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Alright, now what?

In a way, it was almost good to be back. After all, the ship was free of giant insects (or so one would hope), he was no longer being toyed with like a rat in a maze, and.. okay, so where he really wanted to be was home. Kurt was just going to have to take the bright side of things, and run with it.

It just really felt like everyone had their own issues to deal with, which was the honest truth. For now, he wanted to remain out of the way. Not to mention he wanted to distract himself. Too much stress was bad for the heart, after all. He had considered playing with the Sensoriums and had finally figured that being even lazier about it all was the best choice. Instead, he'd found himself in the Media Library, scrolling through the outrageously large collection of movies. Kurt still couldn't pick just one, even after narrowing it down by genre. He was sick of sci-fi, obviously. He didn't want the ship to pick out something by mood.

So, for awhile, he'd just been stuck there, prodding at one of the consoles, hoping something would catch his eye. Heck, he hadn't even decided if he'd put it on a player or stay here to watch it in one of the pods! There was almost too much to use, making the choice even more difficult..

Then again, he was the kind of person that made Blockbuster employees crazy, spending hours reading the back of cases, and sometimes never even borrowing anything at all.

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Chris had just been passing by, but he pauses, watching Kurt poke through the listings.

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"Just close your eyes and pick something," he suggests lightly.

"If it were only that easy." Kurt grumbled, not even really lifting his head to look at who was addressing him. "I've done that twice, and ended up with things I've already seen." Alright, so he watched a lot of television.

Then he glanced up. "Oh. Hello, Chris." It hadn't been that long of an absence in Kurt's head.

"Hi," Chris says with a little smile. "It's been a while." His face twists a little. "How about, uh, you ever see the Evil Dead movies?"

"Oh. It has been a long time to everyone else." Kurt just bit back a groan. "It seems I was in stasis or.. something." This was something he didn't really want to discuss. The time lapse just felt.. odd.

Kurt's face actually brightened for a brief moment. This might get him out of his little rut. "Only the first one! .. and I practically had to sneak to see that. It was a little gory, and Kitty complained the whole time.. but I did not want to watch it in my room when there was a real big TV in the common area." Way to go. Forget somebody wasn't part of your little mutant commune..

Red Snout had never seen such things, and was busy poking his own console half-heartedly when he caught sight of Kurt. He cocked his head and approached the strange looking blue-furred creature with caution.

"What are you?"

Oh, right. Space dinosaurs. It almost gave him an odd sense of deja vu; he could remember talking to a raptor-type creature before, but couldn't quite recall if it had been this particular one..

No. Maybe not.

Kurt bit back any annoyance at having -that- question getting asked repeatedly, glanced up, and offered a closed-lipped smile. "I am human. Just of a unique variety.." Just a teeny bit more primate than the rest. Maybe.

"Hello. I'm Kurt." The mutant would at least be polite.

"Human? Really?" Red Snout cocked his to the side, cautiously hop-skipping closer to Kurt, sniffing. He didn't look like a human. He kind of smelled like one though.

"I am Red Snout of the Swiftclaw Tribe. I have never seen a human like you before."

Kurt had almost offered a hand to shake, realized that shaking hands with a clawed predator would probably not be a great idea, and he decided that probably just standing still while the dinosaur got his scent. Heaven forbid something here actually get a look at him and decide he was some sort of prey animal.

"Kurt Wagner, known in some circles as the Amazing Nightcrawler.." Might as well go ahead and plug the circus.. just a tiny bit. "Oh, ja, not too many have." A wink of one yellow eye. "So far, I'm the only one."

It should be noted that this raptor has a Winchester rifle and a bandolier of ammunition slung over his back and looped across his chest, respectively. And some scalps. He's also painted in bright colors, the entire tip of his nose painted a bright red.

"The Amazing Nightcrawler? I don't see what's so amazing." He's blunt, almost to the point of being rude. "Can you kill prey faster? Can you run quicker?"

This dinosaur was completely reminding Kurt of.. something. Had he watched one of the other guys blow him up in a video game or something? That was another observation best kept to himself.

His hands found his hips a second later, playfully indignant. "Can you teleport in any direction for up to two miles? 'Cause I can."

"Though.. it would be pretty cool if you could.." That was added more quietly, as an afterthought.

The raptor roughly adjusts his rifle and ammo bandolier, trying to keep his trophies and such out of the way as he futilely attempted to figure out the console. Oh, the limitation of a language without a written component! He glanced over at the (blue, furry) human incredulously.

"Teleport? No. That would be very powerful magic, though." A pause. "Can you?"

"Huh. Well, I do not know about magic.." In the circus, but never really on the magician's set. More like a sideshow, until he'd gotten into acrobatics, at least. Kurt watched the dinosaur fidget with its gear, curious, but trying to bite his tongue; he didn't want to annoy the fellow by pointing at everything and demanding to know what it was.

"Yup." Simple as that. "It is my best trick, as far as abilities go." For a brief moment he was rubbing his chin with a fingertip. "You guys do magic, huh?" Or maybe it was just a belief system.. magic dinosaurs in space were just too good to be true..

Eddie was just making his way through the media library, ready for another movie marathon, when he sees what appears, at first glance, to be himself, but blue. Eddie stops and just stares for a moment before edging up closer and quietly examining Kurt from behind.

"What the...is this me from an alternate universe or something?" Eddie whispers to himself.

Kurt had, briefly, immersed himself in the list entirely, tweaking the list with an absent gesture of his forefinger. Nope. He'd seen most of the black-and-white creaturefests already..

Then he heard a voice, the words an indistinct whisper, and he glanced over his shoulder. Considering he had been dumped in stasis just a bit ago and he wasn't sure how, he was feeling a mite paranoid.

What he was not really expecting was another living gargoyle to be just.. standing there. Watching him.

Kurt, in a fine display of jitters -and- acrobatics, had swung around completely in a single jump and was actually trying to climb backwards up a nonexistant wall. At least he stopped himself a heartbeat later, though he'd more or less crouched there, like some messed-up midget blue Spiderman.

Yup. Now he felt like a hypocrite.

"I am sorry! I did not think there was anyone there!" The accent had actually gotten a little thicker, due to the speeding of his heart.

Eddie takes a step back with some surprise as well, just in case. He raised an eyebrow at the accent, which put him a little at ease. It was kind of funny.

"Uh, hey, don't worry, I probably shouldn't have sneaked up on you." Eddie rubs his neck. Now that he had a better look at Kurt, he could see more differences. No horns or wings, and less fingers. He glimpsed at Kurt's list on the screen.

"You gonna watch any of those?"

This guy actually had him slightly beat on the 'devilish' category; he was almost a caricature. Kurt had taken a moment to study the other fellow from a weird sideways/upside-down tilt of his head, had decided that the calm and cool reaction was a good one.. much unlike his own, right then. Kurt dropped himself to the floor and dusted himself off, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. Hopefully it'd go unnoticed, fuzz and all.

"I really am sorry. I guess I am more anxious than I figured." He then offered his red counterpart a toothy grin. "I am Kurt Wagner." That was one hard W. It totally came out sounding like a V. He was just relieved the poor guy hadn't taken offense.

"Maybe." His shoulders sagged, slightly. "I hope this trip hasn't killed my taste in movies. It is hard to watch sci-fi when you are living in it." Maybe he should stick to James Bond tonight or something.

Eddie grins back at Kurt. That really was quite the accent. He relaxes a bit and gets a little closer.

"It's okay. I'm used to it, kind of. I never thought I'd scare another demon guy though. I'm Eddie Bloomberg." He points a thumb to his chest as he says this, almost proudly. The thought of his alternate universe self being European would have been little trippy.

"Have you tried watching some MST3K? That always helps me when I start getting sick of all the weird stuff that happens around me."

"Okay, Eddie." Normal dude. Yes, red skin, wings, and all. Just another guy. It almost came as a relief. Kurt loved it when people didn't adhere to stereotypes. The whole fire and brimstone thing got old fast. "Nice to meet you." At least the blue guy warmed up and quickly. "I am a mutant, though, not a demon. I just look.. ehh." Best to leave it alone, probably.

"I have not seen one of those in quite some time." For a moment, the yellow eyes brightened. "That is a very good idea. I could use some.. levity." He had taken a moment to dredge up the word; his English was good, but, well, it was still his second language.

"A mutant?" Eddie tilts his head a little. "Definitely not the kind of mutant I'm used to. I'm thinking of the ones that get all deformed and stuff from toxic waste." He shrugs. "I guess "mutant" means something else where you're from."

"Anyway, I'd watch the Space Mutiny episode, starring Blast Hardcheese." Eddie chuckles. "Hardcheese."

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