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[ Calibration Rooms ]
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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

N - Q

Nami

Nux

One

Phèdre nó Delaunay
de Montrève

R - U

R. Daneel Olivaw

Rapunzel

Remy LeBeau

Riku

Robin Redbreast

Rogue

Santanico Pandemonium

Shawn Hunter

Stefan (Alesci) Salvatore

Steve "Orion" Rogers

Steven Quartz Universe

Souji Seta

Stiles Stilinski

Syeira

Tadashi Hamada

Tekhetsio

V - Z

Wrath

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I... I don't know! I'm just trying to figure out what just happened...

Then why don't ya ask that instead of philosophizin'? [Though he might have at the beginning of this conversation, before everyone got distracted, well... Rogue DID get distracted.] Or if you're that desperate, go ahead. Pick it up again.

[It's a dare, almost. She doesn't think he'll do it. But his consistent undercutting of her character is really starting to tick her off. She isn't who he thinks she is. She made a wrong choice. But that is not all that she is.]

[They're both prone to distraction. It must run in the family

But now Kurt's eyes widen and he quickly shakes his head.]

N-no way! When I picked that thing up... I felt all these awful feelings... [He runs a hand through his hair anxiously.]

Yeah, that must've sucked.

[Sarcasm engaged.

She shakes her tiny little made out of the fire head. And because he still seems to be clueless, Rogue decides to offer him a hint.]

Gee. I wonder what it would like to feel that way all the time.

Edited 2015-10-31 20:51 (UTC)

[Kurt has been internly denying it out of shock, but it's becoming harder to do so now that the fire Rogue has practically been telling him ouright. He breathes for a moment uncertainly and then breathes with a shallow gasp.]

All the time...?

[Crossing her arms.]

When ya hurt everythin' ya touch, it has a certain psychological impact. [Her voice was very matter of fact.] So does the lack of physical contact. There have been studies on just the impact lack of physical contact has on someone in the length of a week. Imagine over a decade.

[She glanced back at the trophy, frowning.] It was gettin' better, though.

[Hence, the protection around it.]

[He takes in her words for a while. Silently, with a deep frown and closed eyes.

Then he stands up, crosses the room and carefully reaches for the glass bell, to place over the broken trophy.

...And then he tries to look for a blanket to throw over that.]

[When Kurt replaces the glass, the sense of darkness and cold radiating from the trophy ceases, and the room is one again more comfortable. There are blankets on both the armchair and the couch, but when he throws one over the trophy, it won't stick, just slides right back off.]

No use tryin' ta hide it, Kurt. It'll still be there. Why don't ya just go... get somethin' ta eat or something.

[He Tried. Well, at least things feel comfortable again. And he turns back to the flame with a sheepish grin.]

Ohhh, you know the magic words!

Is there, um... a lot to eat around here? [He looks around uncertainly.]

Over in the cupboard. [The tiny fire figure points in that direction.] It should be full. It's not like I can eat right now.

If you say so! [He then nervously makes his way over to the cupboard and opens it up!]

[And nothing happens!

The cupboard is stocked with delicious dried goods, and also drinks of various kinds. Have at.]

Sweet! [He'll start snacking away at most of the selection immediately.]

[The moment Kurt takes his first bite, his other four senses fade slightly, putting all of his focus on taste. He becomes more aware of the weight of the food in his mouth, and the sensation is pleasurable. He becomes more focused on the taste of whatever he is eating, and it is good.]

[Kurt looks increasingly delighted as he chows down in the least dignified manner possible.]

Dude! This tastes awesome!

Good.

[Pause a beat.] So, you wanna get of here early there are two ways - touch the mirror or play the game.

[Through the looking glass... Kurt raises an eyebrow, intrigued.]

What kind of game are we talking here?

[He's guessing she doesn't want to just play Operation or Connect Four or Don't Wake Mutant Superterrorist Mom.]

Checkers.

[No, seriously, checkers. There's a board set up over by the window and everything.]

...Checkers? [He looks confused for a moment, but then he smirks confidently. Sure, why not?]

Fine, you're on! Prepare to be checked!

...riiight.

[So, waiting for him to go have a seat by the window, or whatever he chooses to do with the board.]

[He scampers over to seat himself by the window and looks over the board.]

So - how are we going to do this?

You know how ta play, right? Just move the pieces.

I know how to play, yeah! I'm just curious about... you know, your part. [She's kind of... over there, and on fire.

But he's settled down and ready to make the first move.]

Oh. Don't worry, you'll be playin' against the room.

[Only a bit of bitterness there, part of her just assuming that he doesn't want to play with her, as he doesn't seem to want anything to do with her.]

[He's still not even really sure what to make of any of this. But he does keep remembering those emotions he felt when he held the trophy. And that helps him think that whatever's going on, this is someone who needs someone else. So he responds to that bitterness timidly, as he reaches for a black piece.]

A-alright then. I'll take your room word for it. [He holds up the black piece.] Smoke before fire?

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