"Yeah, right?" Kurt said, chuckling a little. "Though I don't think I'm going to be going out much by myself anymore, after this..." he said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "My friends weren't too happy when they saw this. But it should all heal fast enough, yeah?
"Thanks for the advice, though," he finished with a smile. Try as he might, though, he couldn't pull his accent out of his voice. He didn't think this guy was a particularly bad guy--but the last thing Kurt wanted was someone connecting 'Kurt Wagner' with 'Nightcrawler'. Especially in a place where if someone found out his room number and wasn't a fan of mutants, he'd be a sitting duck. Well, no doubt Terry would get involved, but that was the last thing Kurt wanted: someone fighting his battles for him.
"Do you deal with this sort of stuff often?" Kurt asked, indicating his eye. He'd gotten beat up plenty of times, but back in Germany he'd usually just stayed in his house until he'd healed. And usually after those incidents, Kurt wasn't too keen on interacting with the general public anyway. He'd never really been punched in the eye twice, so he didn't really know much about injuries besides that they hurt. "I never really learned to patch myself up before. Well, besides band-aids and stuff." And his experience with band-aids told him that sticking them on his fur was a hopeless venture. And if they did manage to stick? Heaven help him, they hurt terribly. "My mother always used to say that smaller injuries just needed time. So I'd just kind of wait them out... would something get rid of them faster?"
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"Thanks for the advice, though," he finished with a smile. Try as he might, though, he couldn't pull his accent out of his voice. He didn't think this guy was a particularly bad guy--but the last thing Kurt wanted was someone connecting 'Kurt Wagner' with 'Nightcrawler'. Especially in a place where if someone found out his room number and wasn't a fan of mutants, he'd be a sitting duck. Well, no doubt Terry would get involved, but that was the last thing Kurt wanted: someone fighting his battles for him.
"Do you deal with this sort of stuff often?" Kurt asked, indicating his eye. He'd gotten beat up plenty of times, but back in Germany he'd usually just stayed in his house until he'd healed. And usually after those incidents, Kurt wasn't too keen on interacting with the general public anyway. He'd never really been punched in the eye twice, so he didn't really know much about injuries besides that they hurt. "I never really learned to patch myself up before. Well, besides band-aids and stuff." And his experience with band-aids told him that sticking them on his fur was a hopeless venture. And if they did manage to stick? Heaven help him, they hurt terribly. "My mother always used to say that smaller injuries just needed time. So I'd just kind of wait them out... would something get rid of them faster?"