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[there_is_a_me]

This is Spoon. Spoon is...doing. He's definitely doing. Currently what he's doing is polishing his armor.

For the fifth time.

Today.

But he's not pacing. (Anymore.) Or snarling at people. Or chasing demon bunnies just to see them run.

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[saebelrassler]

A dark blue shape with two yellow lights in it appears in the reflections on Spoon's armor. "Careful, mein freund. You'll rub a hole right through it at this pace."

[there_is_a_me]

The colors are rather muddy, seeing as the armor is black. Black like a Xenomorph's skin.

Spoon has the ugliest fucking armor ever known to man. "Doubt it." he says, "Kainde amedha is hard to mess up."

[saebelrassler]

Then perhaps only his eyes show up. Kurt's fur has the tendency to absorb light.

"Well you're going at it with enough dedication that there may be a first time for everything. Preparing for something that isn't coming soon enough?"

[there_is_a_me]

"Can't leave yet. I don't do well trapped. Caged. I don't like cages." Spoon says, and while he's not hysterical he's...not doing well. "It's not good for me brain."

[saebelrassler]

"Ah, you are Bound as well?" Kurt knows the feeling. "Hmm. If you would care for some exercize, I could also use an excuse to stretch in a way that is more exciting than sword forms. How would you feel about a game of tag?"

[there_is_a_me]

"Only by da's word, but it's unbreakable." Spoon says with a sigh, "And...I don't think that'd be a good idea. I'm not sane. Tag...chasing things...it's too likely that I'd fall into old patterns.

"In this case old patterns means hunting things." he wrenches himself away before finishing the trigger phrase, "I was...trained. To hunt people."

[saebelrassler]

Kurt thinks about this, and watches Spoon's eyes.

"I have been thinking for a little while that you remind me of a very good friend. You've met Logan, or some alternate of him here, ya? When we first joined the X-Men, oh many years ago, his nickname was Berserker. He was a weapon, a beast, struggling to remember how to be a man, and much of the world would not give him that chance. The X-Men, at least my generation, were very much about second chances and becoming more than the monsters that people would have us be." Quite a different life from the hiding, performing and pitchforks Kurt had almost died on before.

"Logan has spent a long time re-learning control, but he is a good man, and far more than the monster he was raised to be. I feel you are also. I would give you the same trust, and train with you, if you will also trust me to remove myself from harm's way, and to do what is necessary to keep you from harming others, I think we might do very well."

[there_is_a_me]

Spoon says, very quietly, "I'm infectious. That's the big difference, innit? I'm infectious. Sometimes I can trust meself to train with people, sometimes I can't."

Faster than a normal human (although not nearly as fast as some mutants) Spoon reaches out and slams his fingers into the wood of the table; then pulls his hand back. Deep punctures score the wood where his fingertips hit, but the speed is too fast to see his nails change shape.

"Right now I can't. Nearly ate someone the other day; bloody stupid chav got in me face. Optimus Prime had to get me out of there."

[saebelrassler]

Kurt is shocked by the display - it was very fast and loud, who wouldn't be? - but other than assuming a crouch, doesn't move. He straightens again, and examines the table. ...Yeah that could ruin a guy's whole day.

"Very well. It seemed like wisdom to offer you some sort of exercise before you go stir crazy, to offset incidents like that one. I can teleport, incidentally, and am well trained in fighting, hiding and tactics, but you know your limits far better than I."

[there_is_a_me]

"And I appreciate it. I don't want you to think that I don't." Spoon says, very sincerely, "When I'm saner I would love to work out with you, it's just that right now...right now I can't. If you want to grab a pack of playing cards or anything, uh. I'm a lousy poker player?"

[saebelrassler]

His face softens. "Very well then, cards for now. And don't you worry, I once taught a boat full of pirates and scoundrels how to play Texas hold'em. You can't possibly be worse! For one thing, you smell better." A grin and a wink, and hopefully Spoon will cheer up again!

[there_is_a_me]

"Course I do." Spoon says mildly, "I use chocolate scented soap." It's because Ace has an addiction. He's not going to get happy, but he's willing to work at it. Sometimes that really is the best you can do.

[saebelrassler]

"Huh. I'll bet that makes you very popular with the puppies." Hey, knowing what pleases your lady is an excellent skill to have!

They aquire some cards, possibly from a friendly wait-rat, and Kurt shuffles. "Should we ask if people would like to play with us?"

((afk for a bit, but that might make a fun new post?))

[there_is_a_me]

((I am going to be in class for most of the night...I won't actually be getting home until around 10.30pm PST. So...uh. As long as there is a note that Spoon'll be very slow?))

"Sure, if you want." Spoon says, "But I'm not playing for anything more than, say, biscuits."