universal_charm | World 03 - Returning to Normal Space [ Action / Audio ]

[ Okay, this sucked. This really, really sucked. To be quite honest he wasn't very sure how long he had been locked up and poked and prodded, but it was long enough and he had never been quite so happy for fresh air and trees. He just hated that he was jumping at every little crack and tweet. He hadn't been this twitchy since... well, he couldn't remember. Maybe his first big storm, but what did it matter? He was twitchy, but wouldn't you be after being held captive for so long?

And he was seriously out of shape if this jaunt through the wood was making him pant and sweat. He gulped, aching everywhere, and pretty sure that his already bruised up body would not thank him for this later. In fact, it was not thanking him now. It was violently protesting, and he finally gave him and found a place to ease himself down and sit.

He thought it must have been some sort of cruel mercy that his captors had given him back his journal-thing when he woke up inside the forest of his original birdcage. He glared at it for a minute as he tried to remember how to turn it on, and finally got it going, so a little image of him appeared to whoever was listen. ]

So, contrary to what I assume is popular belief, I'm not dead. But, uh, could use some help making it all the way home, you know? I'm sitting in the woods, hugging a tree, so come and find me. I don't plan on moving any time soon.

[ He doesn't think he looks to bad to others, at least. He has a few bruises around his jaw and nose, but otherwise does not seem overly harmed. Though the bruises are a lovely shade of blue and green at this point. ]

[ooc: Yup, he's back from kidnapping!! With a little side-effect: his flirt skills are going to be seriously cramped for a bit, since anytime he sees a girl, he'll get physically ill. Don't take it personally ladies.]

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So the Sagrada Familia is completed but you still have problems with political correctness? bull. shit.

[He sighed. It wouldn't take them much longer to reach the village and, by extension, Community House 1.]

Dude, where there are politics, there is political correctness. Hand it hand. Trust me, I wish we could dispense with it as much as you, but no, feelings and all that junk and not stepping on toes.

Well. Screw that. I'll say 'Merry Christmas' if I want to, thanks. Same with the Bonne année et bonne santé. [He's French. Spare him the lecture.

He paused for a moment to catch his breath and assess the surroundings. Maybe it was the chill that made everything more difficult, he wondered. Regardless, he kept his cool.]

Shouldn't be much further. We'll want to get you showered too. And clothes.

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_{[He noticed the way the other paused, seemingly tired. Kirk thought he himself had a reason, but why would Lupin...?]}

I say Merry Christmas all I want. I was raised on Christmas.

But you doing okay? Not used to cold weather?

Just been ill lately, that's all. On the mend.

[Said simply, concisely. Kirk didn't need to know about what he experienced last summer--that was outside, personal information.]

And I think I can see the forest clearing ahead. Your place or mine?

I guess mine. It's the one I know and I don't want to take up space in yours.

_{[He was hurt, but he was a man, damn it! He would act like one... and play it up later against Spock.]}

All right.

[Nevermind that he's had a certain Vulcan sleeping in the spare room of his apartment for the last six weeks.]

We can get your clothes that way too. Mine won't fit you. You're too...

[Stocky. Broad. Muscular. Built like a soldier.]

I dunno, I might. Our overlords weren't big on me getting physical exercise.

_{[It was true. Beneath his clothes, Kurt had dropped a few pounds and quite a bit of muscle tone. It was going to take some seriously hard work to get it back.]}

[Lupin eyed him up and down just once.]

Trust me. You won't.

[His suits were custom tailored for a reason. Lupin was a very slender, leggy man. Normal sizes simply didn't fit him right.]

_{[Yeah yeah. Would have been Kirk's response, but he was tired, wanted a bath and some real, clean clothes and wanted to see Spock, honestly.]}

Heh, fine by me anyways. I was never a suit man.

[He wouldn't look good in a suit either, Lupin thought in a brief moment of agitation. It wasn't fair, he knew, but this was still something that he needed to play evenly on. Kirk was important to Spock, that wasn't a question. The larger one revolved around the fact that Lupin still didn't know how to handle the fact that he had been adopted by Spock.

He held his tongue, for the sake of their mutual friend.]

It'll be a bit longer to get to your place then. That. [He pointed at the apartment building.] Is mine.

[He kept his pace even but slow for Kirk to keep up as he deviated from the earthen paths in the town to get to the other house more quickly. Don't even ask how Lupin knew which one or where it was.]

Well... do you mind if I take a break at your place and you go to mine to get me something clean? And maybe let me take a shower? Sorry, just... really tired...

_{[He was panting, his bruises, dehydration, and mal-nutrition getting to him.]}

We can do that, but it's safer to not leave you alone in there. [because Fujiko.] I have a coat that should fit you...

Okay, whatever works. Just so I can sit for a second.

_{[He pauses and gives the other a look.]}

What, are you harboring a rabid badger or something?

[Coolly:]

That's none of your business.

Maybe not, but if you have a rabid badger I would like a bit of forewarning so as not to get bit. I've had enough things stuck in my recently, thanks.

Just watch your step; I'm rooming with a real wildcat.

Hmm, better, I guess. We getting any closer?

CH 1 is just up ahead~

Awesome. I didn't think it was such a long hike...

_{[But he was was perspiring some, which wasn't a good sign for the normally fit man.]}

[Exertion was normal after six weeks in captivity. Lupin knew--he spent the last four months being being on standby.]

You're lucky that one of my neighbors decided to splurge and give us an elevator then. He's a good [and lazy] man.

Lucky for you it means you don't have to carry me up.

_{[He grinned something, though it was marred by his bruises and fell quickly as the pain spiked through this nerves.]}

[He arched an eyebrow--for Kirk to not see. 'Lucky' meant that he didn't have to leave Kirk on the lower levels and pawn him off on Harry Dresden.]

...I'm no doctor, but I can do coffee.

[He's ignoring that comment, not in the mood to deal with it. They were at the door in moments and Lupin held it open for him.]

After you.

_{[Hey, at least Harry liked him.

He shuffled in and groaned as he leaned back against the elevator wall, getting his breath back.]}

You know... thanks, really. For coming to get me.

[He shrugged and hit the button for the third floor.]

You're you, and a friend of a friend. How could I not?

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