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Now, this was just terrific. Kurt had just been awakened in a strange place, had barely gotten dressed, and was still trying to pick odd bits of dried gunk off any bit of visible skin. Luckily, the suit he'd been fashioned with was customized, and it was actually absurdly comfortable, if one could ignore that weird, living pulse.

He was going to try very, very much to forget about it. There were other things to occupy his mind.

First of all, his things, whatever Stacy had deemed appropriate to take with him. Hopefully, his 'watch' was in there. not that he needed to know what time it was, but because it would hide his more startling features. The idea of strangers getting a glimpse of him like this was enough to make his mouth dry. Reactions from people he didn't know were usually pretty unfavorable.

Cautiously, he had stepped out of the lift, looking for the locker room. Everything looked somewhat the same, the halls all having that strange, living texture. Despite his nerves, he didn't dare try to teleport in here yet, lest he get stuck in some other hell-dimension. He was keeping himself as low to the ground as possible, not a problem given his unusual build, and trying to just not draw anybody's attention. Yet.

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"I could have done without it myself. I could have been stuck for awhile, and be very, very bored." That, and remembering it gave him the willies. No, it hadn't been the most fun little adventure. "That would be.. different. I would prefer to not interact with a Disney cartoon."

The idea of multiples actually seemed to upset the poor guy, though Kurt was merely trying to be distracting. "Hm. Well, outside of creating my own performance troop, I suppose one is enough." A shrug, then. He was willing to let that one go.

Actually, what upset Jono was thinking about what Stacy might find arousing. He didn't want to think about that at all. Then again, given that Stacy was a computer program, it would probably (hopefully) never come up.

Disney...cartoon? Yeah, he was lost. It wasn't that unusual, maybe, but Jono totally didn't get the reference.

He snorted a bit, the corners of his eyes turning upwards. The flyin' Wagners. I could see it. So long as I don' run int' another me. Don' think the world could handle it.

"Talking, singing, cartoon animals." Maybe they weren't from the same universe, after all. Though, after a moment, Kurt just gave him a blank look. "Certain things, I would rather not consider." They'd gotten way off the main topic, hadn't they?

At least he'd made the guy laugh, sort of. There was definitely a smile on what was visible on that face, and Kurt couldn't help but grin all over again. "There would be no group that could compare." Of course not. He was uniquely suited to the task.

"We will leave that to Jamie, then. Ah, Multiple."

I know what Disney is, Jono replied, not sounding nearly as testy about it as he could have. I was jus' wonderin'...oh, roight. The duck. Actually, think 'e was an alien, not a cartoon. Yeah, way off the topic. Mostly. Though they'd at least circled back to aliens again.

He nodded. Madrox is good at that sorta thing, I hear. Ain't really met him but in passin'.

Kurt waved a hand in dismissal of the singing animal thing. "Well, there could be some dimension where that stuff does not exist, you know?" What a weird thought! Alien ducks. "Weird." Way to make an understatement. "I hope we do not land on a duck planet. I could not take it.."

"Nice kid." Almost pityingly; everyone seemed to pick on him. Then again, he was like fourteen in Kurt's world, and timid to boot.

Pretty sure if you can think of it, there's probably a world out there where it don' exist. And yes. Weird was an understatement for a good chunk of things that happened during the Gen X years.

Don't ask about Santa. Jubilee insisted that she met him once.

'E's an adult where I'm from, o' course. Like Kurt was, after all. Seems a nice enough bloke.