The pleasant whurring, and the rhythmic beep of the cardiac machines were
very relaxing sounds, at least that's what Professor Xavier thought. He
smiled and placed the used needle in the trash can, returning to Kurt's
side. He looked him over. His breathing was slightly ragged, but he was
fine. The Professor started away, but stopped and returned upon hearing a
moan.
"Good evening, Mr. Wagner." He chuckled lightly. The young man's eyes opened and took in their surroundings before meeting the Professor's.
"How are you feeling?"
"Exhausted.." Kurt said hoarsely. "It's like I can't make up my mind.. about anything."
"How so?" The Professor prodded curiously.
"Like, I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat. I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep.." The Professor nodded. He started to talk again, but when Kurt gasped and shot up, he stopped.
"What is it?"
"Gambit! Is he- did I make it in time!?"
"He's fine, thanks to you." The Professor reassured him gently.
"How did you know? How was I even able to hear you?" Xavier smiled.
"That is my gift." He gently placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Now, I know you may not want to sleep, but your body needs rest. You've done quite enough already, Nightcrawler, go to sleep." The young man sighed, and laid back down.
"Professor?" The older man turned his head over his shoulder as he started away.
"Yes?"
"Thanks." Kurt rested his head on his arm, and was out in seconds.
Professor Xavier watched him for a moment or two before heading into the other room to check on Gambit. He opened the door slowly, and was surprised to find Gambit sitting upright, playing a game of cards with himself.
"Well, this is a surprise." He chuckled. "How are you feeling?"
"Numb, incredibly numb." Gambit sighed, putting away his cards. "I don't like it. How much longer am I going to have to stay here?" The Professor sighed, he'd expected that. He'd expected the young Cajun to be restless.
"Well, I guess it depends,"
"On?" He said, feeling very irritable and sounding slightly belligerent.
"Mr. LaBeau, you were in critical condition this morning. I think at least a few days is acceptable." He started towards the door.
"Professor, just one thing.."
"Yes?" Gambit held up his deck of cards.
"Can you bring me another deck?"
"What's wrong with that one?"
"It's full of aces.."
"Aces?" Gambit nodded.
"Good evening, Mr. Wagner." He chuckled lightly. The young man's eyes opened and took in their surroundings before meeting the Professor's.
"How are you feeling?"
"Exhausted.." Kurt said hoarsely. "It's like I can't make up my mind.. about anything."
"How so?" The Professor prodded curiously.
"Like, I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat. I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep.." The Professor nodded. He started to talk again, but when Kurt gasped and shot up, he stopped.
"What is it?"
"Gambit! Is he- did I make it in time!?"
"He's fine, thanks to you." The Professor reassured him gently.
"How did you know? How was I even able to hear you?" Xavier smiled.
"That is my gift." He gently placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Now, I know you may not want to sleep, but your body needs rest. You've done quite enough already, Nightcrawler, go to sleep." The young man sighed, and laid back down.
"Professor?" The older man turned his head over his shoulder as he started away.
"Yes?"
"Thanks." Kurt rested his head on his arm, and was out in seconds.
Professor Xavier watched him for a moment or two before heading into the other room to check on Gambit. He opened the door slowly, and was surprised to find Gambit sitting upright, playing a game of cards with himself.
"Well, this is a surprise." He chuckled. "How are you feeling?"
"Numb, incredibly numb." Gambit sighed, putting away his cards. "I don't like it. How much longer am I going to have to stay here?" The Professor sighed, he'd expected that. He'd expected the young Cajun to be restless.
"Well, I guess it depends,"
"On?" He said, feeling very irritable and sounding slightly belligerent.
"Mr. LaBeau, you were in critical condition this morning. I think at least a few days is acceptable." He started towards the door.
"Professor, just one thing.."
"Yes?" Gambit held up his deck of cards.
"Can you bring me another deck?"
"What's wrong with that one?"
"It's full of aces.."
"Aces?" Gambit nodded.
