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Kurt Darkholme ([personal profile] ecclesiophobic) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-03-13 08:13 pm

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Who: Kurt Darkholme
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Twin Roses
When: Evening 3/13

Broadcast One

[The video clicks on to a darkened room. Those lucky enough to have excellent night vision will probably be able to see that the camera is pointed at an angle toward the formerly prone and comatose Kurt, currently fidgeting in his bed as though struggling against something. Those not so gifted will have to content with hearing the rustling and soft bumping of the frame, punctuated intermediately by him muttering 'no' and 'get away' in his native German.

The movements and vocalizations of his nightmare become more pronounced until he gasps in the middle of a shout, his eyes flying open. The pinpricks of light vanish with the rest of him as he teleports away.]



Action One

[Kurt reappears in the main changing room of the Twin Roses' bathroom. He neither bothers with a light nor apologies to anyone currently in the area, but makes a beeline for the full-length mirror with silent urgency. And there he stays, half-asleep and staring at himself as though he doesn't recognize the man in the mirror.]


Action/Broadcast Two

[After he's had a chance to wake up a little more and put himself to dubious rights, Kurt makes his way to the kitchen to shut his growling stomach up. As he rummages through the cabinets, he uses his tail to pull up the network and make another broadcast, purposely this time.]

So, how much did I drink, who put me to bed, and who do I need to apologize to?
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[personal profile] passingthrough 2017-03-14 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Sure, probably tired after all that comaing. You know it was just a dream though. If it was real I'd have kicked his ass.
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[personal profile] passingthrough 2017-03-14 12:57 pm (UTC)(link)
We're festive like that. [She gives him a squeeze.] I know it's hard to believe, but he's a good man.
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[personal profile] passingthrough 2017-03-14 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods.] No trips to the Blameless for you. Got it. [She wonders if maybe she should give Hank a bit of a heads up just in case.]

Pavel Chekov. He's actually from Kirk's world. Serves on his ship. Smart. Sweet. One of my closest friends in the prison. And he remembers it. First time. [She was so excited for that. Hell, she was giddy. Best contrast to Kurt and Winn being in comas possible. But...] He just remembers more of it than I do. He remembers me being there longer which is [hesitates] news to me. [She's still grappling with the repercussions of what that means.]

And, apparently in that time [or even before?] he fell in love with me. And I guess I was...I don't know. He said I hadn't said it back and that we hadn't slept together knowingly. [Yeah, things happened in that place. She gets it, but it's also weird.] He mentioned me still being in love with Reid. [Maybe she shouldn't be telling him all this but she needs to talk about it with someone and most of her friends are also Winn's friends and they like him better. She figures she still has dibs on Kurt.]
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[personal profile] passingthrough 2017-03-24 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[She hugs him back.] It's a lot to take in. What if it isn't another me? What if it's a future me? The same way some people come here from further in the future from their homes only I'm still in the prison somehow? [It's confusing and concerning.]

And I'm worried about Pavel and Winn.
Edited 2017-03-24 01:50 (UTC)
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[personal profile] passingthrough 2017-03-24 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Also possible. I think I hope for that. I'm not sure we're going to find out in here...and if we do it will probably be bad whatever it is.

Mm...Something like that. I think they're mostly peaceful, but they are structured like military and they have weapons. Why?