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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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[Now there's a friendly voice she hasn't heard in awhile.] Kurt! [Oh, wait. Too excited. He said he was feeling under the weather.] Everything all right?

[ anne has never been a particularly heavy sleeper -- not when her imagination likes to run away with her at every new sound in the night. therefore, when a rustle wakes her in the middle of the night? well...her mind starts a-churning. a burglar? did luceti have those?

cautiously, she creeps out from her bed and reaches for a very heavy, hard-covered tome of poetry. as good a weapon as any other, given the circumstances.

she tip-toes out of her room and into the hall -- a would-be hero in a flowery nightgown. ]

[Whoa, that's not a voice he was expecting. It's not even half a second before he realizes who it is.]

Alexis! You're back?

[ It was just one of those nights. This was the third nightmare to wake Rogue up with a gasp and she was resigned to the fact that she just. Wasn't going to get to sleep. She shakes her head to clear the faint ghost-smell of smoke and brimstone from her mind and slips on her clothes.

She'll go to the Battle Dome. Leave a note on her pillow like a good girl. And run a sim until she actually felt tired enough to sleep, then - hopefully - commandeer a bed in the Med Lab.

She tucks her gloves on tightly and slips out the front door, blinking as she adjusts to the darkness. ]

[With the lights out and Kurt just looking for his room, he is nothing more than a shadowy figure with glowing eyes. But he can see Anne perfectly fine. It's easy to forget she can't, so he raises a finger to his lips to shush her, not realizing she won't be able to see it.]

I'll have you know that I am quite aware that you're there -- whoever you are. [ she whispers a very damning tirade of scolding into the darkness...lights, there! she can see them!

...a ghost? ] And I'll also have you know that I am not afraid of poltergeists or other restless spirits. Not afraid at all.

[Normally Kurt would teleport straight into his room, but right now he feels like that he'd be doing that a drunk 'porter and who knows how that would end. When he sees Rogue stepping out of the house, he's definitely relieved. He's currently standing in the shadow of the house, with not even the Moon illuminating his approach. Still, tired as he is, he forces a smile anyway.]

Hey Rogue.

Yeah. Just got in a few days ago. It hasn't been long at all.

[It's then he realizes it's still dark inside. He's naturally hesitant at Anne seeing him like this. Having already ran into Rogue, he's been filled in on this new change.]

Ahh, calm down Anne! It's me, yeah? Just... don't freak out.

Kurt? [She whirls towards the voice, her own tone - for once - unabashedly enthusiastic] You're--

[And that's abruptly curbed] Where are you?

Wow. You've been gone for months. [And... well, apparently she remembers everything.]

It's been a year for me.

[ h-his voice! her eyes widen and her upraised arm -- trembling above her head with that heavy volume of verse wielded.

her arm drops. ]

Kurt!

[ a giddy, hopeful expression. and she's rushing forward. sure enough, once she's closer, she can make the shape of him out with much more ease. ]

You can't see me?

[When he realizes she seems to be only looking at his 'voice' and not him, he ends up confused. It's not that dark, is it? But then, those people didn't see him in the plaza. The light coming from the doorway isn't that far, so he steps out into the light.]

Better?

... weird. I'd say welcome back, but... [She was in a pretty terrible state last he saw her.]

Y--holy shit. [That? That tone is surprised horror.

Please still be Kurt.]

Kurt?

Hey Anne. [He's kind of curious if she really can see him. Still, he turns away, flicking on the light switch. He keeps his back to her for the moment.]

[Okay so that wasn't the reaction he was expecting. He isn't sure what she's terrified at, but he's suddenly staring at his hands as if expecting them to be covered in blood.]

... yeah? What's wrong?

Ah!

[ the fluorescent light floods the hallway and anne clutches the book to her chest -- blinking wildly. ]

Y-your eyes! They're...they're yellow! But why are your eyes yellow?

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Your eyes...

[But it is Kurt. Michael was good, but there was just no way he could actually fake concern. He didn't have that much of a heart left in him to do it in any way which was convincing.

And Rogue knew Kurt.]

No offense, but I'd rather be home, you know? Still, good to hear your voice.

[He lowers his head, trying to keep his eyes from being so obvious.]

I don't know. [Except... that house of mirrors, he saw other Kurts with eyes like these.]

Yeah... I can't blame you for that. [Right now he kinda wishes he was too.] Are you okay?

[ gone are the days when anne would have callously made up some horror story to accompany those eyes -- some great possession, perhaps. or a sign from the beyond. no, time and companionship have done well to temper her intrusive bursts of imagination.

but she does hold out a hand. she's tentative not because of his eyes but because it's kurt. and she worries. ]

Was it them? Did they do this to you? I have heard of people coming back...changed.

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