Too much thinking is a dangerous thing.

[notmysandwich]

He had been sitting outside in the massive backyard of Xavier's, thinking about how it was possible for the Timebreakers to not notice that they've made a mistake in sending Morph in the wrong universe. As he kept on contemplating this and going over every possible scenerio it only seemed to anger him just a slightest. The more he thought the more

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[schadenfreund]

Nightcrawler is, needless to say, surprised to see what appears to be the Hulk, on the grounds of the Xavier Institute. At least the green figure is sitting quietly..

"Er.. Guten tag?"

[notmysandwich]

Morph quickly snaps out of it when he hears those words. He changes back to his normal self and looks over to find Nightcrawler by his side, "I haven't noticed," he says and then turns to look at the sky, it was in fact nice and shiney, he then turns back to Kurt, "Oh yeah, guten tag indeed!"

He wondered how this version of Nightcrawler would be, he's met too many to even remember them all, although he always did remember Talia and in a strange way she would always be in his heart.

[schadenfreund]

Nightcrawler is slightly less taken aback by the sudden shift in shape - after all, his mother is Mystique. And this strange new guest had to be less dangerous than the Hulk.

"Ah, I believe the Professor mentioned you. Morph, ja?"

[notmysandwich]

"Oh great, he's been spreading rumours about me, hasn't he?" Morph jokes in a rather deadpan kind of way. "Well two can play that game!" He changes to Xavier "I still sleep with Mr. Teddy," he grins as he finishes his sentence.

After which, he shifts back to himself, "Don't tell him I said that," he whispers. "Yeah, I'm Morph, Kurt." He pauses for a slight bit and then says, "You're name is still Kurt here, right?" He was so unsure of this world that he just had to ask, I mean who knows...for all we know his name could be ...Steve or something.

[schadenfreund]

"Kurt Wagner, also known as Nightcrawler."

He nods, smiling.

"It must be strange to be in a world with so many people you know, who don't know you. We have had several visitors like yourself, in fact, lately. A version of Calvin Rankin, and a pink teleporter named Blink, and one who resembles myself - apparently a relative of mine, in another world."

[notmysandwich]

Morph's mouth dropped after he heard that it wasn't just him that was stuck in this messed up world. Apparently Blink, Mimic and Nocturne too. "Where are they now!?" He asks so suddnely. He was ready to run towards them if he had to. He needed to sort this out urgently and figure it all out. A good question would be why this particular world?

[schadenfreund]

"I have not seen Blink in some time, and Calvin has been absent since shortly after the fight in New York - taking time to recover, perhaps? T.J. comes and goes from the Mansion as she pleases - I am not sure where she is at the moment."

[notmysandwich]

"Oh, I see," Morph frowns after he hears the news, making some puppy-eyed sad look at Kurt, "is there anyway to contact them?" He couldn't help to ask.

He takes a seat on the patio looking out and sighs a bit. Surely there was a way of finding all of this out but he needed help from others.

[schadenfreund]

"Well, you could try leaving T.J. a note, sliding it under her door."

Kurt chuckles.

"They all had the same disorientation that you seem to have, so they're still finding their places. You may have to be patient, mein freund."

[notmysandwich]

Morph smiled at the thought of leaving a note, "Hmm, perhaps a note is a good idea..." he then morphs himself a pen and paper and gets down to writing, "Dear T.J., how I long for you. You have the smile of an angel...however an angel's smile is suppose to look like...yeah, you got that. Exactly..." he pauses and thinks for a bit, "...how I miss going to the park, slash, walking together at the beach, slash, eating children with butter, slash, going to the movies..."

Then in brackets he writes, 'pick one'. He looks over at Kurt for a moment, "What else did we enjoy doing and whatever it was that I sooo missed about her?"

[schadenfreund]

Kurt raises an eyebrow.

"I am sure I don't know, having only met her in the last few months. Are you even certain she is the same one you know? Apparently there are thousands of these worlds.."

[notmysandwich]

He pauses for a moment and thinks about what Kurt had just said, "Well then if she's not the same one I know then she's discovered how to jump different universes...nevertheless I would still need her if that was the case," feeling rather clever with his statement he couldn't help to stick his tongue out at Kurt.

[schadenfreund]

"You should also consider consulting with Reed Richards. I assume you have one of him in the world you come from?"

[notmysandwich]

Morph felt the need to yank Kurt's chain, "Yeah, we do, but we call him Grandmaster of Cool. It's disrespectful to call him by his real name!" He tells it in a rather deadpan way but tries hard not to smile.

[schadenfreund]

"Of.. course it is."

He's not buying it.

"We can arrange a ride to the Baxter Building sometime if you like."

[notmysandwich]

Morph continues to try to yank Kurt's chain, "Oh you mean the Taxber Tuilding! Yeah, all the B and Ts are replaced where I come from, it's a bit weird, I know, but you get use to it..." he then pauses for a moment and realized he said 'but' instead of 'tub', he then quickly tries to correct himself but realizes that his joke just ended there.

"Yeah, we should do. Can you fly the Blackbird?" A better question would've been can Morph fly the Blackbird.