wildbluevagner | First Bamf [Action/Accidental Video]

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First Bamf [Action/Accidental Video]

[Action/Accidental Video]

[So Kurt intially wakes up near the southern lake - in an immediate panic at the lack of clothes, even his uniform, or his image inducer. He only sees the book nearby. Curiously, he winds up peering into it and musing into it, unaware that it's recording this snippet.]

Doesn't look at all like the bayou... Where did they go? [He looks down into the book.] And where did this book come from? My name's on it. A gift from the Professor? Something about this book seems really weird... But I should try to find the others first.

[And so... this blue, fuzz demon will be teleporting around in acrid puffs of smoke, trying to stick to treetops and following the river towards the village. Every now and then, he stops just to take another look at the book. There's got to be something he's missing. And are those voices he hears from this weird book?

And as he arrives at the village, he may wind up accidentally teleporting into one of several houses. Something just seems a little off about his power here, you know? Hope this blue demon-looking guy doesn't catch you off-guard, with the dramatic smoke puffs that follow him. He could even wind up in the item or clothing shop before meeting anyone he knows.]

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Just upstairs. [He gestures to the building behind them, bookmarking his journal, stuffing it into his bag, and draping it over his shoulder as he stands up. It's a bit difficult with his leg the way it is, but he's stubborn.] Fifth floor.

[He takes a look over at the building.]

Fifth floor, huh? [And a mischievous grin.] Which window's yours?

[Window what huh]

Mine's on the other side of the building, but the kitchen's right at the front- [He points up, gesturing to the windows on the side of the building nearest to them.] There's a door to my apartment we can use there.

[He looks up towards the window as if trying to gauge something.]

Yeah, yeah, doors are nice and all. But what about a shortcut that's fun and cool? If I can get myself to pull it off that is. Do you lock your windows?

[Is he going to BAMF them. Because it would be totally, totally cool if he BAMFed them. Yes. Definitely cool.]

Not really... why?

[Though considering his track record with Robin, maybe he should consider doing so. As a precaution.]

This is why.

[He flashes another grin as he BAMFs away in a puff of smoke. He shows up right by the window, quickly scrambling to get a hold on the windowsill, then he climbs along the wall to above the window and pulls it open.

One BAMF later, and he's at Billy's side with a fresher cloud of smoke.]

So, how about it? Ready for a trip?

[OMG HE IS REALLY BAMFING THEM THIS IS VERY VERY COOL]

O-oh wow- oh my god- yes, yes, absolutely!

[eeeeeeeee he's gonna go BAMFing omg]

[Only slightly taken aback by his excitement. But it's refreshing, too. Even if he's a fellow mutant, a stranger being so accepting of his powers... It helps him feel good.]

Alright, alright. Just excuse me for taking a hold of you. I'll be careful.

[And with a hold on Billy's arm... the bamfing will commence. And in a blink of the eye, they'll be passing through the window, straight into the said kitchen.]

[HOLY EVER-LOVING SHI-

Billy is, for a moment, speechless- which for him, is very unusual. Kurt's teleportation is different from his own, and not just because of the smoke, either. He can't quite put his finger on the difference, though, just that it exists. Perhaps the biggest difference of all is the fact that when he's not controlling it, he feels a hell of a lot less stable, so he leans back against the counter for a moment, eyes startled wide.]

Oh my god. Oh, my god. Is that not the coolest thing ever.

[Now he just needs to keep himself from throwing up.]

I know, right! [Someone reacting to it so well acts a good reminder of how fun his power can feel.] Isn't it amazing? But, uh, you okay there?

Yeah, um. Oh my god. I've never teleported like that before. It's kind of intense.

Sorry about that. [He gives Billy a supportive pat on the shoulder, tearing his ways away from examining his surroundings.] It can be rough sometimes for first-time fliers.

[It's probably not the most exciting of surroundings, really- just a mini-cafeteria-sized kitchen with a full stock of old to modern appliances and a few homey touches. The dizziness having passed, Billy starts towards the door on the side opposite the windows, dragging a key ring from his pocket.]

It's a pretty convenient power, isn't? The ability to go wherever you want so quickly.

[He loves teleporting and is plenty used to it, sure, but he's never seen it done so fast. There's no way he could ever match that kind of speed with his magic.]

[He walks along curiously. Pretty nice place.]

Yeah, it is! Next to it, walking's just such a hassle.

Oh, definitely. But I think I like flying best.

[Billy's grinning a bit as he unlocks the door and leads the way into the apartment- it's a bit different than most, after all the modifications he's made: a double-sized area with a mini kitchen, two bedrooms and a bathroom on one side, and a long rec room-esque area on the other, painted and decorated with bright colours and care, but still as whimsical and disorganized as one might expect from a home for normal teenage boys and zero adults. Not that they're normal in any way whatsoever, but they can sort of pretend sometimes.]

You've flown?

[He's not sure if he means he can fly or knows someone who dies. But he quickly admires the room.]

Wow, nice place!

[Billy's brows lift, smiling again as he guides the way to his room.]

Heh, thanks. And I do fly. Kinda often, actually. It's like your teleporting, for me.

[He raises his eyebrow at his.]

You do fly, huh? Is that your, uh... you know, power?

Part of it, yeah. I can do magic.

[This is what he loves about mutants or kids with powers in general- he can say that kind of stuff nonchalantly and they just get it, because they can all do cool stuff, too.

It's pretty awesome.]

Magic? Really? That is so awesome! Give it here! [He holds up his three-fingered hand for the highest of fives].

[...Oh god, that is so 80's. It's adorable. Billy grins and indulges him anyway, lifting a brow.]

You wanna see it?

[He nods eagerly.]

Yeah, yeah! [And he tries the best impression he can manage of a certain video game character he can recall.] Show me your movements! [One that... isn't very good at all.]

[...Pfft. Pfffft. Well, that was a hilarious fail. Billy's response is just an amused grin, though- magic takes concentration, so he should probably focus on that instead.

He lifts his hands, a blue glow flaring around them as well as from within his eyes, and after a moment's focus, a t-shirt with a trollface on the front materializes in his hands. Ta-daaa~]

How's that?

[He stares on, amazed and then waves his arms around excitedly.]

That's amazing! You just made that out of thin air. You could get your own clothing line started up pronto!

Actually, I just teleported it from my room. [He offers the shirt out- he'd promised clothes, after all.] I could probably make clothes if I really wanted, but I've got no eye for size.

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