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[suchmiracles]

christmas gifts

[deadboywalking]

[kurt's gift is a fairly simple one -- some of the cookies will had made with eliot, a handpainted mug, and a very carefully-drawn pencil sketch of kurt, logan and wrench sitting around the table in the cabin. will had even taken time to draw the pancakes on a plate, the background of the kitchen, the steam rising from their coffee mugs.

he'd signed it too, of course, as any good artist would. ]

gift

[effinphd]

[Somewhere in her busy schedule, Theo does find the time to drop off a pair of gloves at Kurt's -- tailor-made for his hands, of course. She keeps her word.]

Christmas eve

[laminae]

[In an attempt to enthusiastically celebrate his first ever Christmas, Fern is covertly dropping off a wrapped gift addressed to Kurt from him on his doorstep.

It's a naval dirk! Pirates and whatnot!

Because of course Fern would assume a knife makes a good holiday gift.]

voicemail;

[magija]

[ her memories return when she arrives, and it takes her a little over an hour to bring herself back together, the sudden influx of two lifetime's worth of memories suddenly overlapping one another. but even that is nothing compared to the realization that — she's powerless.

she curls her fingers and tries to concentrate, but the familiar red light that so often drifts out of their tips doesn't come, and she doesn't feel it within her either, that surge of life within, the warm comfort that's always rested in her belly, soothing her even when she'd fallen to her darkest.

their last conversation together hadn't exactly been pleasant, but she has to know if he's alright, especially with if he's experiencing anything as she is, if he's lost a part of himself too. ]

... Kurt? Kurt, please tell me you're okay. There's — something isn't right about this place. It's doing something to people, to — to me. I need to know you're alright. Please.

voice

[suchmiracles]

[ She'll get a response a couple of days later, once he's awake for long enough to check his Fluid.

He won't sound great when she picks up, but he's alive at least, and worried for her in turn. ]

Wanda, I'm here, I'm all right. If you -- [ He coughs and clears his throat. ] -- if you mean your powers are gone, you're not alone. [ Very distantly, he can remember the feeling of Jean-Paul falling out of the sky like a stone. He hasn't tried yet for many reasons, but he can only assume the feeling of heaviness that pulls at him in Rapture means his own abilities are also gone. ]

Are you okay? Where are you?

[magija]

[ it's a strange transition, but even with the passage of several days, wanda still doesn't feel quite right in her skin, not when she's lost the one thing that's proven to keep her steady. most nights, she shakes, though it's little to do with cold, and it's been a trial to resist the temptation of those things — plasmids, they call them.

but she does, holding back on that dependency, because she's had dana and kai to look to while she's been here, two of the many she's still hoping to find.

when she gets kurt's call, she releases a breath she feels she's been holding for days. ]

Kurt. [ he's there. he's alive. ] I'm — I'm alright. Better now. [ at least she's not panicking anymore, even if she's not exactly without constant worry fluttering at the surface of her mind. ] I've been staying in one of the rooms of the apartments. Lying low, mostly. But, um ... it — it hasn't easy. [ it's not even about the survival, but that loss of a piece of her that had taken such a big space. if she's struggling, she knows she isn't the only one. ] It's all gone for you, too, isn't it?

[suchmiracles]

Ja, I think so. I haven't tried.. but Jean-Paul has lost everything, so I can only assume that it's the same for me. You're -- are you okay?

[ The concern is clear in his voice; it's far from the first time he's been deprived of his abilities and it's no longer something that frightens him, but he remembers a little of what Wanda had told him about having hers forcibly taken from her in her own world, and it's not difficult to imagine how disturbing it might be to be back in that place. ]

[magija]

I'm — yeah, I'm okay.

[ not really, but she's as best as she could be, considering the circumstances, and maybe a bit better than she had been when she'd first arrived. still, the worry and concern is evident in her voice, quiet through the fluid's speaker. ]

I'm a little scared, truthfully. I haven't felt this ... vulnerable in a long time. All those moments spent wondering if it'd be better not having my powers, scared of losing control, and now — now I'm a bit terrified that it's all gone.

text; un: rjb

[oversight]

I had tea with JP recently and I hear you're quite the boyfriend. He had nothing but good things to say.

[suchmiracles]

😊

He did? How lovely to hear!

[oversight]

He's stupidly in love. It's nice to see him so happy. I'm incredibly appreciative of you guys all showing him so much love and care. :)

[suchmiracles]

We're only doing what comes naturally. 😊

How are you, John? I haven't seen you around lately.

text; un: scarlet ( misfire )

[magija]

This is the fourth pair of panties I've lost in this dryer.
I think it's cursed.

[suchmiracles]

[ Don't think about it DON'T THINK ABOUT IT DON'T ]

Perhaps it's actually a miniature portal to another dimension?

[magija]

[ so sorry, kurt. if only she knew. ]

I'd believe it with this place.
But it could at least be kind and toss a fresh pair back.

At this rate, I'm going to be walking outside without any on at all.

[suchmiracles]

[ OK yep he's definitely never getting back into heaven now.

Unless this is.. a hint? ?? ]

That probably wouldn't be a good idea

Unless you want to do that, it's your choice

text; un: bacondonut (misfire)

[earps]

[ it's a photo attached to a text, the angle being something that anyone even partly familiar with the upstairs layout of the earp-castle farmhouse will recognize; clearly, it's been taken from the bed facing towards the master bathroom and hastily snapped if the slight blurriness is any indication.

but it's also close enough to the open bathroom door for the recipient to make out the specific details of a shirtless, just-hopped-out-of-the-shower frank in the process of wrapping a towel around his waist, the edge of one bare hip visible as he moves to secure it. ]

Caught ya. 😉

[suchmiracles]

[ The contact isn't unexpected, but the photo, when it opens it, earns a good few seconds of wide-eyed staring before he closes it. And then opens it again. Just to check.

Okay, that's.. clearly not intended for him? ]

Good morning to you too.

[earps]

[ he'd be damn right in guessing that it is most definitely not for him. and was intended for the subject of the stealth photo himself to be pranked with at some point because she knows he doesn't keep those kinds of pics on his fluid anyway. ]

shit

shit shitty shit

Don't tell him I sent you that, OK?

[suchmiracles]

On my honor as an X-Man, I won't tell him

Though if it makes you feel better I think I sent him something much more embarrassing earlier

[oversight]

Hey, Kurt. I'm getting back to work properly in the next couple of days and wanted to make something special for your cabin crew. Dinner, probably. Are there any dishes you like that I could give a whirl?

[suchmiracles]

Cabin crew makes us sound like we should be working for an airline.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

[oversight]

[ Why does that look so ominous on his screen? Now he's not so sure... ]

Everyone's got to eat. I like the practice.

[suchmiracles]

I meant more what with everything that's happened.