bamfing | Einundzwanzig - [Voice/Action]

[Some broken filters appear on the journals briefly. With Melanie off on a mission and Mikage gone, Kurt was really hoping for someone to hang out with. At first he tries a filter for Flynn- but it's broken. So he tries to do the same to Rapunzel, to ask about Flynn, but that has the same result. Thus leaving Kurt without two of his best bros in Luceti. Talk about a downer. He had only been back from a mission for a few days and it was already such a downer. But. He feels obligated to pass the message along:]

It looks like Flynn and Rapunzel have gone off home together. Maybe they'll get lucky and he'll get to show her those lights, yeah?

[Actually, now that Mikage is gone, he's kind of lost his main sparring partner. Maybe it's about time he found someone a little more advanced...]

Also... anyone else into fencing?

[Over at the Dome, Kurt will be setting himself up a program to give himself a full workout of his abilities. The setting is a large castle-skyscraper, with plenty of bright spots and shadowy places all about, not to mention places to fall from. The computer has randomly generated a maze like passageway inside with lots of tight spaces, open corridors, and larger rooms. It's also filled with all manner of knights, soldiers, ninjas, vikings, street thugs, special agents, and so on. He wasn't going for authenticity, just the challenge. This time around he's going in their solo. Unusually he's armed with two sabers and a cutlass. The two sabers are strapped handily across his back, whereas the cutlass is alongside his waist, but oddly the hilt is facing backwards. That's so he can use it for his tail.

It's been awhile since he's run a program like this. Ever since the draft he's rarely used human enemies, because it reminds him of the fact he had to kill. That's been hard for him and utterly shook him to his core. In any case, this is his first time running a scenario where he has to use his blades to kill his opponents. Throughout the scenario, Kurt will be showing off just how much he's advanced. He's a whirlwind of blades as he jumps from ceiling to wall to floor, cutting down foes, tripping them, and whipping his tail around to take each one down. It's exhilarating and more than that, incredibly difficult. It's almost enough to make Wolverine proud. Of course, at the very end, he gets to rescue the 'princess'. Who may or may not coincidentally look like Melanie, only in a big poofy dress. Don't worry, he won't make out with a virtual copy of his girlfriend. She's just the end goal.

His exploits are easily seen up in the viewing area, but once he's finished using up his time slot, he'll emerge from his chamber looking utterly exhausted. That has to be his most intense of workouts in a long time. As soon as he gets out, he'll be finding the first seat he can to just collapse. This is one blue elf that's going to be sore tomorrow. Maybe he could use this as an excuse to get out of Danger Room practice later.]

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Yeah, I'll do that. Once I figure out how to move my legs again, anyway. Even my tail is worn out.

[For once it's just laying there droopy and sad.]

[She sighs.]

C'mon. Up ya go. Or else you'll be jelly for the next two days.

[Fiiiiine. He pulls himself back up, suddenly wishing he had lighter weapons.]

Three swords only seem cool until you have to carry them around everywhere.

[Rogue will take pity on him and commandeer one of those swords.]

Seem pretty cool when you're wackin' everything in sight, too.

[This is why she's a great sister. He appreciates the lack of weight.]

Oh, that? I guess that was alright. It only works in there, though. I couldn't do it with a team, which makes it pretty pointless.

[It's easy to zip around half-blind when everyone around him is a target to be killed. But if it was around comrades? And enemies that he's only trying to disable? He can't imagine ever being that good.]

[Rogue just shakes her head.]

An' two months ago, did ya think you'd be doin' that as well as ya are? Ya never know what'll happen if ya keep pushin' it.

[Which, note, she is not advocating one way or the other. But in the swamps, when they were fighting on the last day and separated? Yeah. Worst day of her life. She feels better knowing you're able to go all tornado on people.]

[Well he'd hoped to be doing more dashing stunts and maybe growing a heroic mustache. But fuzzface is his fate for life. So tornado blading is probably a good substitute.]

Yeah, maybe. It's just not easy to pay attention to who and what you're fighting when moving that fast.

Maybe ya can start puttin' on some sort of beacon. [She flashes him a quick smile.] You know. Make it harder.

[Skeptical.]

A beacon? What kind of beacon?

Somethin' ta set apart the people in the sim. Tag 'em as team members by makin' 'em glow on and off or something.

Maybe, but it's not like you guys will be wearing them if we're ever in a fight.

[She shrugs.] That's not the point. The point is ta practice your spacial awareness. See if ya can make it so that it'll work while it's really obvious, an' then move on ta Xs or something.

[And Logan thought she didn't listen when he talked. Ha!]

[Oh, well, hey. That kind of makes sense. If only he had listened to Logan when he talked!]

I'll have to try it. But ahh, maybe not today. Right now the only thing I want is a gallon of water and my bed.

We're almost to the vendin' machine. [A lightly teasing look.] Think ya can make it that far?

Almost is up stairs! [He doesn't even have a bamf in him!]

[Without any visible trace of sympathy:] It'll be good for ya.

You could at least pretend to be sympathetic!

[But GOD he's climbing those stairs now.]

Like all the times you were sympathetic when Logan made me run a double 12K? [She's the one without powers, the one who has to get close enough to touch someone... how many times was she jealous of someone who could just shoot lazers out of their eyes? The training was completely different in intensity. Why do you think she's making you move, Kurt? She knows how badly it hurts when you're pushed to your limits and then you don't cool down.]

I was sympathetic! I held the door open for you, remember?

[Because. He is a caring gentlemanly brother.]

An' I'm carryin' your swords. An' not even laughing.

But you want to laugh!

[... apparently!]

Nah. [...] I just want ta see how long it takes ya to actually walk up stairs.

[He fixes her with a look of determination and then starts SCALING THOSE DAMN STAIRS. One step at a time.

Oh God, his toes are going to fall off. And he doesn't have extra toes to spare like she does.

But when he gets to the top, he's totally gonna pretend like that was no big deal.]

No time at all. And I didn't even need to bamf.

I'll hold my applause 'til the encore.

[Going on over to that vending machine, selecting a protein shake, and tossing it at him.]

[He frowns. Protein shake. He knows it's good for him. He just would like something a little... tastier.]

At least it's downhill next time. [And chugging some of this stuff down.]

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