Post by metapanda on Sept 13, 2024 2:40:57 GMT
Kurt's eyes focused on Rogue. He could see the sadness and weariness in her eyes. She needed Gambit, but had pushed him away. Yet another example of someone choosing to cause themselves pain and sadness rather than just letting themselves be happy. It was truly a mystery that Kurt couldn't solve. The only way his sister would ever be happy was if she would stop pushing away the ones she loved. He understood her hesitation and fear, and wished he could help her process it. He had faith though that God would not have blessed her with such amazing and dangerous of a power if there was not a purpose for it. He just had to find a way to help her find that purpose, or to help her control her awesome power. There had to be a way to do it besides the painful inhibitor collars. Perhaps one of the many geniuses of the world could solve that particular problem, but that raised a dangerous concern. If they didn't cause mutants pain, the likely hood of them being forced on mutants to make mutants socially acceptable skyrocketed. Even with the ethical concerns of the pain it caused mutants to wear the inhibitor collars, there were far to many humans who would gladly prefer to see a mutant in one than not. The easiest solution to his sister's problem was the one that was also the biggest double edged sword. His eyes drifted to Betsy as she lunged at him to give him another bear hug. He wasn't blind. He knew the effect he had on many women despite his appearance. He chuckled a little. He could dodge bullets, so he could have easily Betsy but he chose not too. He wrapped his arm around her laughing at Rogue and said,"Ah, mein sister. We're only just having some fun." Despite what he said, there was the rush of air causing his signature bamf, and a puff of smoke from the brimstone dimension as he disappeared from Betsy's arms, appearing in another puff of smoke next to Rogue. He was careful not to touch her as his tail moved with the speed of a snake striking its target. His tail slid into her pocket taking her phone with a surprising deftness one would not expect from such an appendage. His tail recoiled back tossing the phone. With ease he caught it and said,"Do not worry, I shall not let you call Herr Gambit, though it would be much better for him and yourself if you did." He gave her a look that said he would drop it at that before turning his attention to Betsy and said,"Come now Frau. I think you forget who Logan's favorite drinking buddy is. I am not a protestant. We are allowed to enjoy our time here on this wundervoll world; though I do not enjoy getting, as they say, white girl wasted."