prying into our minds without our permission. [another grin, though this one is way more on the cheeky side.]
[ Peter, too, is surprised how easily that came out. Plesantly surprised, that is. It's something he's happy to hear even if he won't say as such anytime soon. There's a lot he isn't about to say anytime soon like how he kind of enjoys the way that Kurt rests in his arms. The circumstances are shitty, sure, but if it had been other time he couldn't really say he would mind.
That's a thought that's tucked away for later (read: never) though because Nightcrawler is, in fact, bleeding. He's looking worse by the minute too with that foggy stare and - it might just be his imagination, honestly - getting colder under his grasp. They're on a time limit and the fastest kid alive isn't about to live up to his legacy of being just a little too late this time if he can help it. ]
Yeah, that's true. I guess he probably wouldn't without pretty good reason... Honestly, I think he's probably just as glad to stay out of our heads with some of the stuff that goes on in there.
[ He is only a young man, alright. There are some thoughts better to just be unknown, even to the professor. ]
[scarred blue cheeks tinting ever so slightly, kurt inclines his head, blatantly hiding the way his smile widens, despite his slight embarrassment. he likes peter-- maybe more than he's ready to admit just yet, but for now, knowing that his fellow mutant is appreciative of his offer seems to be enough.
and if it's any consolation, he's still breathing easy, tail flicking this way and that in a rather effortless manner. so, the coolness of his skin could be nonexistent, but the fact he leans closer, like he might be seeking some extra body heat says a lot. better safe than sorry, at this rate.
he raises his head once again, relief flooding through him at the sight of the mansion's gate, expressed in the sigh he expels.] Thank goodness, [he remarks, averting his gaze back to peter.]
Are you worried about what he might find in there? [a snicker.] I'm sure he's seen it all by now.
[ The self-same relief runs through Peter too at the familiar sight of the academy as they draw near. They made pretty good time. He wishes he could say he always does but they'd both know that was a lie. Clearly, if the fact that he'd too slow to stop this whole thing from happening was any indication. ]
Oh, yeah, I imagine the professor's seen some pretty out there stuff. My mind's probably not got too much he hasn't seen but- Still! Some things better left unseen. A guy's got to have some mystery, doesn't he?
[ As if 'mysterious' was ever an adjective that could be used to describe Peter Maximoff. Obnoxious, maybe, but certainly not anything along the vein of 'mysterious.' ]
You're totally [okay, now imagine this expression] mysterious. I'd even say you have a bit of an enigmatic air about you! [followed shortly after by a wide grin, all fangs and charm.]
I mean, all I know about you is you're fast, you used to live with your mom and you could definitely beat me in an eating contest. [maybe slight lowballing there, but kurt feels like what he's saying is true.
rather abruptly, he raises his head and meets peter's gaze full-on, eyes lighting with renewed vigor.] We should hang out together sometime. [a beat.] Like, when we aren't on a mission or studying together, you know?
[ In that sense, it might be true. That wasn't mystery or withholding so much as it was just the all of it laid out. For his confident front, there wasn't really a ton to show off when it came to the Maximoffs. Peter was fast, he used to live in his mom's basement, and he could out eat almost anyone in this academy. ]
Enigmatic, huh? I kind of like the sound of that. [ But only the sound because he has no idea what it means.
He blinks behind his goggles at the sudden shift. Yo wouldn't know that Kurt had been stabbed just recently with a smile like thaf, would you? And all for him. Not that he realize that just yet, of course. ]
Yeah, dude, totally. Once you back to 100%, we'll definitely hang out. I can even take you to the mall again or maybe a different one. How does that sound?
I thought you would! You seem like the mysterious type to me. [except not in the usual sense? it's hard for him to explain, so he hopes peter simply takes it as a compliment because he thinks he's super cool.
quicksilver had been right about one thing: a stab wound wouldn't be enough to keep him down. the pain has lessened and applying pressure to the injury restricts the blood-flow for now, which reassures him that they'll have no problem getting him fixed up.]
There's more than one? [kurt blinks, almost looking incredulous at the idea.] Not that I didn't like the one I went to before, but— [imagine the possibilities! all those other stores he has yet to encounter, the undiscovered food courts and arcades ...]
I'd love to experience another. Do you have a favorite? [hopefully, his subtlety is still in full effect.] Maybe we could go there.
[ You know what? He will. While it might be something he's not often called maybe it can be added to his repertoire. Why not? A man can never have too many labels! (He can, in fact, have too many labels.) ]
There are so many, dude. And some really famous ones, too! Mall of America is gigantic. I can't say it's my favorite because, well, I've never been but... I always wanted to go.
[good! at the very least, peter can say he has a variety of them and can't be designated to one thing. (which — in his own opinion — seems to be a good thing?)
kurt focuses solely on his friend again, spellbound by the idea of visiting this huge mall with its many stores and indoor rollarcoaster. yes, he's searched for the place. who wouldn't with attractions like that? although--]
I'd love to, but— [he pauses, reluctantly breaks away to look up the stairs they've reached.] Are you sure that's something you'd like to experience with me? [because when he imagines all the attention they'd doubtlessly get with his peculiar appearance, nightcrawler can't help feeling self-conscious.]
[ It doesn't occur to him at all about how odd it might seem. After all, they went before didn't they-? It's a risk he's willing to take besides.
Especially if it meant making his friend happy. ]
Of course it is! How else am I going to prove to you - and everyone - that I'm the best at Pac Man in any mall?
[ It's a bold claim but one that he's more than ready to back up. Besides, it's an easy excuse to hide the truth that he'd really just like to spend more time with Kurt to make up for all... this. This trouble that he caused. It might not be the most direct way but is, in fact, one he shows that he cares. ]
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[ Not. Still, he knows he deserves it. Someday, they'll live up to the X-Men name. Peter figures he at least has quite a few more talking tos and potential mess-ups though before that happens. One would think it wouldn't be hard to hone control of speed, but- It was tougher than even he treated it, sometimes. ]
They better not be. [ That's all he'll say with any hint of seriousness that he was extremely worried about Kurt's wellbeing. But if he's feeling alright enough to joke, he'll... probably be fine. ]
Pretend what happened? I'm just carrying you because you got so tired being my knight in shining armor you couldn't bear to walk anymore. That's the story that we're sticking to when we get back, right?
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[taking into consideration charles will have to finish kurt's scolding, too. after peter's capture, he'd braved interrupting their mentor's reprimanding to volunteer for the rescue mission. what better way to kill two birds with one stone than addressing them both at the same time?
he offers a barely there nod then blinks, attention suddenly captured when the lighter-haired boy mentions that the only reason he's being carried is because he's tired. did that ... mean what he was thinking it should?] No idea what you're talking about. [an innocent baring of fangs.] I mean, as long as you don't mind zipping us by my room before we face whatever Charles has planned for us?
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[ It wasn't that he doubted Kurt, really, just knew that he likely wasn't in any kind of state to be receiving a lecture. It meant a lot to Peter that he'd want to stand in next to him and get talked to. Honestly, it meant more to him than even he was willing to admit. Just... bro solidarity and all that. Yeah. Totally. Nothing to see here, nosiree, just two dudes being buds. Absolutely!!! ]
Psht, not a problem. We'll be there and back before even Charles knows it. [ A beat. ] Maybe. Charles knows everything, so. We'll see.
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[he's a little surprised at how easily that came out, but it's nothing to think about much ... right?
after raising the hand not on his bleeding side to brush his bangs back, kurt glances up, doing his best with blinking through the slight fog on his brain. it's nothing urgent-- just a little blood loss and he has a feeling they're almost home! everything is fine, so long as he doesn't think about how worried peter had been.]
Well, he is a telepath. I wouldn't put it past him to already know, but I do trust Charles when he said he'd avoid prying into our minds without our permission. [another grin, though this one is way more on the cheeky side.]
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That's a thought that's tucked away for later (read: never) though because Nightcrawler is, in fact, bleeding. He's looking worse by the minute too with that foggy stare and - it might just be his imagination, honestly - getting colder under his grasp. They're on a time limit and the fastest kid alive isn't about to live up to his legacy of being just a little too late this time if he can help it. ]
Yeah, that's true. I guess he probably wouldn't without pretty good reason... Honestly, I think he's probably just as glad to stay out of our heads with some of the stuff that goes on in there.
[ He is only a young man, alright. There are some thoughts better to just be unknown, even to the professor. ]
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and if it's any consolation, he's still breathing easy, tail flicking this way and that in a rather effortless manner. so, the coolness of his skin could be nonexistent, but the fact he leans closer, like he might be seeking some extra body heat says a lot. better safe than sorry, at this rate.
he raises his head once again, relief flooding through him at the sight of the mansion's gate, expressed in the sigh he expels.] Thank goodness, [he remarks, averting his gaze back to peter.]
Are you worried about what he might find in there? [a snicker.] I'm sure he's seen it all by now.
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Oh, yeah, I imagine the professor's seen some pretty out there stuff. My mind's probably not got too much he hasn't seen but- Still! Some things better left unseen. A guy's got to have some mystery, doesn't he?
[ As if 'mysterious' was ever an adjective that could be used to describe Peter Maximoff. Obnoxious, maybe, but certainly not anything along the vein of 'mysterious.' ]
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I mean, all I know about you is you're fast, you used to live with your mom and you could definitely beat me in an eating contest. [maybe slight lowballing there, but kurt feels like what he's saying is true.
rather abruptly, he raises his head and meets peter's gaze full-on, eyes lighting with renewed vigor.] We should hang out together sometime. [a beat.] Like, when we aren't on a mission or studying together, you know?
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Enigmatic, huh? I kind of like the sound of that. [ But only the sound because he has no idea what it means.
He blinks behind his goggles at the sudden shift. Yo wouldn't know that Kurt had been stabbed just recently with a smile like thaf, would you? And all for him. Not that he realize that just yet, of course. ]
Yeah, dude, totally. Once you back to 100%, we'll definitely hang out. I can even take you to the mall again or maybe a different one. How does that sound?
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quicksilver had been right about one thing: a stab wound wouldn't be enough to keep him down. the pain has lessened and applying pressure to the injury restricts the blood-flow for now, which reassures him that they'll have no problem getting him fixed up.]
There's more than one? [kurt blinks, almost looking incredulous at the idea.] Not that I didn't like the one I went to before, but— [imagine the possibilities! all those other stores he has yet to encounter, the undiscovered food courts and arcades ...]
I'd love to experience another. Do you have a favorite? [hopefully, his subtlety is still in full effect.] Maybe we could go there.
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There are so many, dude. And some really famous ones, too! Mall of America is gigantic. I can't say it's my favorite because, well, I've never been but... I always wanted to go.
So, hey, maybe we could do that.
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kurt focuses solely on his friend again, spellbound by the idea of visiting this huge mall with its many stores and indoor rollarcoaster. yes, he's searched for the place. who wouldn't with attractions like that? although--]
I'd love to, but— [he pauses, reluctantly breaks away to look up the stairs they've reached.] Are you sure that's something you'd like to experience with me? [because when he imagines all the attention they'd doubtlessly get with his peculiar appearance, nightcrawler can't help feeling self-conscious.]
&fade as discussed!!!
Especially if it meant making his friend happy. ]
Of course it is! How else am I going to prove to you - and everyone - that I'm the best at Pac Man in any mall?
[ It's a bold claim but one that he's more than ready to back up. Besides, it's an easy excuse to hide the truth that he'd really just like to spend more time with Kurt to make up for all... this. This trouble that he caused. It might not be the most direct way but is, in fact, one he shows that he cares. ]