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[Kurt arrived none too gently in the middle of the night, lying in front of the fountain. His head was dizzy, but when he finally came to, he realized people were walking by him without so much as looking at him, despite his current state. He realized it was night time, but he was still stunned that they didn't seem to notice him. It was only when he waved his own hand in front of his face and realized he could barely see it that he became suspicious. After moving into the light, it was almost as if he was not stepping from the shadows, but front a literal blanket of darkness. It was almost as if the darkness made him completely invisible.

After making his way to the roof, he realized that everything around him was so much clearer. It wasn't quite like daylight, but he could see even into the dark alleyways with almost perfect clarity. Whatever the Malnosso did to him, it was weird. He makes his way home that night, not realizing an even bigger surprise is waiting for him.]

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[The next day when Kurt goes out, he does so with a pair of sunglasses on, in order to cover his now glowing eyes. He avoids the Brigade meeting on purpose (and will be doing so for awhile), instead settling for the mundane task of a quick trip to the grocery store. He's trying to avoid being spotted, so most of his travel will be done by roof top. For the sake of his friends though, he does leave a voice post. He's still wearing his sunglasses for that.]

Hey everyone, it's Kurt. Looks like I'm back. I'm just ahhh... a little under the weather, yeah? I'll be back to normal in no time.

[At least, he hopes he will.]

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[Growing up as a freak all his whole life, a change like this might seem insignificant to others, but it just took him one step further from being 'normal'. He couldn't stand it.]

Yeah. These things never last forever. Besides, I can just... find some sunglasses.

[ but is slowly brings into perspective the fact that more might be amiss than just kurt's eyes.

so, worriedly: ] They haven't...have they done anything else? H-how are you?

I'm kind of tired. [He thinks his vision is better, owing to his new eyes. But then there's that strange thing happening with shadows...]

But I think that's it.

[ well, she reasons, it is the middle of the night. of course he would be tired. therefore, she should probably let him...

oh! ] Do you like apple pie?

[ logic leapfrog! ]

[Unfortunately keeping up with that logic leapfrog is kind of too much for him. It'll take him a moment to catch up.]

Apple pie?

I made so many of them. Last week and...and this week. Even yesterday, I made a few. I thought -- I thought I ought best to perfect the recipe before you got back, just in case you did like apple pie. Only now I'm realizing that I've made a grievous error. Perhaps you prefer rhubarb? And perhaps I should have been making rhubarb pies all along.

And I did once learn a wickedly good version of a strawberry rhubarb crumble...[ her tl;dr was threatening to tl some more without interruption. ]

[Once he hears strawberry, he quickly realizes he better stop her before she goes on forever.]

I like apple pie, Anne. Thanks.

You will have some, once you're hungry, won't you?

Ahh, yeah. Sure. [Actually... given the Malnosso are pretty skimpy feeding their subjects, he's feeling kind of famished right now.] Actually I'm hungry now.

...Then it is a grand thing indeed that I also stowed some ice cream in the ice-box, yesterday.

[The way she says that earns more of a smile. It's really nice to be 'home'. Or back among friends anyway.]

Yeah, a really grand thing.

Come -- [ though slightly younger, the girl had the benefit of having briefly been a schoolteacher back in avonlea to lend authority to her command. ] I'll set the kettle to boil and we will have your hunger sorted out straight away. Then it's off to bed with you.

[He's really in no state to resist, even teasingly, so he'll just follow along.] What's the kettle for?

No great adventure can be properly set to rest without a cup of strong but sweetened tea. I truly do not care that it is the middle of the night -- midnight is just as good a time as any other for a healing brew.

[ and she left the hall in search of the kitchen. ]

[He just follows behind, deciding not to object. He's no tea enthusiast, but the thought of something warm and soothing sounded pretty good right now.]

Thanks Anne.

[ if she sneaks glances over her shoulder at his wide, yellowed eyes then it is only with the utmost innocence; she is without horror or reproach, owning only curiousity. ]

You took me in from the cold, once. It's only fair that I now provide for you.

[He's about to object to that being a little too dramatic, but he decides to let her have it.]

Well it was winter then.

[ it is wise not to step between anne shirley and her drama. ]

And it will be winter again rather soon. It's amazing, how the time flies.

[ she fills the kettle. ]

Yeah. [He leans up against the counter while she busies herself.]

It's been a year for me.

I will have my year in just over a month. How it crept up on us, Kurt! [ a soft sigh. ] A whole year. I rather thought I would be doing something else, now.

[ she sets the kettle on the hob and works this magical mysterious electric stove. ]

Oh yeah? Like what?

[He figures it'd be a good distraction.]

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