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Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: July Planet!
When: The month of July!

[This is another planet mingle since the first one has nearly hit captcha! Feel free to continue threads or start brand new ones!]

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[pain_train]

[Oh yes, she is okay with that. Save that thought for a bit later, when they have some privacy. She's got a few thoughts of her own, one of which involves pinning Kurt to the bed, and she'll let that one leak over. Fair's fair.] If you stay inside all the time, you don't need to put on pants. [Important fact there.]

[She laughs and gives him a playful little shove, thought the strength behind it is notably higher than it's ever been before. She's gone through the first round of tuning her synthetics up; she's only going to get stronger and faster from here.]

[ecclesiophobic]

[Oh hey, that's definitely a spark of interest in that idea, even as he shakes his head with a chuckle. 'Shameless', and the word carries with it no small amount of approval and amusement. It feels good to be wanted like that again; she reminds him that his body is more than a shell that aches at the hips and knees.] Trying to tempt the devil, now? ..It's working. [Because clothes suck when you have fur, there's no two ways about it. If cold weren't a thing, he'd be a nudist.

Not expecting that amount of strength, Kurt doesn't brace himself enough and stumbles. For a moment he blinks, surprised, and then a brilliant smile splits his face.] You're recovering quickly.

[pain_train]

[If cold weren't a thing, she'd be a nudist too. What a match. Grin.] You're fucked in the best possible way when Beverly says I'm okay to go hard.

Oh, sorry! I still need to adjust, I had my first tune-up today. So I gotta remember like... how to gauge my own strength again. Little bit at a time is better since we have the time. Better than when they just slapped all that shit in me and then I had to gauge my grip strength out with glass bulbs because there wasn't any time.

[ecclesiophobic]

[And that is when Kurt's higher thinking freezes, because that comment was like a shock to the gut. Self control, Kurt. Self control. There'll be time enough later tonight when--the thought cuts off abruptly as he laughs, shaking his head.] Horrible.

[The smile doesn't dim a bit, and is suddenly accompanied by a rush of joy and pride.] Nein, don't apologize. This is wonderful. Do you know how many more adjustments you'll need?

[pain_train]

Not horrible at all. [Grin.]

It's probably gonna be a few months, just to give my regular muscles time to catch up. It's been so long since I was at full speed, it's like my body's forgotten how it works.

[ecclesiophobic]

Nein, not horrible. Just wicked timing. [He leans in with intent to steal a quick kiss, the gesture accompanied by a swell of affection and fondness. Being around her brings him such joy (and guilt for being happy, but he's doing his best to ignore it for now.)]

That's fairly normal when an injury takes a while to heal. Body gets used to being not what it was. [He pauses, tail twitching for wanting to sketch a gesture.] Have I said how glad I am to see you out of that bed?

[pain_train]

[He can have all the kisses he wants, really.] You shouldn't ever feel bad about being happy. You've earned it here.

I'm going to have to really work to get all my flexibility back! [She smiles.] You can always tell me some more.

[ecclesiophobic]

[Kurt blinks, briefly startled at having the emotions he'd been trying to ignore addressed; but only briefly, because he has met Wrath. The smile he offers is gentle and just a touch sad, completely reflecting his current emotions.] Nein, but sweet of you to say.

[The smile widens, chasing away the tinge of melancholy for the moment with mischief.] I might know a man who could help. Handsome devil, flexible as sin. [At least the self-confidence is completely genuine. It's better to focus on that than the remembered fear and impotent rage he'd felt when neither of them knew when she'd walk again.] So glad. I'd have had to give a different surprise.

[pain_train]

[She nudges him lightly.] Just make it easier on yourself and agree with me, cause I'm right.

[Ooh, she likes the sound of this.] Does he do private appointments? [Yes, she knows it's you, Kurt, and she is so on board with that.] Any surprise is good, but I'm glad I can get this one on my own two feet.

[ecclesiophobic]

Oh, is that how it is?

I'm sure that could be arranged for a nominal fee. [Totally not thinking of money here; or, for that matter, anything self-serving. The people-pleasing urges had to be diverted somewhere.] On your two feet? What if I wanted to show off and walk you up a tree?

[pain_train]

Yup, at least when you're being kinda dumb.

I bet I could manage something for that. [She laughs.] Okay, I guess you could do something that cool if you wanted. I wouldn't complain.