bakerstreet | thursday pic prompt

[How many kitties do you have?? Pics? :3 Oh god... children and I are not a *thing* so to me that sounds horrific but I know most people like kids. XD I'm glad you had fun!!]

"Did you know?" Charles asked curiously; nothing Kurt had said indicated that anyone in the circus he had been a part of was anything other than human. "I mean, that there were other mutants in the world?" Really, it wasn't something he had truly thought through for others until now, at least not with any depth. "It seems more and more with the word spreading, it's becoming harder to be ignorant of the existence of mutants. Information is becoming easier and easier to access." A little smile, a hint of sadness in that. Such a different world than one he grew up in, one he was proud of being able to help to change though right now... the world was still recovering from the damage done by one of their own.

"Doctor McCoy is the brilliant one in this case." More like the terrified - he never wanted something like that to happen again and Charles agreed. "As far as your powers... I've several theories, some more radical than others, but nothing I've decided is the most likely. They're quite unusual, after all. Raven is an exchange of bulk, a shift in the makeup of what makes her, her, but without loss of mass. You... is it a complete breaking apart of all of you, down to the cellular level, and a reforming at the speed of light elsewhere? Matter broken down to pass through matter? A conversion to light seems the least likely as light does not have mass." He gave a brief flash of that smile again. "Clearly I've put thought into this one, I suppose."

[hopefully, those pics work XD i totally understand that though! like, i've got a HUGE soft spot for children and animals. i want kids of my own someday, but then i'm like, "if i have my own, that means i can't give them back" LOL thank you~! i'm happy that you had a good weekend, too. ^w^]

"At first? Nein, I was so young and I think Margali was already worried enough about my safety. She kept hers and Jimaine's powers close to herself, but once I became a pre-teen, I suppose she deemed is safe enough to tell me," a pause, long enough to allow him to set aside his bowl and sink back against his chair. "I know what it feels like to be alone and while I am not in that situation here, I can't help but wonder if I am the only mutant of my ... appearance." And it wasn't the blue he was thinking of, no. His tri-fingered hands, the cloven feet, the fangs, that long tail, his demonic eyes ... If his biological parents were still alive, which of them had graced him with such features? "It's only a matter of time before we're all exposed. We can only hope that humans continue to be accepting."

He nodded his head in understanding, "He really is a genius. I can see him going exceedingly far in life." Despite the distress of his mutation; Kurt could assume that the serum he'd created had helped with most of that though. He grinned toward the mentioned ideas of his abilities, propping an elbow up onto the table and resting his cheek in his palm, face creased in consideration. "All of those sound plausible, but we won't really know until we start testing. It would be far more helpful if I didn't move so quickly and I could see more than blackness with miniscule flashes of light."

[SUCH CUTIES. It's weird... I have every soft spot for any type of animal. I have a rabbit (almost 20 pounds - and he's a runt! Flemmish Giants are so amazing) and my two kitties currently, but I've owned dogs and rats as well. My family are farmers and at my mom's place is a gineua pig, about 20 rabbits, a dog, two cats, and a dove right. Cows and pigs up in the barns. However... for some reason, this just doesn't apply to kids. I like being able to give them love and then hand them back after a very brief period of time. Like, a minute. I'm happy for everyone else, though!! XD]

Charles' brows shot right up at that and he leaned in, now deeply curious. "Your mother and sibling had powers as well?" AH! No wonder this woman had been so ready to adopt a child like Kurt in a place where it sounded like their kind would be less than welcomed. He felt a deep sorrow for the idea of a child being left abandoned purely because he looked different. Then again, he had been ready to adopt Raven as his sister from the moment of their meeting.

"Well..." Kurt mentioning appearance brought up a few thoughts, leaving Charles looking up just slightly. "You know, now that you mention it, I did see someone who looked vaguely like you, though his coloring was different." That caused him to blink, looking more at Kurt as he realized- "And he had similar abilities." He could remember the description given to him, the story about the 'red demon' who teleported in and out and had taken Angel from them. "I had mostly forgotten about it-" more on purpose than purely by time, those memories haunted him, "-but now that I think about it, the more similar you two seem."

Though he did tuck that information into the back of his mind - blackness, flashes of light.

[they are also little shits XD animals are just so wonderful. (URGH I LOVE FLEMMISH GIANTS) i had three rabbits, a dog and two cats when i was much younger. my ma (not actually related, but she's kind of taken me under her wing since i moved here) is a farmer; she has cows, pigs, chickens, and horses! see, i think that liking children is still on a whole different level when it comes to liking animals and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. LOL yes, exactly! "i've held this child. please, take it back now."]

The reaction to him mentioning his family's abilities brought on a look of confusion, though he hadn't actually talked about his mother's or sister's powers before now, had he? "They do. Mutter disguises herself as a clairvoyant which is convenient, since she's a sorceress. Jimaine says that she has the same powers, but I have yet to see either of them in action. Not to make that sound like I don't believe them - it would just be enthralling to see." Because 'sorceress' could be a rather broad term in the case of mutant powers.

"Hmmm?" he inquired, curiosity thoroughly piqued and now, it was his turn to be surprised. A mutant that shared his appearance (aside from color) and had comparable skills? His eyes grew wide with astonishment, face lifting from his palm, both hands propping up onto the table as he gawked at his teacher. He'd never heard of anyone remotely like himself and for Charles to come out with this made his heart flutter in a way that he couldn't exactly explain. "He looked like me and had similar abilities?" No, there wasn't a chance that it could be that sort of possibility.

... or could it?

[I don't think there's such a thing as a cat that isn't a little shit. It's just part of being a cat or something. XD https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POmAN0sh6Sc If you want some serious cuteness of my bunbun - ignore me and my roomie! AND YES SOMEONE WHO UNDERSTANDS! "This is cute but now you take it home. I got to see it when it was quiet. I'm good now." P.S. I didn't know how you felt on Kurt's actual parentage so I kept things vague.]

What could 'sorceress' even mean? To him, it sounded a great deal like some of the past terms he had research written to disguise mutations in the past, to hide them among legend and rumor so as to not be outed, a term used to outcast or betray, or more typically, something that was labeled upon them later in their existence when they became myth. Could she perhaps read minds? No, that seemed unlikely given the man who had taken over the circus. Maybe she was able to move objects or predict some outcomes? Maybe possibilities came to mind, but given that Kurt had not suggested something more specific, he didn't want to push too far. Another time, perhaps.

"Somewhat like you. Unfortunately... we had very little information on him." His tone suggested very much what he knew to be true, that the teleporting one that had taken Angel and, even more heart-breakingly, Darwin from them was dead. "I... wish it could have been more of something for you to look into." Hindsight was ever 20/20, leaving him to wonder highly if he even should have brought up Azazel.

[you ... are not wrong about that! XD jglk;fjdsal;gfds OH GOD BUNNY it's just like, "nyomnyomnyom clean my dirty feets" I DO UNDERSTAND THOUGH. absolutely, one hundred percent! everyone says it's different when you have your own children, but for now, i am happy to be able to just. hand them back. LOL ah, for most of kurt's history, i'm just kind of ... following the comics, since there isn't much explained in the movies. i mean, i'm assuming he'll probably have something similar to that history? hopefully.]

All Kurt knew about his adoptive mother's powers was that they were strong; she had mentioned being able to cast spells, but when he inquired about any other sort of abilities she might have, her response was simply: 'In due time,' which had frustrated him to no end at first, though after taking a step back and looking at it from her point of view, he could understand what she meant. Besides, he hadn't thought about it until much later (when he'd been taken from the circus in Munich), but had she revealed anything too complex, it might have been trouble for all of them.

"I see ..." It didn't take him long to catch on. He closed his eyes in thought, wondering just who this Azazel had been and what he was to any of the mutants that he already knew, if anything at all. For some reason, he felt an odd hint of sadness that he couldn't explain - something he tried to tamp down by meeting Charles' gaze again and smiling softly. "It's all right, Professor. I suppose there's no use in digging into the pasts of ghosts, ja?"

[He is a giant lazy bunbun. He is truly the King (as is his name XD). Following the comics works for me - I wasn't sure if you followed it so I figured I would stay vague until you gave me a clue! ^_^ I hooooope we get more info on him on the future! Though I wonder about Mystique... I think she's too young to have been his mother?]

"Sometimes, they will come to find us when we least expect them to." Moira, in a strange way, felt like that. A ghost of his past, but now... she was a part of his present. Her ability to forgive was greater than anything he had ever could have expected and his heart thanked her more and more with each day. In many ways, she was helping to, slowly, help him piece himself back together. Their lives were both busy, with him with the school and her with the government. Whenever they could be together, they would, but it wasn't always.

"I wish there was more information I could give you." In all honesty, he meant those words. Sometimes, students came without a family, and each time, it felt like something he wanted to fight against dearly. Give them the home and family that he had given Raven. "However, perhaps we could start hunting for more, if you'd like? ...With time."

[such a cuuute giant lazy thing though!! (haha, that's funny because my tux's full name is 'king whiskers' XD) at least for most of his early life, i do~ if you ever need an idea or have a question about something, feel free to pm me! if i am not at my computer, i can at least check my phone! c: actually, i was reading up on that the other day (because i was thinking the same thing) and this is what the movie timeline said: "According to the First Class credits, Mystique is 10 when we initially meet her in a flashback, which means that by the time Apocalypse rolls around, our blue mutant is now 49 years old." HOW IS EVERYBODY AGING SO WELL? friggin' mutant maybelline. XD]

"Hopefully with as little inconvenience as possible." Dredging up the past came with its own set of problems, but if Kurt decided he wanted to go through with such things, at least he would be going in with very little to almost no knowledge and could not judge a time that had long since been forgotten. The idea of this mutant with abilities and an appearance much like his own had captured his attention more than he would have liked and try as he might to push the thoughts away, they seemed to resurface almost instantly and with an all new intensity.

With Charles mentioning the possibility of delving into more information on Azazel, perhaps the plan didn't seem as far-fetched as he might have assumed. His arms shifted once again, the left hand tucking beneath his bicep and his right one curling to rest against his mouth. "With time," he repeated, the enthusiasm returning to his grin. "My curiosity has been awoken and once it gets going, I find it hard to stop."

[He is a sweetie pie and a little shit. XD He likes to snuggle but you can never pick him up without a fight, but he'll groom you and run around you when he's excited. His full name is B.B. King (bratty bunny, boy bunny, best bunny... XD) ^_^ Oh yeah the ages are... bizarre. Charles is 50-52 now and that's so ridiculous wtf. o.O MUTANT MAYBELLINE! YES.]

"I see nothing wrong with that, as long as you use it wisely. Curiosity is what landed us on the moon as a species, after all. It's what pushed us past our boundaries. If we hunt down some information together, I think we might be able to dig something up." Charles gave a warm smile, showing that he meant those words, but at the same time, it was Kurt's choice. He didn't know the path it would lead down, not by a long shot, but it would be Kurt's personal life at risk of being hurt or otherwise.

He finished the last of his food, sighing at the good feeling of a full stomach. "Why don't we meet a little early, before your training session, then? It shouldn't take long, the few experiments I have in mind, nor should it be tiring for you before training. That way, we're taking up little of your free time and I'll be there to stay for the whole session and probably drive my sister into annoyance." He flashed a smirk, a hint of the younger Charles that had always enjoyed doing so.

[i would force love him - like i do with all our cats. XD fdsajl;kgjfd oh god awwww ;3; bunbun!! (bahaha that is an awesome name!) that means erik and hank are probably not much younger. good lord. SHARE THOSE SECRETS PLS.]

"I do my best to keep from digging too far into other people's business, unless it is something they are willing to talk about. Thank you for being so willing to help me. I ... feel like most people would just tell me to leave well enough alone." And while that may have been the best idea, the German mutant couldn't help it; he understood the consequences that could come with sticking his nose where it didn't belong, but he wanted - possibly needed - to know more about Azazel. He was unsure as to what they could come up with, though no matter what it was, Kurt felt he would be able to handle whatever came afterward.

Humming in content also, he dropped back against his chair once more, toes trailing across the floor as he kicked his feet. "Meeting early would be perfect!" he agreed, the idea of being distracted by their findings only vaguely running through his mind before disappearing just as quickly as it had come. The mischievousness of Charles' smirk made his own grin widen, golden eyes lighting up at the chance to get to see him and Raven exchange playful banter. "Somehow, I feel like that won't take too much time to achieve."

[My kitties are incredible; I love them so. Xem was a shelter pick up at 3 months old... he and I lived together when I was in a bad time in my life, then one day, I went out to my car on Dec 9th and my car meowed at me. Inside my engine was a 5 week old kitten who is now Koji. King is the first pet I ever paid for - I needed a bunbun as big as my kitties so they wouldn't attack him. My mom raises them but she raises like... 5 lbs tiny bunbuns. (Oh my god babu bunnies are about the cutest thing on earth. When they're less than week old, they can fit in the palm of my hand without even my fingers. Then they turn into soft little springs! Boing boing!) /rambling, sorry! Also Erik's older than Charles, even!]

"I know what it's like to try and find the impossible answers to difficult questions that need to be answered." He had a look of understanding on his face, sighing quietly. "I get very much the feeling that your curiosity is as strong as the other students but if you don't listen to your instincts, they may pull you down a path you aren't ready for." A chuckle left him with that. "At the same time, it might be good for you to go down a few paths you aren't used to. I've already seen the signs of that good coming out in you and I hope to keep seeing more and more of it from you." He looked quite serious for a moment, brows up. "I'm proud of the changes I've seen in you, Kurt."

He didn't want to push that too hard, but he wanted also make sure Kurt understood he meant what he said.

"Then that sounds like a deal. I'll meet you-" he paused, thinking about it quickly, "half an hour before your training session? How does that sound? I think we'll be able to get through everything and still give you a few minutes to rest before you start."

[most kitties are great! urggghhh i love shelters and strays - they always seem to need the most love. ;w; i mean, all animals need love, but you know. XD fdsjkgl;jfda AWWW KITTEN! it's a good thing you didn't start your car right away or have one of those automatic starts. all the cats we have came from strays or came from litters of those strays LOL oh, yes. can't have the kitties trying to make a meal out of the bun D: that wouldn't be good. (baby bunnies are just. the tiniest. i remember finding some in my garden at my old house when i was digging up around the flower-bed to plant my lilies. dug them right up and i was like, "OH GOD NO" 'cause the mama darted away. luckily, she came back because they were gone the next day. such soft little bouncers!) no, that's absolutely fine! i'm working on getting into school to become a vet tech and then working my way up to vet, so i am VERY passionate about animals myself. XD ffffff well, they're all aging exceedingly well. my roomie (who's a huge fan of the comics) says that mutants age slower than humans, apparently? that would make sense.]

"I'm glad that I am not the only one who has struggled with such things." Surely, he and Charles were not the only ones that had trouble with unanswered questions, but the fact that they shared this mutual situation brought him some slight comfort and maybe even a small amount of hope. "I try to trust my instincts and not be so naive. It's easier with the help that people have been offering me." His cheeks flared up at Charles mentioning the metamorphosis that he'd gone through since his arrival in America. That, along with the enrollment at the school had been what had originally started drawing him out of his shell, allowing him to show that he was more intelligent than he seemed and for his enthusiastic personality to break free. "Thank you, Professor. I'm genuinely happy with my experience and the progress that I have shown."

It was different to not be anxiety-riddled and shy all the time, though with time, he hoped it'd be something he wouldn't have to think twice about.

"I think a half an hour before the session works marvelously. That should give us plenty of time to hunt around, see what we can find and if we happen to come across anything of utmost importance, we can file it away and always come back to it at a later date."

[I couldn't agree more! Plus... I just love being able to help the ones that need it most. OOOH A vet tech! That's so awesome! It was a dream of mine as a child, but I gained a very severe phobia of needles that pretty much ended that. @_@ HUH... That would make a lot of sense, if mutants age slower! I could get behind that. I wonder if that's come up between any of them. XD Also just a little push below, get them to the fun of the danger room session! ^_^]

"Good." With the tone of 'settled then'. He glanced at the clock and frowned ever so slightly. "I need to get ready for my next class, so I must be on my way, but I'll meet you down in the danger room later." His frown flipped and he gave that smile, backing his chair up with his plate and cup.

"Good luck with the rest of your classes today!" Yet in the back of his mind, he thought about the nightmare Kurt had woken him out of. There was only a very faint memory of it now, that natural tendency for the human mind to forget its dreams, but somehow... a small, confusing part of him thought that it was linked to Kurt.

[yes, yes! right now, i'm wishing i had some way of figuring out how to help my tux with his poor skin D: veterinarian was one of my dream jobs. surprisingly, it followed me into my adult years. i'm only afraid of needles if they are near me, but then here i am with my tongue, lip and eyebrow pierced and then my ears pierced four times on each side (with the first holes being gauged to double-zero XD) right?? it makes more sense when you think about it that way! who knows? maybe in the comics, it has, but i have not read many of them ... huzzah!! cx danger room funtimes!]

Nodding firmly in response, Kurt turned to also look at the time, letting out an almost surprised sounding yip; he hadn't noticed how much time they'd actually spent sitting, enjoying lunch and each other's company. "I should get moving, too. Being late for class with Doctor McCoy surely won't be tolerated." He gathered up his own items and headed to discard them, sharp teeth gleaming once again.

"Thank you!" he called out over his shoulder, hurrying out of the dining hall to swing by his room to collect the needed items for his next class and maybe even chatter with some fellow students on his way there.

The rest of the day seemed to breeze by with his mind trying to stay focused on his studies, although it was also riddled with thoughts of his earlier discussion with Charles. He was curious as to what his teacher had in store and when the final class is released, he wasted no time - even teleporting to his room to be rid of the excess weight of his books and such quicker.

Now, he waited patiently outside of the Danger Room for Charles, pacing back and forth, tail twitching with excitement.

[Have you tried fish oil? My boy gets dry skin in the winter and when he does, I put a squirt of fish oil (found in the aisle with the small animals usually, sold as stuff for ferrets) on their food and it really helps with their skin and coats! Safe for both of 'em. I have my ears pierced twice and a tattoo on my back. XD It's only doctor needles that really get me for some reason. Also sorry for being a bit slower than normal! Had my anniversary dinner on Halloween+handing out of candy and last night was crazy. @+@]

Charles loved teaching. It was obvious in the way he interacted with students, the way they paid attention when he spoke, and the engagement in his classes. Today in particular though he was keen, excited for this little experiment they would be accomplishing, so he was even more animated in his classes than usual, much to the amusement of his students. The oldest class teased him a little, suggesting that maybe the woman they had seen him with around campus a few times was behind that joy (not entirely wrong) but he simply got them 'back' with a bit of fun homework - to be prepared for next class to do a dramatic reading from any piece of the play they were currently reading.

The smile was still on his lips as he went down into the hidden tunnels beneath the school, able to ignore that brief sense of guilt-sadness-memory that cropped up when he did so but always with a small feeling of respect that came in Alex's memory. He went right for the Danger Room, popping open the doors and wheeling inside. Today would be a most curious test indeed.

[i ... have not! i never even thought of that. o_o i'll have to talk to my roomies about taking me to walmart this weekend and see if they have any! haha, nice! XD i've got one tattoo on the inside of my right wrist, but ... i'm working on more. i'm the same way, yes. you need to take blood from me? bahaha good luck. that's okay - i've been rather slow myself because my sleep schedule is all wonky. D:]

No matter how many times he strode up and down the length of the floor in front of the door, Kurt found it hard to stay patient much longer. Well, what could it hurt for him to go and get changed into his uniform? Spinning about on his heel, he rushed off to do just that, hoping that he wouldn't miss meeting up with Charles right away before the session.

It didn't take him long to get into the training outfit and as he was stepping back out into the other room, securing the bracers in place on his forearms, the sound of the doors opening caused his head to whip around. An exhilarated yip passed his lips and he rushed forward to meet his mentor, doing his best with keeping his body language as calm and collected as possible, regardless of the quite obvious elation in those yellow eyes. "Hallo again, Professor! How did the rest of your day go?"

[Fuck me Kurt is so adorable. Yeah the fish oil, just a squirt over their food, really helps! Improves coat and skin condition - it was what my vet suggested on that dandruff problem and it solves it (it takes a little while though to get through their system so don't worry if it isn't immediate!). Oh god I don't give blood unless it's my health on the line. And I've passed out getting it done. @_____@]

"It went well, very well," Charles offered as he came up to meet Kurt, unable to help himself from feeling Kurt's excitement. And here he thought he was the excited one! "From the sound of it, you're ready to give this a try?" He flashed that warm smile, gesturing for Kurt to come even closer, within touching distance.

"We'll start with this." He had in his lap a device that was about the size of the car phones of the day and about as heavy. He gave it a pat, flipping it open. "This is Doctor McCoy's mobile tracking device and since you were good enough to change already for me... we'll make sure it's working." As he brought it online, he had to work carefully to remember everything Hank had showed him about how to actually make it work.

He was eventually rewarded with a small blip on the radar screen, currently dead center because Kurt was standing next to him. "There we go!"

[HE IS. you know that violent (in the most loving way, of course), kind of 'want to wrap your hands around their head/neck and squeeze' feeling? i get that with kurt. a lot. XDDD oh, that's awesome!! i'll definitely have to invest in some, especially if it helps with both coats and skin. the other two cats have been kinda ... haggard fur-wise too, so it'd be good for them. yeah, i can't give blood to donate, since i'm diabetic ... the only blood i give is for testing and even then, i whimper like a puppy. DX haven't passed out, but i do get lightheaded.]

"Ach, sehr wunderbar!" he exclaimed, mouth hanging open for a second when he noticed that he'd been so thrilled that he'd spoken in his native tongue, "Uhm, what I meant was 'that's very wonderful'!" Between the two of them, there was probably enough excitement to fill the whole Danger Room. "Absolutely." He wasted no time in moving closer when Charles motioned for him to do so, his movement holding the slightest bounce.

"Mobile tracking device," Kurt repeated, examining the equipment the other man held in his lap; it was something he'd never seen before, although that seemed to be the case when it came to many of the things that Hank had made or was currently working on. Still, it never ceased to amaze him what sort of incredible things his fellow blue mutant could come up with.

"I figured it safe enough to go ahead and change while I was waiting, that way I would be ready to go when you got here ..." He squinted at the screen, head tilting to the side then straightening back up when the monitor displayed his current location. His face lit up, fangs gleaming once again in a wide smile. "Ausgezeichnet - it works!"

Edited (hurdurdur i can speelz) 2016-11-02 16:51 (UTC)

[THAT'S ACTUALLY A THING! That aggressive feeling! It's literally called cute aggression! He deserves it. XD He's way too cute.]

"I am determined to learn German so that I will be able to speak with you in it." Charles was only partially joking, but it tickled him to see a student get so excited. Hank did it sometimes, too. ...Okay so did he. They all had their particular excitement buttons (minus Logan. He was fairly sure that man couldn't get happy about anything, but he didn't blame Logan either).

"Look at that. Well, McCoy will be pleased to know we're successful. So! Just take a walk around the room for me, first. I'm not sure how sensitive this device is yet, or the distance it can track. Then we'll see if it can follow you when you teleport." Charles looked up from the screen, couldn't hold back a little laugh at the joy written across Kurt's face. It was good to see the young man looking happy!

[YES - THAT! he seriously does though with his adorableness and dorky tendencies and jf;ldksajgl;fdas SO CUTE ;w; (reading that article did not help my aggression AT ALL XD)]

"Really? Well, if you are serious about it, I'd happily do whatever I can to help teach you!" When it came down to it, he wasn't much of a fighter unless it was absolutely necessary and at times, it would be; the fact that he could use his teleportation for things like rescuing other teammates and taking enemies away from the battle (perhaps to dump them off after disorienting them with the vanishing act to aid in getting the upper hand) was what he lived for. That was what made him so diligent when it came to training.

"Das ist gut, ja?" Okay, that was on purpose, if the cheeky smirk on his face was any indication. He nodded his head in understanding, released a snicker of his own at the others laugh and pivoted on the ball of his foot, moving away from Charles at a steady pace. "Anything certain I should do to test it out?"

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[Nope, it doesn't help, but it's still cute. /giggles]

"Heh, don't you be smart with me young man." He sounded serious but his expression was anything but. His gaze dropped to the radar, watching it carefully. "For the moment, just walk slowly out to the edge of the room and walk the edge of the room. It hasn't moved yet, but honestly the width of a room, even one this big, might be too small of a radius for it to bother. McCoy said it was supposed to zero in a location, but even a room would be enough to tell us what we need to find one of us in the future."

He looked up to Kurt, watching until the other made it to the edge of the room, but frowned when the dot showed no difference. "Well, that answers that. Too close." He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin briefly before nodding. "Do you know someplace you could safely teleport to somewhere on the edge of the building? Stand there for thirty seconds, then return?"

[super, duper cute though!! :>]

In response to that, Kurt merely shrugged, his grin becoming more cheeky than before. He did as Charles had instructed, walking to the edge of the room then along the length of it at the same steady pace. One of his hands lifted to rest at the wall as he heel-to-toe continued moving across the room, attention focused on his feet for the moment.

When the telepath mentioned that the room wasn't quite big enough, he huffed in disappointment and turned to face him, hands settling on his hips. Before he could suggest something else, Charles was already one step ahead of him with the idea of teleporting outside of the room. "I can, ja!" A quick nod and he shut his eyes, concentrating on where he wanted to go in the school. In a haze of midnight colored smoke and the tell-tale echoing sound of rushing air, he disappeared.

He reappeared on the far side of the building, figuring now was as good a time as any to also test out his surface adhesion a little more. He waited for thirty seconds as he'd been told to do then vanished again and returned to the Danger Room, landing easily on his feet a few paces away. "Anything change?"

"A little," Charles said with a pleased voice, looking quite happy about the even small movement. "It gives us an idea of the radius which is smaller than I might have hope, bigger than I feared." He looked to Kurt and nodded. "At least we've got a good idea now."

Which left him quite curious, brows going up. "Out of curiosity.. what is the farthest you've ever gone in one jump? By yourself, I mean. What is your range?" Which was quite a useful thing to know, actually. Was it something that could be worked on or was it simply a limit on the power?

Padding his way back up to Charles, he glanced at the screen again then bit his lip, humming in thought. Would it help if he had gone even further when he'd teleported? "I could try going a little further, if you like? Maybe even away from the school?"

Kurt wondered for a moment, trying to think back to the last time he had gone any sort of length in a teleport by himself. "Roughly three miles. I'm not sure if I can go any further than that, but I also haven't actually tried to. With practice, who knows just how far I would be able to go in one or how many miles I could cover in multiple teleports?"

[I realized too late I never mentioned I was going on vacation... back, exhausted to the core, and zzzz....]

"Three miles?" His brows lifted, surprised at the distance. He thought about it, debating on how to push the level of this testing. "Let's keep going small with this. From here, teleport to the end of the driveway." Given that it was far from a short distance to the end of the drive, it sounded like it would be far enough away for the next test. "Same as before - thirty seconds, then return. It's about half a mile, which should test this well." He gave a quick pat to the radar in his lap.

"After that, we'll do the last test." He tapped his temple to explain what he meant. "As far as the radar is concerned, you were gone completely and appeared again there. I'm not certain if it's capable of following over distances given that the device in your uniform sends out pings, not a constant."

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