First Entrance

[makesculture]

The bell rings and Kurt Hummel is nowhere near presentable enough to be in public, but that's the warning bell. It's called the warning bell for a reason: anyone who reaches homeroom after the second bell that will follow in 60 seconds will find himself a prime target for detention. Some teachers are sympathetic to students who walk in reeking of

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[not_lugosi]

Oh, God. That poor Chanel scarf. What has that kid done to it?

(Bela is the personification of empathy.)

[makesculture]

At one point in Kurt's day, the point before Noah Puckerman and his cronies appeared out of nowhere in the student parking lot, the scarf was tied in a jaunty knot. It's more … bedraggled, now.

Kurt generally takes things pretty well in stride, but the appearance of a drinking establishment in the door between the little boys' room and the science wing is an unprecedented event. His eyes are huge.

As he scans the room, he automatically catalogs a woman's outfit without really thinking about it. Jimmy Choos, cocoa tailored slacks and a burgundy silk blouse - trés classy, if, to Kurt's eye, a little boardroom chic for everyday wear. But then the next person he looks at seems to have fur, and boardroom chic starts looking great.

[not_lugosi]

Her latest con does, in fact, take place in a corporate setting, so this assumption is well-called!

While she may not be the personification of empathy, she's also not into teenagers walking around in this stage of dishevelment.

"What happened to you? Do you need some club soda for stains?"

[makesculture]

Kurt's eyes slide back to the stranger in the gorgeous pumps.

"Several members of the football team were threatened by my sartorial choices," he says, regaining some of his composure. When in doubt, go haughty. He adds, blunt: "I got dumpstered."

Kurt regularly carries a stain removal stick and a bottle of club soda in his bag. He was intending to make use of both while in the back row of Ms. Zimmerman's homeroom, using Jacob Ben Israel - who sits in front of him - and his Jew-fro as a shield against being spotted paying more attention to his fashion emergency than to the morning announcements, but now - he's late.

His eyes widen again. "I'm going to get detention." He spins back toward the door.

[hallelujahpilot]

There is a pilot lounging at a nearby table, sketching. Her clothing? flightsuit, boots (black, combat, worn in and currently on the table), and a hand-gun. She has also pulled her black hair back into a careless ponytail and is, well. Looking her normal self.

She also glances up as the door doesn't shut.

"Plan on just standin' there?" She asks him.

[makesculture]

Kurt's mouth moves before his brain entirely catches up. "That was the general idea," he says, shellshocked.

[hallelujahpilot]

"Well, you're gonna be in the way," Trudy points out, not unkindly.

[makesculture]

"I'm - " For the first time, Kurt glances over to see who exactly is addressing him. It may become clear that he wasn't paying much attention to what was said to him, or what he said, when he says: "What?"

The jumpsuit is heinous. It looks like a Destiny's Child costume circa 2001, just with more skin coverage.

[morethanprops]

Moist's suit is looking rather impeccable at the moment, three piece, slight hint of a pinstripe though it still has some creases in the sleeves he can't get out as he walks behind Kurt,

"Jump out of a window?"

[makesculture]

The look that Kurt shoots the stranger over his own shoulder is all eyebrows, with a generous helping of bewilderment and more than a pinch of cynicism.

W, says Kurt's expression, t, f.

"Is that a question or a suggestion?"

The latter actually sounds like a decent idea, if the choice is between that and going to class streaked with dumpster sludge.

[morethanprops]

"Question but if you were running from a lover's family, you'd probably be wearing less."

Moist is just gifted in how quickly he can get dressed when he needs to.

[makesculture]

There is a long pause and then Kurt turns all the way around and turns the full force of his ARE YOU HIGH? facial expression on the total stranger.

"That made no sense whatsoever," he says, "which, granted, fits the situation to a T."

The suit is well tailored, if not kept up terribly well, but the man wearing it… Kurt repeats in his head: w. t. f.

[birdinherlocker]

[ooc: hiiii there canonperson! could I interest you in a Brittany maybe? she's floating around episode two or so right now, but if the timelines don't match she won't even notice.

:DDDDD

Kurt!]

[makesculture]

[[OOC: BRITTANY! I would love a thread! Kurt is here from just before the pilot, fyi.]]

[birdinherlocker]

[ooc: okay sweet!]

[zeevofbristol]

George, having some experience with being thrashed. (In his case, mainly vampires), went up to the bar for some wetwipes and a cup of tea. When they appeared, he walked over, offering them to the young man.

"Uh, here, and no, you're not dreaming or hallucinating. It's really a bar. Well, more than just a bar, but since you're new, the rest can wait."

[makesculture]

Kurt is:

- Standing in an unfamiliar setting, which seems to be a bar
- A bar in the science wing of William McKinley High School, and no, he is not getting over that
- Being offered wet naps and tea by a complete stranger who looks like the pudgier brother from that pop band that really wishes it was punk, which Kurt publicly excoriates but secretly sings along to in his room.

Kurt needs an Excedrin right about now. Maybe several of them.

He accepts neither of the offered items. "And what, exactly, am I new to?"

[zeevofbristol]

George frowned at that, and set them back on the bar. They remain there however just in case. Poor man, he just wanted to help the lad.

"Well it's uh Milliways? The bar and restaurant at the end of the universe, and no that's not just a theme. It really is at the end of the universe. The literal end. Not sure why, most claim magic's involved. Not really sure of that myself."

[makesculture]

This, Kurt thinks, is like that fake train platform and that time he was convinced for a full six months that somebody was going to appear and tell him he was a wizard and take him away to Hogwarts. In his own defense, he was seven at the time, and being able to sic a giant snake on some of his classmates sounded really appealing.

"Magic is real." Kurt is torn somewhere between disbelieving teenage cynicism and - okay it's mostly polite disbelieving cynicism. But it would be kind of cool if it was real even if he isn't seven anymore, and the fact that he is standing here at all is a good argument for it.