MINOR INJURIES MEME

[meemz]

You or your meme partner has been hurt, but don't worry! This time around it's not that bad. You can still limp your way out of this mess.

 

INJURIES.
1. Sprain/strain. How did you screw up walking?
2. Broken bones. Simple fractures still hurt.
3. Cuts. Hopefully one of you has a sewing kit.
4. Burns. Location, location, location. Let's pray this one isn't on your ass.
5. Concussion. No, they're most likely not holding up fifteen fingers.
6. Other. I'm not a doctor.

HOW'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Stupidity. You did this to yourself.
2. Accident. Is an unintentional attack still an attack?
3. Attack. Don't lie, you deserved it.
4. Other. It's probably still your own fault.

WHERE'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Home. Did you remember to invest in a first aid kit?
2. School/Work. This should be excellent for getting you out of doing stuff!
3. Outdoors. Predators like the smell of blood. Clean up asap.
4. In the water. Hopefully there aren't any sharks!
5. Other. Like a hospital. That'd be handy.

Comments

[shadowblends]

A sigh of relief, his head dipping forward and another grin lifting the corners of his lips. "I can't ... I can't imagine how that must have been for you. Well, loud, I am sure."

His shoulders hunch as he ducks his head lower, trying to make himself smaller when the people passing by begin staring. Although, when they continue walking on, wide golden eyes blink after them then his attention returns to Charles. "Right now? I mean, I don't know if this is the place to be 'showing off' my abilities."

[ihearyouthink]

"Perhaps not," despite the fact he was shielding them mentally at the moment it would be better if practice took place away from the general populace. He moves his chair slightly to turn. "Where have you been practicing?" They could go somewhere safer.

[shadowblends]

Shifting in his huddled position, Kurt rises from the ground and pivots on the ball of his foot, motioning with his free arm for the man to follow after. "I'll show you." Then, he begins leading them down the sidewalk, back in the direction he'd come.

[ihearyouthink]

Xavier trundles smoothly along behind him. Keeping the both of them from being noticed as they move along the sidewalk. With all of his experiences, he had finally learned that anonymity was important for new mutants. They had not yet learned to cope with themselves, much less society as a whole coping with their existence.

[shadowblends]

It's an odd sensation - walking down the street and not having people stop to stare at him. Absently, Kurt wonders if there will ever be a time when mutants like himself can wander the streets without others gawking or threatening them. For now, he'll just have to settle with keeping covered up.

As they approach the fairgrounds, the blue-skinned teen pushes the gate aside, waiting until Charles has gone through before securing it behind them and continuing to walk ahead. He hesitates in front of the flap of a large tent, peering over his shoulder with worried yellow eyes. "You won't tell anyone, will you?"

[ihearyouthink]

Charles drives his motorized chair where indicated, wondering how long the teenager had lived here.

"I give you my word," he says. "I hold the secrets of many a mutant, as you may well believe, being a telepath."

[shadowblends]

With a quick nod, he pushes the flap aside and ties it off, leading them into the tent with a soft chuckle. It isn't much, but what he does have set up for 'practicing' is enough - some balance beams, tight rope near the ceiling, a few trapeze bars to swing on.

"I have no reason to distrust you," he admits. "You must be able to block your thoughts from other telepaths then?"

[ihearyouthink]

He nods but clarifies, "It depends how practiced and how powerful the telepath. The stronger they are with their abilities, the harder it is to block." Xavier, while still trying to get back on his metaphorical feet with his abilities, was still one of the strongest telepaths on the planet.

[shadowblends]

Kurt moves over to one of the beams, planting his palms on it and lifting himself up into a handstand. He keeps his attention focused on Charles though, toes pointing into the air, head tilting to the side. "Have you met anyone strong enough to get past your barrier? I apologize for all my questions, I'm just curious."

[ihearyouthink]

He liked questions.

"Initially, I was the only one I knew of. The first one I met, we were sadly on opposite sides and she did manage to get inside my head and block me." Nothing beyond that though. Charles is lucky Emma Frost was not stronger than he.

He smiles at the handstand, that is pretty impressive in itself. "Is the handstand part of the teleportation?" he asks with a smirk.

my tags will be a little slow - we're giving cats flea baths and such.

[shadowblends]

That's good because he's got plenty of them.

"That's unfortunate. It would have been better if you had both been on the same side, but ... we can't all be 'good' mutants, I suppose."

He returns the smile with a cheeky little smirk and shakes his head. "Not necessarily." Then, after steadying himself, he pushes off of the beam and twists mid-air, disappearing in a puff of midnight colored smoke.

Kurt reappears in the same haze on the thin wire that's stretched between two wooden platforms, arms held out to keep his balance as he carefully begins working his way across the rope like the height isn't a problem. Only if he were to fall, really.

fun times

[ihearyouthink]

"Someday...perhaps." He has to stay optimistic.

Charles watches in amazement. Now you see Kurt, now you don't. Literally disappears and reappears. "That is extraordinary..." he exclaims, already trying to work out in his mind scientifically what could be happening. "I couldn't track you when you disappeared."

totally. XD hopefully, we'll be flea free soon

[shadowblends]

There's a nod from his current position, though Charles can't really hear that, can he? "Maybe."

The only real 'problem' with the teleportation is the rather loud BAMF noise and the lingering stench of sulfur. "Nein?" he questions, leaning his head to the side. Once he reaches the wooden platform, Kurt leaps from the edge, both hands grasping onto the closest trapeze bar which sends him swinging.

He releases his grasp when reaching a full arc, swinging into a flip as he vanishes in another cloud. This time, he returns on the ground in front of the telepath, crouched down with his hands between his feet to keep him steady. "I'm going out on a limb and assuming that's a good thing."

poor kitties

[ihearyouthink]

He steeples his fingers together thoughtfully.

"It's significant. That means you actually phased out of this current reality for a few seconds." Someone like Kurt would be difficult for even a telepath to track. "What is the trip like for you? Instantaneous?"

for real!! my poor tux had sores all over his neck :<

[shadowblends]

He finally draws himself back up, arms stretching above his head then dropping to rest at his hips.

"Ja," he confirms, shifting from one foot to the other, tail flicking back and forth while he thinks. "Everything is black. I move too quickly for anything to really be seen."

ohhh poor baby D:

[ihearyouthink]

"Incredible...how far can you travel?" He puts out a question. "Can you take anything with you or does it disintegrate?"

;A; hopefully he'll be better later.

[shadowblends]

"Roughly three miles - further if I don't mind the over-exertion." The second question is answered with a broad smirk at first then he moves forward, placing his hands on the arms of Charles' chair.

Without warning, Kurt teleports the both of them to the complete opposite side of the space, dropping backward into a sit once they appear once more. He lets out a heavy breath, blinking rapidly to clear the slight daze and that's when he remembers: the exhaustion doesn't just happen to himself.

"A-Are you alright? I completely forgot about the effect it can have on others."

indeed

[ihearyouthink]

Charles did his best to brace himself but it wasn't anything he could prevent. The trip is a black nothingness around them before they are suddenly across the room. Charles is dizzy, holding the sides of his head with a groan to try and get the world to stop spinning.

"A little warning next time?" he asks, trying to clear his head. A few moments and it wears off thankfully. And he seems to be all in one piece, as is his chair. He's not saying he wouldn't want to go again, he'd just rather be more prepared.

[shadowblends]

Seeing the reaction Charles has makes Kurt feel extremely ashamed. So much so that he draws his legs against his chest, curls his tail around his knees and cups his hands against his mouth. He stares for a long moment, waiting for the other male to gather himself, body still tense with concern.

"I'm sorry! I was ... being mischievous." He shuts his eyes, murmuring a string of words in German before finally relaxing and shifting to get back to his feet, though he stays bent low to the ground. "Do you see what I mean though?"

[ihearyouthink]

Charles lets him know there was nothing wrong with that display. "No, no, Kurt...that was great. It's amazing you're able to control something like that to the point of pulling another person along with you." He smiles back at the blue teen, letting his stomach settle. "With practice, you could do even more amazing things." Like saving someone's life by bamfing them to another place entirely.

[shadowblends]

And just like that, all of his tension melts away at the other male's words, shoulders slumping in his more relaxed state. "I haven't tried with more than one person, but it is something I'm willing to test." Kurt visibly perks this time, yellow eyes wide with astonishment. "Do you really think that, Professor? I would like to perfect my abilities if there's a chance they can be put to good use."

[ihearyouthink]

"Of course I do."

Xavier stood by the belief that every ability could be used for good. No matter how difficult or deadly.

"Are you currently in school?" He may already know the answer to that one, being that they're at the circus.

[shadowblends]

"That would be incredible ..."

Lifting himself from the ground, Kurt finally stands back up and moves over to the same beam he had been balancing on before.

"Nein, I am not." He shakes his head and leaps back up onto the piece of wood, looping his tail around it for better stability.

[ihearyouthink]

Charles watches him move along the balance beam.

"Would you like to?"

apparently, notifs are messing up on my end D:

[shadowblends]

He hesitates in his movements along the beam, turning his attention back to Charles, mouth hanging open in surprise.

"Absolutely."