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Acht - [Action/Voice]

[One minute, Kurt was in the middle of hanging out in his room in the evening, literally upside down, reading through a book. The next, he suddenly found himself wondering why he was wasting time with books. Landing on the ground, he tosses the book aside and regards himself in a nearby mirror. He's in the same ragged clothing he's used to. He pulls the hood over his face, obscuring his features, and teleports out of the room.

After the sun goes down, a hooded figure will be prowling through the streets. His walk is a little odd, as he walks only on his toes. His tail lashes about freely behind him, often latching around objects to forcefully pull them down. He doesn't care much for regular humans, so any he comes across are likely to get a scowl. Although his face cannot be seen under the hood, his eyes will light up whenever he spots someone. He's also out to do some thievery, particularly whatever can be looted from outside a window without needing to go in. Or maybe he'll just drop by the bar and see if he can't get himself something to drink. It's not like the bartenders will withhold alcohol from something that doesn't even look human, right?

After getting bored, he decides to leave a message on the journals. Notably, his voice lacks the usual soft spoken German accent, but is now a harder, northern American accent.]

I'm getting sick of this hole. What's there to do around here for some real fun?

((ooc: AU information here. Yes, he'll be answering to a different name. He remembers Luceti and the people he's met here, although naturally these memories are a bit twisted. Also, if you want to let him steal anything, let me know. He'll be sure to give it back once he's his old self. Also, no special alt journal! Use your ~imagination~ to see him as looking a lot grungier than usual. He isn't in uniform.))

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[Graydon found the bar more or less empty, so he jumps up on the bar counter and begins going through the merchandise, paying no mind to the mess he's making. He finally settles on a beer bottle, using the pointed end of his tail to pop off the lid. With his back still turned to her, it's bottoms up as he takes a nice long swig.]

[Okay, that's Kurt. What is he - ?

She presses her lips together angrily as he starts making such a mess. And the drinking bothers her. It's not like she hasn't been around underage drinking before, going to parties and stuff, but seeing Kurt drink strikes a chord in her for some reason.

She puts her library books on a nearby table and storms up behind him, fully intending on smacking him on the back.]

Kurt! What are you doing!?

[Ow, now that smarts. Angrily he whirls on her, his eyes flashing as he focuses on her. Ugh, one of the Xavier kids. That annoying girl Lance is obsessed with.

... and that's the same name Noel called him. What the hell?]

What the hell does it look like I'm doing? [... that's definitely not his normal voice.]

[Oh, please, she didn't hit that hard. And...that reaction was totally unexpected. She unknowingly takes a half step away, surprise in her expression. Maybe even a little stunned.]

You're acting mega creepy. And like, since when do you drink?

The act matches the face. What's it to you what I do? Or do you X-Kids just got to stick your nose into everything we do?

[His tail wraps around the bottle, so he can set it on the bar out of the way. It's pretty clear why he's doing it, too. He's making himself ready in case this turns into a fight.]

[Reading his body language, she takes another half step away. Does he really think she wants to fight him? And why is he talking like that? Something is seriously wrong. When she speaks again, her voice is level. Keep a clear head, Pryde. He needs your help.]

Kurt, I don't want to fight you. You're acting weird and I'm just trying to figure out what's wrong. And what are you talking about, "we"? You are an X-man.

Like hell I am. And stop calling me that! I don't know who the hell this Kurt is, but it's not my name.

[Maybe she doesn't want to fight, but he's remaining ready to pounce. Yeah, he knows all about her phasing ability. It's annoying... but all he has to do is catch her by surprise.]

I'm calling you that because it is your name! I don't think you are who you think you are.

[Her heart is thundering in her chest. Kurt's never really scared her like this before. Startled, yes. Creeped her out, sure. But this is like being trapped in a room with a wild animal, and she can't help feeling afraid. Still, she tries not to show it.]

Edited 2010-12-02 18:37 (UTC)

My name is Graydon. Graydon Darkholme.

[He's savoring it. She might not be trying to show it, but he can tell. It's what makes being a freak so worth it. The fear it causes.]

[She hesitates. Darkholme? Why did that sound so familiar?]

That's not true, Kurt. The Malnosso did something to your brain to make you think that you're somebody else. Trust me, this isn't you. The guy I know is sweet and funny and noble and kind, and would never stalk around looking like some kind of wild animal, wanting to hurt me for no reason.

Edited 2010-12-02 18:55 (UTC)

Stop calling me that! [This time he practically snarls it out.] Don't act like we're friends and don't try blaming... this [he gestures to himself] on those bastards who stuck us here!

[She flinches at the outburst. Now she feels like crying, but she won't. She just takes a deep breath, swallows down as much emotion as she can and straightens herself.]

I'm not acting like anything. We are friends. You're my best friend. You're like a brother to me.

[By the time she reaches the end of her speech, her voice is starting to waver. It has little to do with fear.]

[Now he's just losing his patience. He hops off the bar to stand in front of her, jabbing a finger in her direction.]

Me? Your brother? Don't make me laugh, Shadowcat.

Why is that so hard to believe? Do you think I'd still be talking to you if I was lying?

I don't know what you're trying to prove here, but I don't care. So back off before I have to get rough.

What, is my caring threatening you? Would you really attack me because I'm trying to help?

I don't need your help. Especially not from you Xavier kids. None of us do. We're mutants. We want something, we can take it. [His tail goes back to the bottle, wrapping around it. He turns from her, taking it in hand so he can walk away.]

Kurt, please. [She walks up to him cautiously, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. If he lashes out at her, she's ready to phase.] You have to believe me. Whatever they did to you, you can fight it.

[He pulls his shoulder way, glaring back at her.]

You call me that one more time, I can't be held accountable for what happens next.

[She pulls her hand away.]

Why are you so angry?

Gee, I wonder. Maybe because I just wanted a drink alone.

No, it's something else. Everything about you is angry. You're like, even worse than Rogue.

[She can't let him leave. Not like this. She'll just keep analyzing him if that's enough to make him stay.]

[She wanted angry? Now she's getting angry, his eyes flare up again at that.]

I am nothing like her! Don't even compare the two of us!

[That is the creepiest thing she's ever seen. She has a hard time not reacting this time, but refuses to back off. Kurt is somewhere under there. She has to get him to snap out of it somehow.]

Then why are you acting just like her? I'm trying to help you and you're just pushing me away.

[Kurt? Kurt is nowhere to be found. Just an increasingly agitated teenager who is one moment away from attacking.]

Keep it up and I'll show you pushing.

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