M'kay... people wanted more Kurt?
I give you..:
More Kurt. =)
Badly recreated... but yeah... ---------------
Chiara slunk back against the wall. She could hear Simon's voice even from back here, he was so obnoxious. His comment had brought back memories she'd wished had been left undisturbed.
She sighed and banged her head against the metal wall.
"Ow." she said quietly, rubbing the back of her skull. She'd under- estimated how hard the walls were. She pressed her lips together, frustrated.
Kurt was still whispering in the corner. She looked up at him.
"Could you be quieter please?" she asked.
"I'm whispering." Kurt said nervously. "I just..." he began. Chiara shook her head.
"It's fine." she said. "Just forget about it." she sighed and closed her eyes. She heard a noise, a rustling, close to her ear. She opened it's eyes again, seeing Kurt sitting cross-legged in front of her. She bit her lip, not sure how to react.
"You're frightened?" Kurt asked, his pointed teeth showing. He would have been vaguely creepy, save for his famous good nature.
"Not frightened... just... I don't know what to expect." she shrugged, folding her arms. Kurt smiled shyly.
"You're frightened." he said again, but this time it was not a question. "It's good. You shouldn't be over confident in this situation, fraulein." he encouraged. "Fear is a good educator." Chiara tried to smile, but it was hard. She had taught herself not to be fearful in these situations.
"I'd prefer to be confident." she said. But she was anything but. Nightcrawler gave an awkward shrug.
"I'd advise you to do your best," he started, "but I don't think you'll listen to me."
"I'll listen... I just..." Chiara tried to think of something to say. The only thing she'd seen Kurt do was become a human elevator. Kurt frowned slightly.
"You're not used to being a mutant, are you?" he asked, not waiting for her to finish. Chiara shook her head. "I never thought my abilities could be for any more than entertainment. I am blessed." he said, making the sign of the cross. "This is what our abilities are for, strengthening faith." he looked at her with yellow-orange eyes. Chiara looked back.
"Thanks..." she said. What Kurt had said, even through the heavy accent and Christian moments, had made sense. So now at least she had the confidence in what she was doing.
"Now, if you excuse me." Kurt said. He bowed his head a little and stood up. His hooved feet stepped away and he positioned himself at the back of the cabin again, crucifix in his fingers, and closed his eyes.
Chiara watched him for a moment, then went back to the main cabin. Everyone seemed to have switched seats somehow and were in heavy discussion with each other. The girl Khahara was sitting in her seat now talking to Streak about something. Chiara sat down in one of the front seats, an empty one, next to Add, who was sleeping with his mouth open.
She was easied back into a state of discomfort. She folded her arms and leant back in the seat, frowning. She heard Logan's voice say something darkly to Cyclops. It couldn't have been easy, shipping scared nine teenagers across the United States.
She suddenly felt something enter the back of her mind, like static background noise on a radio show. A calm voice spoke into her head. "Go to sleep, Chiara." she felt suddenly sleepy. In the few moments before she fell asleep, she noticed everyone else was more or less doing the same thing. One of the Xmen had used some psychic abilty to have them all for asleep. How long was it till Vancouver? Where was she? The last questions echoed through her mind as she fell into a dark, haunted sleep.
----------- Aaaaand crap chapter over... pokes it evil thing...
I give you..:
More Kurt. =)
Badly recreated... but yeah... ---------------
Chiara slunk back against the wall. She could hear Simon's voice even from back here, he was so obnoxious. His comment had brought back memories she'd wished had been left undisturbed.
She sighed and banged her head against the metal wall.
"Ow." she said quietly, rubbing the back of her skull. She'd under- estimated how hard the walls were. She pressed her lips together, frustrated.
Kurt was still whispering in the corner. She looked up at him.
"Could you be quieter please?" she asked.
"I'm whispering." Kurt said nervously. "I just..." he began. Chiara shook her head.
"It's fine." she said. "Just forget about it." she sighed and closed her eyes. She heard a noise, a rustling, close to her ear. She opened it's eyes again, seeing Kurt sitting cross-legged in front of her. She bit her lip, not sure how to react.
"You're frightened?" Kurt asked, his pointed teeth showing. He would have been vaguely creepy, save for his famous good nature.
"Not frightened... just... I don't know what to expect." she shrugged, folding her arms. Kurt smiled shyly.
"You're frightened." he said again, but this time it was not a question. "It's good. You shouldn't be over confident in this situation, fraulein." he encouraged. "Fear is a good educator." Chiara tried to smile, but it was hard. She had taught herself not to be fearful in these situations.
"I'd prefer to be confident." she said. But she was anything but. Nightcrawler gave an awkward shrug.
"I'd advise you to do your best," he started, "but I don't think you'll listen to me."
"I'll listen... I just..." Chiara tried to think of something to say. The only thing she'd seen Kurt do was become a human elevator. Kurt frowned slightly.
"You're not used to being a mutant, are you?" he asked, not waiting for her to finish. Chiara shook her head. "I never thought my abilities could be for any more than entertainment. I am blessed." he said, making the sign of the cross. "This is what our abilities are for, strengthening faith." he looked at her with yellow-orange eyes. Chiara looked back.
"Thanks..." she said. What Kurt had said, even through the heavy accent and Christian moments, had made sense. So now at least she had the confidence in what she was doing.
"Now, if you excuse me." Kurt said. He bowed his head a little and stood up. His hooved feet stepped away and he positioned himself at the back of the cabin again, crucifix in his fingers, and closed his eyes.
Chiara watched him for a moment, then went back to the main cabin. Everyone seemed to have switched seats somehow and were in heavy discussion with each other. The girl Khahara was sitting in her seat now talking to Streak about something. Chiara sat down in one of the front seats, an empty one, next to Add, who was sleeping with his mouth open.
She was easied back into a state of discomfort. She folded her arms and leant back in the seat, frowning. She heard Logan's voice say something darkly to Cyclops. It couldn't have been easy, shipping scared nine teenagers across the United States.
She suddenly felt something enter the back of her mind, like static background noise on a radio show. A calm voice spoke into her head. "Go to sleep, Chiara." she felt suddenly sleepy. In the few moments before she fell asleep, she noticed everyone else was more or less doing the same thing. One of the Xmen had used some psychic abilty to have them all for asleep. How long was it till Vancouver? Where was she? The last questions echoed through her mind as she fell into a dark, haunted sleep.
----------- Aaaaand crap chapter over... pokes it evil thing...