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[fuzzydudedingly]

[Crowding was no obstacle for Kurt with his abilities to poof to and from places at will.  Of course, he had to know the whole mall inside and out before knowing where to teleport to, so that's where almost a full day of his life went into.  At least everyone's too busy shopping for the big sales to notice these teleportations... at least to Kurt's

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[toweredingly]

[There was a time when Roland would have been shocked by strange people randomly teleporting two feet behind him. Sadly, his life has been of the sort where very little shocks him any more]

[He turns with the unnatural speed only a gunslinger (or a mutant, I guess) has, grabbing Kurt's shoulder]

That's the second time I've seen you do that, sai. How? And why?

[fuzzydudedingly]

[Kurt shrieks and his shoulders tense up with the contact. Instinctively, he teleports to get away, but because of Roland grabbing his shoulder, he was teleported as well and the both wound up in the middle of a women's undergarments store]

Um...

[toweredingly]

[GLARE! Totally ignoring their surroundings!]

[He squeezes Kurt's shoulder, hard enough to hurt]

I asked you a question, sai. What are you, and how are you doing that?

[fuzzydudedingly]

[Kurt cringes, teleporting is useless now]

OOOOW! That hurt!

I'm a mutant and that's my special ability! Does that answer your question?

[Holy crud this is probably worse and more painful than people running away at the sight of him please let go old man you're crushing a young boy's shoulder!]

[toweredingly]

[Loosens his grip a little, moving his thumb away from the nerve he just pinched]

No. The mutants I know of have few special abilities, unless extra limbs or guts outside their bodies is considered a special ability.

But I cry your pardon, sai. You startled me.

Your shoulder should stop hurting soon, if it hasn't already. I pinched a nerve, that's all. But tell me if it hasn't. You're clearly not physically human, after all.

[fuzzydudedingly]

Mutants come in all kinds I... guess?

I think I'm fine. I'll try to watch where I teleport. [Smiling weakly, some things are in more priority than noticing where he's at]

Hey! Maybe you could help me! I'm looking for someone named Rolaids!

[!!!]

No, wait...

[Pulls out slip of paper from his pocket]

Ah!

Roland!

I'm looking for Roland!

[toweredingly]

[Raises his eyebrows]

Say true?

You've found him. My name is Roland Deschain.