[The door opens almost immediately, Kurt raising an eyebrow at the bag because he's boring and has no idea what binary is before moving out of the way.]
Sit where-ever you can find room. [He's going to perch on the edge of his bed.]
Sit where-ever you can find room. [He's going to perch on the edge of his bed.]
[Well there's really not much to it; other than the standard things there's an mp3 player leaned against a gold, eyeless mask. And the collection of poisons, but those are stashed under Kurt's bed.]
Ja. I've also been able to teleport between dimensions through an already-opened tear between them, and seal it shut after. [And die in the process.]
Ja. I've also been able to teleport between dimensions through an already-opened tear between them, and seal it shut after. [And die in the process.]
Always smells like hell, doesn't it? [Yes, he's fully aware that teleporting right up to people is obnoxious. He does it anyway.]
In the world I came from, one of my team-mates was another teleporter who had been experimented on by one of Apocalypse's men. She'd begun unable to teleport anything without risking it coming through in pieces, but by the time she came to us Clarice was teleporting us to the moon and back. [Kurt shrugs.] So. Same dimension every time, but nothing saying it has to stay that way.
In the world I came from, one of my team-mates was another teleporter who had been experimented on by one of Apocalypse's men. She'd begun unable to teleport anything without risking it coming through in pieces, but by the time she came to us Clarice was teleporting us to the moon and back. [Kurt shrugs.] So. Same dimension every time, but nothing saying it has to stay that way.
You're asking me? I have it on good authority that I'm an idiot.
[He pauses, and then:] The biggest limitation I have is that if I don't know where I'm going, I could teleport into something solid. If Kitty were to come with me, that negates one issue. Another is distance, but that's largely tied to a planet's magnetic field. Doesn't seem to apply so much when I'm going through a dimensional tear. It's rough, but I was able to do it multiple times in a half hour and I was still on my feet with enough energy to argue with Wolverine.
[He pauses, and then:] The biggest limitation I have is that if I don't know where I'm going, I could teleport into something solid. If Kitty were to come with me, that negates one issue. Another is distance, but that's largely tied to a planet's magnetic field. Doesn't seem to apply so much when I'm going through a dimensional tear. It's rough, but I was able to do it multiple times in a half hour and I was still on my feet with enough energy to argue with Wolverine.
And here I thought McCoy was your friend. [He's being an ass; Hank McCoy did say that, but not the one Winn knows.]
If it was to a world other than our own, ja. You have to understand, Winn; even if I brought her to a point after her death, our world is being devoured. I sealed our dimension off to trap an army of monstrous creatures which exist for no other purpose.
If it was to a world other than our own, ja. You have to understand, Winn; even if I brought her to a point after her death, our world is being devoured. I sealed our dimension off to trap an army of monstrous creatures which exist for no other purpose.
I'll keep an ear out, just in case.
[they're both doomed if Cisco stops by, lbr here.
. . . his expression doesn't clam up, exactly, but the way his eyes dart away and his hands are suddenly interesting speaks a lot to how he feels at the moment]
I - uh. Need advice. Er - on . . . something.
[today is not a Hank does words good day]
[they're both doomed if Cisco stops by, lbr here.
. . . his expression doesn't clam up, exactly, but the way his eyes dart away and his hands are suddenly interesting speaks a lot to how he feels at the moment]
I - uh. Need advice. Er - on . . . something.
[today is not a Hank does words good day]
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