Amanda, Kurt - Thursday afternoon
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xp_logsAfter Marie's reaction to her news, Amanda decides to make sure Kurt's dealing with things. Of course, it would help if he knew.
Kurt was still mildly concerned about Marie, but to be honest, he had bigger things on his mind. He'd find out what was going on as soon as she was well enough to talk to him. It was only a day to wait, after all. He'd made his way to the gym, trying to maintain his normal mansion activity as a way to clear his mind, and was now in the middle of his usual trapeze routine.
Where would a Kurt be? Amanda wasn't a hell of a lot clearer on things after a brief visit with Marie - the older girl had been incredibly hungover after her stint at Harry's - but she figured it'd be a good idea to check up on her older brother. After all, it wasn't every day you discovered you had a sister. An actual blood relative, even. After asking a few students, she finally tracked him down to the gym, and the trapeze. "Hey, Blue," she called up at the swinging figure. "How're you holding up?"
As far as he knew, all she was talking about was the recent clan events - it wasn't as if those didn't give enough reason he might not be holding up so well. "As well as can be expected", was the answer, as un-tired as he could make it sound. "You?"
"Still trying to get my head 'round all this." She gave him a wry grin. "I've gotta say, you're taking it better than I thought you would, on top of everything else."
He blinked down at her, suddenly more concerned again. "...on top of everything else?"
"Well, yeah. Funeral, the whole family thing... tho' I guess this could be called family drama too, considering." Amanda shook her head. "Not every day something like this happens."
"...something like what?" He was starting to put things together, though, this with Marie's mysterious text message, and not much liking what he came up with.
The penny finally dropped. "Oh, bollocks." Amanda gave him a striken look. "You don't know, do you?"
"Do not know what?" Kurt asked patiently, looking down at her.
"Why is it always me with the big mouth?" Amanda muttered to herself, before raising her voice for him to hear. "Marie. She sort of found out that, um... Mystique'sherdad." The last was blurted out in one breath.
That just got blinking, for some considerable time, and no other movement.
She was going to ask Betsy and Sofia for lessons in telling people uncomfortable news, she really was. "Kurt?" she called up, worriedly. He was too far up for her to see his expression clearly. "You all right?"
His voice was oddly distant, when he answered. "Why can my relatives never do anything normally?"
"Because we live in a big fucked up soap opera?" Amanda shoved her hands in the pockets of her jeans and shrugged a little. "Still, it means Marie's your sister. That's not such a bad thing, yeah?"
"Not bad at all", he said quietly. "It is only, if we were to be half-siblings from the same person, I could wish that person could have remained the same gender."
"What, an evil shapeshifter keep some continuity so we don't have the whole mindfuck going on?" The witch snorted a little. "I guess it's a it like why dogs lick their balls - she does it 'cause she can."
"...I suppose." He didn't sound either convinced or particularly okay, though.
Amanda rolled her eyes a little. "Kurt, a couple of weeks ago you were stuck in Wanda's body. A few months before that, you got turned into a woman. This isn't the weirdest thing to happen in the past year, you know." But she took pity on him. "But if you want to try Marie's way of coping, I'll buy the first round at Finnegan's, if you want to bamf us back to New York? Harry won't serve me for another seven months yet."
"Not the weirdest, perhaps. But those did not... matter, so much. They were temporary, they did nothing to my life." He shrugged slightly. "I might, at that."
"C'mon, then." Amanda could have argued that this didn't change his life overmuch either, except that a teammate was now a relative, but her attitude towards family had always been geared towards making connections along the way. Her friend was now her sister, she supposed, but it didn't change who either of them were, not really. She beckoned him down. "Just don't throw up or pass out, yeah? Or I'll set Wanda onto you." Then she grimaced. "And you know the worst part of this, least for me?"
Kurt's idea of family had always been very different. He still didn't regard the X-Men as family, really, just as very trusted friends. "No, but tell me." He bamfed to the ground beside her.
"It means bloody Ms. Perfect was right." Amanda shook her head. "She'll never let me hear the end of this."
Kurt was still mildly concerned about Marie, but to be honest, he had bigger things on his mind. He'd find out what was going on as soon as she was well enough to talk to him. It was only a day to wait, after all. He'd made his way to the gym, trying to maintain his normal mansion activity as a way to clear his mind, and was now in the middle of his usual trapeze routine.
Where would a Kurt be? Amanda wasn't a hell of a lot clearer on things after a brief visit with Marie - the older girl had been incredibly hungover after her stint at Harry's - but she figured it'd be a good idea to check up on her older brother. After all, it wasn't every day you discovered you had a sister. An actual blood relative, even. After asking a few students, she finally tracked him down to the gym, and the trapeze. "Hey, Blue," she called up at the swinging figure. "How're you holding up?"
As far as he knew, all she was talking about was the recent clan events - it wasn't as if those didn't give enough reason he might not be holding up so well. "As well as can be expected", was the answer, as un-tired as he could make it sound. "You?"
"Still trying to get my head 'round all this." She gave him a wry grin. "I've gotta say, you're taking it better than I thought you would, on top of everything else."
He blinked down at her, suddenly more concerned again. "...on top of everything else?"
"Well, yeah. Funeral, the whole family thing... tho' I guess this could be called family drama too, considering." Amanda shook her head. "Not every day something like this happens."
"...something like what?" He was starting to put things together, though, this with Marie's mysterious text message, and not much liking what he came up with.
The penny finally dropped. "Oh, bollocks." Amanda gave him a striken look. "You don't know, do you?"
"Do not know what?" Kurt asked patiently, looking down at her.
"Why is it always me with the big mouth?" Amanda muttered to herself, before raising her voice for him to hear. "Marie. She sort of found out that, um... Mystique'sherdad." The last was blurted out in one breath.
That just got blinking, for some considerable time, and no other movement.
She was going to ask Betsy and Sofia for lessons in telling people uncomfortable news, she really was. "Kurt?" she called up, worriedly. He was too far up for her to see his expression clearly. "You all right?"
His voice was oddly distant, when he answered. "Why can my relatives never do anything normally?"
"Because we live in a big fucked up soap opera?" Amanda shoved her hands in the pockets of her jeans and shrugged a little. "Still, it means Marie's your sister. That's not such a bad thing, yeah?"
"Not bad at all", he said quietly. "It is only, if we were to be half-siblings from the same person, I could wish that person could have remained the same gender."
"What, an evil shapeshifter keep some continuity so we don't have the whole mindfuck going on?" The witch snorted a little. "I guess it's a it like why dogs lick their balls - she does it 'cause she can."
"...I suppose." He didn't sound either convinced or particularly okay, though.
Amanda rolled her eyes a little. "Kurt, a couple of weeks ago you were stuck in Wanda's body. A few months before that, you got turned into a woman. This isn't the weirdest thing to happen in the past year, you know." But she took pity on him. "But if you want to try Marie's way of coping, I'll buy the first round at Finnegan's, if you want to bamf us back to New York? Harry won't serve me for another seven months yet."
"Not the weirdest, perhaps. But those did not... matter, so much. They were temporary, they did nothing to my life." He shrugged slightly. "I might, at that."
"C'mon, then." Amanda could have argued that this didn't change his life overmuch either, except that a teammate was now a relative, but her attitude towards family had always been geared towards making connections along the way. Her friend was now her sister, she supposed, but it didn't change who either of them were, not really. She beckoned him down. "Just don't throw up or pass out, yeah? Or I'll set Wanda onto you." Then she grimaced. "And you know the worst part of this, least for me?"
Kurt's idea of family had always been very different. He still didn't regard the X-Men as family, really, just as very trusted friends. "No, but tell me." He bamfed to the ground beside her.
"It means bloody Ms. Perfect was right." Amanda shook her head. "She'll never let me hear the end of this."
