( because they have modes of sensory perception that i lost long ago. )

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Mohinder Suresh || Heroes

[splice_of_life]

[aggravated]

Five days later, Bruce is waiting anxiously. Mohinder, and presumably Molly, is supposed to return today. They received a date to come pick him up at the airport and Bruce had suggested Remy - since hopefully Mohinder would be able to recognize him - to pick up the pair. It had taken a bottle of good liquor to do it as Gambit hated the idea of playing delivery man again.

He stands just inside the main doors, bundled up and ready to go out, listening to the laughs of children somewhere down the hall. This... is a place he loves being.

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Of course, once Remy saw the cargo? He was a little less bothered by the idea, even if the man seemed to have a little munchkin in tow. She couldn't possibly be his with milky white skin, crystal blue eyes and long, light brown hair of course, but the way he kept making sure she was alright definitely spoke to a bond between them.

Molly rattles on to Remy about India too as Mohinder shoulders their things and blinks are the truly magificent facility they've come to live at. "Remarkable," he breathes in and beams at Remy before he recognizes the man waiting for them in the roundabout. He's quick with his hand and then a hug for Bruce. "Molly, this is Doctor Banner. Come and say hello."

She's not at all shy, and considering she's been traumatized several times in her young life, that's remarkable.

[aggravated]

Bruce returns the hug, kneeling down and smiling to Molly. "Hello, Molly. Mohinder's told me all about you. I think you're going to love it here. In fact, we have a special party just for you so you can meet lots of the other kids your age tomorrow. How does that sound?"

Okay, so Bruce has a little thing for kids. He can't have any of his own, so he'll spoil all the rest.

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Molly smiles, her grin incredibly wide and toothy as she offers her hand to Bruce. "There are other kids here like me?" she asks. Mohinder had explained the school to her but she hadn't realized, and he hadn't known, that there would be children her age running around. The idea is exciting and Mohinder, well he's excited for her.

He thanks Remy again, not quite sure what the 'come up to my room when you're settled in someone' actually means. Mohinder just smiles and agrees and then follows Bruce to the rooms he'll be living in for the time being.

"This place is truly magnificant. It seems you've managed yet again to help me out."

[aggravated]

"Behave yourself!" Bruce says with a groan at Remy; the Cajun flirted with anything and everything.

Down to Molly, he smiles again. "There's lot of children your age. You'll be in school with them and they all live here at the Institute."

But with Mohinder's words, he looks up. "Not just for you, but her too," Bruce says as he holds Molly's hand gently in his own. "The only thing we didn't know is if you wanted a room together, but I guessed and suggested you each have your own. They're right down the hall from one another... other than the hall is very long. Same floor at least." Bruce chuckled.

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Molly grips Mohinder's hand tightly and he leans down to whisper that if she wants to stay in his room for a few nights, that would be all right. She relaxes after that and Mohinder winks at Bruce.

They get settled and it's time for a tour, which Mohinder likes just as much as Molly does especially when he sees just how many children there really are here. He and Bruce end up talking a bit while Molly makes friends with a group of nine and ten year olds in the dining room and Mohinder just can't stop smiling.

"That this place exists is a miracle."

[aggravated]

The fact you still do as well, Bruce thinks to himself, offering a smile. "When I heard of it from Tony, I didn't think such a place could really exist, but then he brought me here the first time and... well. It really does take you in."

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"I can't believe anyone would want to leave," he murmurs and glancing once more at Molly to be certain she really is there and fine and hasn't puffed up into smoke, he returns his attention back to Bruce. "But what about you? Did you manage to retrieve your things from Mexico?"

[aggravated]

"I did. They got shipped over night." Bruce pulls out and waggles his SI phone. "I'll have to give you my number, finally. How was your mother?"

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"Relieved, I think," Mohinder jokes, making clear and conscious eye contact with Bruce as they spoke. "She'd be pleased to be a grandmother but she'd rather it be a more natural way. Of course, I'm not sure that will happen now. My DNA has changed enough that I'd not trust it. And Molly is enough for me. You don't realize you have a paternal bone in your body until you've a child forced on you...naturally or not. She's really a joy."

[aggravated]

Bruce laughed, shaking his head. "I'm not sure that's the way I'd put it, forced or not, but.. I'm glad you feel that way." Not just about Molly, but to be cautious in passing on his now-changed genes. "I can't have any, but... well, I'll take care of the ones that come into my life." A gesture towards Molly in example.

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"Well I can certainly use the help. She'll be a teenager in a few years and, if American sitcoms are true, she'll absolutely hate me." He misses Matt, the large man that had been so good with helping him with the finer parts of child rearing. Of course, that was before Mohinder had gotten attached.

And Matt had decided that very next morning to make up with his ex wife.

He does try not to let it bother him. The people he cares about invariably hurt him but he never lets that stop him from trying again.

"I'm just glad I got to miss the joys of diaper changing."

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"I'm not sure I'd believe the sitcoms." Bruce has to chuckle at that. "At least around here, you'll have a lot of people to help with her. They're good people." He looks out towards the children, with Molly already starting to fit in.

"She'll be happy here, I'm sure of it. Until she becomes a rebellious teenager of course." Teasing.

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"It may sound ridiculous but I'm already dreading her wanting to date."

The conversation with Bruce is... Perfect. Mohinder hasn't felt safe enough to joke in a long time but he does eventually leave the other scientist to do something better than babysit the new arrivals.

At the party the next afternoon, Molly almost forgets that Mohinder's there and the chaperones assure him that he's allowed to go an wander if he wants. So he does.

Well, not wander exactly. He knows where he's going. Only one man here smells so terribly sweet.

[aggravated]

Nearly everyone there was special to Mohinder's nose. It is a place full of mutants that range from the visually ordinary to the visually extraordinary. In fact, when he starts to get close to the labs where Bruce's been tucked away, someone steps out of the shadows of a stairwell and nearly into Mohinder.

Golden eyes set against blue skin, a whip thin tail and a surprised expression. His body weight shifts back, eyes narrowing. "S-Sorry, I was lost in my own world." The accent is thick, German. "This area is off-limits to guests."

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Most evolved humans have a sort of spicy smell. What Bruce smells like, because his mutation is not natural at all, is something else entirely. He's not really paying all that much attention when he's stopped and his hands immediately pull into fists.

He's shocked by the being meeting him and immediately thinks back to his own mutation that nearly destroyed him. Was this man suffering the same?

"Guest perhaps for now. I've my interview tomorrow. Doctor Mohinder Suresh." He offers his hand politely. "I was looking for Doctor Banner."

I have the account why not? XD

[puffofsmoke]

If this man was suffering the same, he was completely gone.

But Mohinder's name clearly rings a bell. "Kurt Wagner," he informed and shook Mohinder's hand after a moment of caution, three strong fingers wrapping around the man's hand. "Doctor McCoy has mentioned you coming. Doctor Banner is this way," he points down the stairwell he had come up.

Yay!

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Having spent the better part of a year with people with abilities, they've all looked like regular, every day people. Being faced with other alternatives to that rule is something of a shock but Mohinder counters it well with a smile. "I've yet to meet Doctor McCoy but I owe him my life. It's a pleasure to meet you. Are you on staff?"

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"Ja. I have started helping Doctor McCoy in his work, to... learn more of it." A cautious tone, there. It is still work he is unsure of, but does not believe bad of the doctors. He turns down the stairs, gesturing.

"Down this way, Doctor Suresh," the name turns strange with his accent, "I will show you."

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"I appreciate it." Following the...creature...man... Well, it just makes Mohinder curious. Terribly curious. At least he can manage not to ask too many questions even if his eyes have trouble leaving that tail. It's intreguing in all of the ways it shouldn't be. "Are you interested in genetics?"

[puffofsmoke]

"No," Kurt says quietly, shifting to move so they are side by side as they walk. His steps are nearly silent as he walks. "It is... something I am not sure I believe should be touched by human hands. It is God's territory. But Doctor McCoy, the Professor, they wish to help others like myself, the others here, by studying this. It leaves me conflicted."

His tail brushes Mohinder's leg briefly as they walk, and he pointedly shifts to avoid it again.

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Kurt has a strange smell as well, a bit like cardimon. Mohinder increases his stride to walk more with Kurt rather than behind him. The tail swipe was not unpleasant but it seems like an invasion of space and they both felt it. Mohinder has no intentions of encroaching, even to satisfy his own curiosity.

"It is a moral conundrum," he agrees easily enough. "I struggled with it myself several times over the course of my career." Especially lately during his little Mr. Hyde outbreak. "Though great strides have been made combating disease and producing healthier crops. But there is something to be said about genetic manipulation as well and I'm sorry but you're not quite human are you?"

There's always that underlying human scent and Kurt doesn't have that.

"And there I go again being terribly rude. My nose is simply sensative to human sweat glands. I find your scent interesting."

*pets Kurt* Forgive his reaction, Mohinder.

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Kurt blinks at the term 'not quite human' and actually comes to a stop. His tail swishes sharply back and forth like an upset feline, eyes narrow and bright against his dark skin. "I am human! Just because I am mutant does not mean I am not human. You are one too, ja? Do you also wish to be called the same?"

Definitely defensive and definitely with the tone of someone who has dealt with a lot of hatred in the past.

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Oh, oh Mohinder, you idiot. He puts his hands up and takes a definite step back. "I apologize," he says immediately, first in Hindi because sometimes his brain stops functioning and then in English. "It was a poor choice of words. You simply smell a bit different." Smell. He doesn't bother to say look. "I hadn't meant any disrespect. This-- I wasn't born with this. I'm afraid my sensitivity to evolved humans is...lacking. Please accept my apology, Mr. Wagner."