Kurt silently stifled his gasp, he had to be professional here. He looked at her back again. He was completely zoned out every noise was quietened to him including the sound of Rogue knocking over stuff in her haste to get out of the room and Storm following. Kurt could hear the low growl emanating from Logan but ignored it. Some sick masochistic person had pinned this young girl to ground and with a knife or something else of the sort had carved a large cross into her back whilst she was still conscious. Obviously this was done by some Anti-Mutant Extremists but that didn't matter to Kurt what mattered was this young girls safety. With Rogue and Storm gone the only people left were Hank, Bobby, Scott and Logan. He asked them politely to leave, he answered their puzzled expressions "zis girls cuts need closing if she doesn't vant an infection und to do so I vill need you all to leave ze room so she can undress in privacy." Sighing they all left, Logan paused by the door then finally followed them upstairs mumbling under his breath.
Once everyone had left Kurt silently walked across the room to the girl making sure he didn't make eye contact. He didn't want to be rude but he felt slightly uncomfortable around her. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her watching him. He noticed that she must have heard what he was saying to the others as she'd all ready taken of the ripped and bloodied dress she had been wearing and was laying on her side. He felt like he was committing a sin as he had to control himself to keep his eyes on her back and her back only. Whilst on these premises she was a student and he was a teacher and he had to make sure of that. He pulled up a stool and sat next to the table top. He gently prodded the area around her cut to see if there was any other damage. Out of his kit case he pulled out a needle and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I need to know if you're allergic to anaesthetic" she shook her head her hair cascading down her shoulders "nope I don't think so Kurt". He winced at the sound of her mentioning his name. He felt so stupid, the way her voice echoed and filled the room with gentle melodic sounds. "How... How do you know mien name?" he enquired, she turned to face him, "one of the other professors mentioned it on the plane, oh and by the way I'm Simian, but some people call me Simi, I thought you might want to know so you and the others don't have to keep calling me "girl" ". Kurt laughed silently and jokingly thought she must be a mind reader.
She leant back over, so her back was facing him again. He steadied his hand against her shoulder then with his other hand jabbed the needle into her shoulder blade. She jolted slightly from the pain. "Sorry" he murmured and she replied with a quiet "'s okay". He waited for the painkillers to kick in and reached for some disinfectant wipes with his tail from a stand behind him. Using his tail was like a third hand for him. He started gently cleaning the wound making sure it wouldn't get infected with something serious, each time he touched her skin she breathed in sharply. He assessed the deepness of the cut before decided she would be fine with it being stitched shut and a bandage taped around it for a few weeks. Once he'd finished stitching he helped her sit up, her eyes were slightly glazed. "Ze meds vill vere off in un hour or so" he turned his back so she could get off, stand up and dress.
Kurt stood there patiently waiting for her to finish. He took of his gloves and threw into the trash can. He felt soft hands rest on his shoulders and turned round. She was standing there looking frail and tired, her paleness heightened by her black hair and white dress, something that Rogue must have slipped her. She looked at him placing a hand on his cheek, the coldness of her skin making him shiver slightly. Her yellow eyes bore into his. "I don't want to sound rude Kurt but" her voice sounded like it was sighing "but you won't look at me Kurt, I promise I won't be offended but do I offend you?" he looked and felt confused at her words. He helped her into a seat as it looked like her legs were going to give way. "Vhy vould you think zat ze sight of you offended me? You're quite a pretty girl" he hoped he wasn't blushing "und anyvay it's not like your blue like me anyvay" he chuckled lightly and watched her blush slightly. "Blue is a pretty awesome colour man!" she grinned then noticed the marks on his skin "they're beautiful, what are they?" she asked. He rolled up his sleeve. "Zese? Zere ze holy symbols given to mien people by ze angel Gabriel." She nodded "so you're a holy man?" Before Kurt had time to answer he felt the professor's voice floating his head. He stood up and placed his hands on her shoulders "Sorry about this" he teleported out of the room leaving a bamf sound echoing round the room and purple smoke and the faint smell of brimstone.