004 // Voice

[showbizpanache]

[Kurt doesn't talk right away when he turns on the feed. He just hesitates as if rethinking his decision, and it can be heard that he is very clearly crying-- And it's impossible for him to pretend he's fine this time.]

I--I don't think I can work at the theater anymore. Or at--at the club. I don't-- I can't sing anymore. I just--

[A small,

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[kazumaking]

Kurt? What happened? What's wrong?

[showbizpanache]

[Sniffs.] My powers, they aren't... They aren't what I thought they were.

[kazumaking]

[Aw, man... he's not good at this comforting stuff, but like hell he's going to leave Kurt alone right now.]

... okay, what... what happened? Why do you think that?

[showbizpanache]

[Agitated, but not at anyone in particular.] I sang before, and it healed people. Don't you remember? Everyone saw it. Everyone knew-- So why-- Why this time--

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[gaveherwings]

[And this doctor might have stepped in a little later on Blaine's treatment, once he'd come on shift in the morning and found that another newcomer had been admitted overnight.]

Any abilities that have the power to effect other people's health and physicality require great care in training and application. I...can say that from some experience.

...would you like to talk about what happened?

[showbizpanache]

[Said very, very quietly.] I hurt him. I hurt-- I thought I could heal him. I was so stupid...

[gaveherwings]

But you had the best of intentions, didn't you? These were no foreseeable complications?

[showbizpanache]

[He shakes his head, 100% convinced that this is his fault.] I should have called someone. Or taken him to a hospital sooner. I should have brought him inside right away. I should have-- God, why is he even here, it's not safe for him here... [Trails off, sobbing.]

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[mediumdrip]

[Blaine is pretty out of it, and possibly one some kind of pain killers, but he's still going to reply to this. His voice is a little slurred from the before mentioned drugs and out-of-it-ness]

Kurt what are you talking about? Your voice is amazing. You can't just stop.

[showbizpanache]

[So, so very quietly.] I hurt you.

[mediumdrip]

It was an accident.

[showbizpanache]

No. No, stop it, Blaine. You're lying in the hospital half-skinned because of me. Don't you dare try to comfort me.

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[hexyoutotuesday]

[No, no, no. This is bad. Very bad. Damage control time.]

Kurt. Talk to me. What happened.

[showbizpanache]

[A shaky intake of breath.] M-my voice. Remember? I thought since it healed Cloud and Spike, it would-- [Another sob.]

[hexyoutotuesday]

Shhh. Take a deep breath.

[Please let this be the right assumption...] Who did you try to heal and what happened?

[showbizpanache]

I-- [Sob.] I hurt him. M-my-- Blaine. I hurt Blaine.

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[leaderly]

[He looked at Kurt sympathetically. He was sitting back in his apartment.]

It's not your fault.

[showbizpanache]

[Nastily:] Really? How in any way, any conceivable way is this not my fault? Go ahead and explain, Souji, I'd love to hear your take on it.

[leaderly]

[He understands the other is very upset and is nonplussed by the nasty tone. His voice is just as even and calm as it was before]

I remember hearing that your voice could heal others. Maybe there's another side to your power. One that you couldn't know about. Who knows? Song choice could be a factor. It could be anything.

There was no way for you to know.

[showbizpanache]

Well there should be! I get these--these powers and I don't even know what they do-- What if it had been worse, Souji? What if he'd-- [Chokes, a hand moving to cover his mouth.]