Chatlog: A near miss and an olive branch
* Jonathan starts looking around more frantically.
`Lita: Mmhm.
* DrGrey glances at Jon. ....?
* Phoenix_Wright blinks. Eh?
* `Lita has her bottle of wine with her, and her glass. She plops back next to Jeff, ah, there we are. :3
* Aurelia[Entouraged] 's guards' hands inch towards their weapons, but fortunately no panic-in-response-to-panic happens
* Nightcrawler makes his way calmly over toward Crane. "Er, Doctor?"
* Njoki rolls her shoulders and CREEEAK-crackles.
* Jeff[female] looks at Jon again, biting her lip.
* Gabriel closes his eyes.
* SomeThing makes an upside down face at Njoki.
* HotAndCold has joined #thesanctuary
Jonathan: I-I'm going to leave s-soon, I just need to finish...
Phoenix_Wright: [[He's a lot different without that mask.]
* Njoki makes a face right back. SO THERE.
* Gabriel gets up and abruptly goes out and into the yard. O... kay.
* Phoenix_Wright blinks as Gabe leaves. Now he's confused.
* Jeff[female] also blinks at Gabe. Huh?
* SomeThing sticks all three tongues out!
* `Lita blinks as well. Okay then.
* DrGrey 's eyes follow Gabe out. Huh.
Nightcrawler: "Alright. I wanted to let you know, so that Some could also know, that I have been looking for der kinder, and also that man, but have found nothing yet. ...Ah, your beans seem to have gone cold. Would you like me to warm them up?"
* Njoki deliberately rolls her shoulders so they creak and snap. :P
Aurelia[Entouraged]: "Best of luck with finding those kids."
Jonathan: He'll want to know that you're still looking. I don't think he has any idea what to do, now, and he's so tired.
Phoenix_Wright: [...]
* Nightcrawler nods. "We know what world they are in. It is only a matter of time. These organizations, that take mutants, they are subjects, and rare enough in that world that they will not be careless with them. We -will- find them. It is good that Some has you, for I know that mein bruder will need his friends when he gets back." Kurt stands, taking the beans, and heads for the kitchen.
Jonathan: ... yes, Some needs to have his friends back, again...
* Jonathan hunches forward and stares at the table.
* Phoenix_Wright watches him, trying to appraise him.
* Kid_Apollo fidgets. How can he ask this without seeming insensitive?
* DrGrey looks bored and half daydreamy.
* Jonathan scowls and pokes a hole through his sleeve.
* Jeff[female] leans on 'Lita and appears very interested in his coffee.
* `Lita slips an arm around Jeff, sipping her own wine.
* Jeff[female] her coffee. Tricksy pronouns. :|
* Normie[crapcard] is now known as Maya_Fey
* SomeThing watches Phoenix.
* Nightcrawler comes back after a few moments, with the beans warmed up in a bowl. "I recall when Herr Gabriel was taken by the Shop last time. They were using drugs on him."
* Aurelia[Entouraged] thinks the whole thing sounds /awful/, of course.
Aurelia[Entouraged]: "What were they doing it all /for/? Some sort of twisted scholarly analysis?"
* DrGrey detaches himself from the wall rather abruptly and takes a seat in a comfy chair.
* Jasper has left #thesanctuary
* Maya_Fey edges in from a sideroom somewhere, glancing around at everyone before grinning at Phoenix.
Nightcrawler: "Mm, very much like that, ja. They are scientists, and we mutants are genetic anomolies. I can very much understand wanting to find out what makes all of this happen, but not at the price of treating thinking souls like lab rats."
`Lita: Hello there.
* Jeff[female] looks up and smiles at Maya. "Hi there."
SomeThing: .ti od yeht yerG retsiM ksA
* Maya_Fey waves at Jeff and Lita. "Hey there... um... dudes." She is sure she recognizes Jeff, `Lita not so much.
* Aurelia[Entouraged] nods emphatically at Kurt's comment. Worlds with mutants in general are pretty much labelled 'Dear God, are we glad it's not like this here' in red ink in the Aristans' mental books.
Phoenix_Wright: Hmm? Oh, hey Maya!
* Jonathan takes the bowl of beans. "Thank you... a-and that explains wh-why they're all gone, then, and if you know, you can get them out, again."
* Njoki does not say 'Paul is dead.'
Aurelia[Entouraged]: "Hello," Aurelia says to the Newcomer, then looks at the thing for a momoent. "Excuse me, Ulysses, what was that you said?"
* SomeThing rights itself. "Ask Mister Grey why they do it." With a gesture to Doctor Grey, not Gabriel.
* Kid_Apollo offers a wave to Maya.
* DrGrey wasn't really paying attention, but he is now. He frowns at the Thing.
Maya_Fey: Nick! What's up?
Jonathan: He told me that your alternate is his best friend. He's very...he's upset, you know, he's been looking...
Phoenix_Wright: Um, not a lot at the moment.
Nightcrawler: "Well, we will not truly know, until we find them, but that is my best guess." He gives the Thing an odd look, but turns back to Crane. "What I am more trying to imply is that when we get them back, they may need someone who knows- ...eh?"
* Nightcrawler looks at Dr. Grey.
* DrGrey raises an eyebrow at Kurt. Yes?
Nightcrawler: "Sir? Do you know something that might help me find our friends?
* Aurelia[Entouraged] also looks at Dr. Grey
* Nai has joined #thesanctuary
DrGrey: Why would I? *dryly*
Phoenix_Wright: I think they're more commenting on the "unethical experimenting on living beings" aspect of things.
* `Lita watches this, sipping her wine without comment.
SomeThing: Which he does.
* Maya_Fey looks over at him, scratching her head.
Kid_Apollo: ...?
* DrGrey glares at the Thing.
Aurelia[Entouraged]: "May I ask your area of research, sir?" Aurelia asks, concernedly
Jonathan: Someone who knows...?
DrGrey: I don't see how that's any of your business.
* Nightcrawler shrugs. "As you say."
Aurelia[Entouraged]: "Merely curiosity," she says with a demure 'subject dropped' sort of gesture.
* SomeThing fakes a very dramatic death, falling over at DrGrey's feet.
* DrGrey twitches, and glares down at the Thing.
Maya_Fey: Nick, what's going on?
* SomeThing twitches.
* Jeff[female] yelps at the Thing's "death," startled.
Kid_Apollo: ...I think it's trying to tell us something.
Kid_Apollo: Timmy? A well?
* Phoenix_Wright rubs his face. "Long story. Needless to say, these two don't get along at all."
* `Lita blinks as well, and sighs. "Mm."
* Jonathan picks at the cooked beans.
* SomeThing barks at KA, grinning.
* Kid_Apollo offers a little grin back.
* Maya_Fey frowns, then brightens. Hey, charades!
* Nightcrawler sighs. "In any case." He turns back to Crane and drops his voice.
Nightcrawler: "I am worried. I am confident that we will find them, but I do not know what state they will be in. As Some pointed out, the people in the Clinics are not always trustworty, and mein bruder never liked them much anyway."
Jonathan: I wouldn't trust the clinics, either. I don't think anywhere here is safe.
* Nightcrawler nods, looking sad and rather tired himself. "More and more, it is individuals in whom we can put our trust, I am finding. For instance, I know that my brother trusts you. I would as well, if you would be willing to look them over, when we find them. I can think of no one better to be able to identify and counteract anything that might have been done to them with chemicals."
* Jonathan is hard to understand, mumbling into his dinner. "I could help them, certainly, once you find them. I'm a terrible person. You shouldn't trust me, but I know that it's important for Some to keep his friends.
Nightcrawler: "And you yours. Having people who will fight death itself on your behalf, even when you are a monster, well. It gives one hope." He pats his chest and gives a wry smile.
Jonathan: I don't... think... my friends.... my friends... They left. Some told me it's all right. I have him. H-he has his friends, and we need to find them.
Nightcrawler: "And I am still here. Life is long, and we are always changing. Thank you, though, for looking after him."
* Jonathan looks up at him, suspicious or confused.
* Nightcrawler looks back, patient and open.
* Jonathan shuts his eyes. "Everyone here wants me to be dead, or imprisoned. I don't know what to do."
* Nightcrawler shakes his head and looks down. "And the worst part is that no one can blame them for doing so. Mutant or mastermind, we have the power to hurt them at worst, and are strange and alarming at best. And so they teach us to be distrustful, to be afraid always."
Nightcrawler: "I have found that I cannot change others. I can only change myself. To learn ways to not be afraid, or to hide my appearance. Keep trying, I suppose. That is all we can do."
Jonathan: "I... no, you don't... no." He sets down the beans, unfinished, and huddles more into his chair. "I -do- blame them. My friends betrayed me. I can count all of them off. They all left, and there is no reason I should change in order to make them happy, when they've made it clear how little it matters to them."
Jonathan: "Do you know how hard I've -tried- to make them happy? It doesn't work."
Nightcrawler: "Many will refuse to even try to understand or forgive. And ja, they are stupid, to make everything more difficult! But as much as I try to be selfless, for the sake of my life's work, I am not so. Many times it has only been the few people who are my true friends, those that I love more than myself, that I try."
**They move the conversation to another, private room**
* Jonathan is visibly relieved to be out of the Sanctuary. There were too many people there, and also Jeff. He left the beans behind, but he didn't show much sign of actually eating any more of them, anyway. He slumps into a new chair, with his elbows on his knees, and his chin proped in his hands. "Even the best friends that I've had... I haven't had many... they turn on me. Every time I tell Some, he gets cross with me."
* Nightcrawler looks around the room a bit before leaning against a table. "I do not know enough to really respond. I have noticed that many of the people that I had come to know are not around anymore."
Jonathan: "It isn't a case of them leaving the Nexus," he says, quietly. "They turn against me. Jeff, most recently. It's been such a long time since I went to the Sanctuary, and someone actually wanted to talk with me." He looks up at Kurt, again, grateful. Don't ruin it! He's talking!
* Nightcrawler nods a bit. "Everyone has limits. Given a little space, and some reason to do so, most people will forgive misunderstandings. You can be quite frightening, Herr Doctor. Even a good friend will have difficulty sometimes."
Jonathan: "I know that you think they're all justified." He looks away, again. "Friendship is not supposed to be conditional."
Nightcrawler: "Just as I think that they are justified to throw rocks at me, when I go out into the street. And yes, Herr Crane. Friendship does have its limits."
Nightcrawler: "But these limits change, and even if someone loses trust for a period, does not mean that he will not have it for you again."
Jonathan: "It -shouldn't be- conditional. I have tried -so hard-, for nothing. I spent so long with Dr. Anders, and the end product of my efforts was Isobel leaving.
* Jonathan sits up, and goes back to tearing at his sleeve, getting restless again. He isn't stammering, yet, but a little more nervousness slips into his voice.
* Nightcrawler spreads his hands. "Personal safety -is- a condition, Herr Crane. When you are as you are now, you are easy to be friends with. I can speak to you and feel that you listen to me, and I can understand you in turn. There are times, though, when you are very very dangerous." He sighs. "I miss Dr. Anders. I would have liked the little one to visit him more than he did."
Jonathan: "I have a mental illness as a -direct result- of how people have treated me. They think it's fair to punish me and to abuse me because of how I am, and if I can't think the way they think, that's my fault in their eyes."
Jonathan: "I know it's going to happen with Some. Sooner, or later, it will happen."
Nightcrawler: "Is it punishing you to protect themselves? It may not be your fault, Herr Crane, but it is not theirs either, to be on guard. And I hope it does not happen with Some. He...told me some of what happened recently. It would hurt him very much to lose you. And I know that you do not wish to hurt him, or your family."
Jonathan: "I haven't hurt him, or my family. He knows where I fit, in his... idea of what he wants, and it doesn't change, but it doesn't work, and I can't talk to him about it, without him getting upset and teleporting away, even when he agreed -not to-!"
Jonathan: "Even so, I will be whatever he needs me to be, because it's -supposed to be unconditional-!"
Nightcrawler: "He...I do not think he realizes when he is being selfish in his selflessness, but right now he is stretched so thin. I do not think I have ever seen him this way." Kurt hasn't known Some as long as some people, but it's been a fair while. "He is very lucky that you are strong."
* Jonathan bows his head. "I realized that I was getting too upset, and that wasn't helping him. Then, he came here, and there was the incident, in the Sanctuary... Wh-what did he tell you?"
Nightcrawler: "That you were killed. By a man whose name we do not know, but I have his picture to look for. I know that Some saved your brain, and went to Rassilon, and they brought you back." Kurt stands and takes a few steps closer, arms crossed. "All he has done, and all that you have done, and all most of those people out there are doing, is searching for peace. For home. For Sanctuary. At its simplest form, what I try to do is help people find and keep that peace."
Nightcrawler: "The only advice I can give is this, since the only person you truly have control over is yourself, what can you do, to help yourself and to help your family find that peace?"
* Jonathan bites down on his lip, hard, and shuts his eyes. There is not enough chair here for him to hide
* Nightcrawler does not need hiding from, surely? He is just Kurt here, perching on a table. "Knowing Kaa, the last thing he would want to do to anyone is to lock them up."
Jonathan: "... Rassilon brought me back..." He mumbles, fearfully. He really -doesn't- know what to do, right now.
Nightcrawler: "Ja. He is a good man. He has helped you, and all the escaped Shop folks, and me, back when Clair was...well. And he will be able to see your heart, as well as your mind. You are sincere in your devotion to your family, a family he helped keep together. I am sure that he will not turn you away."
Jonathan: "Now he's -with Jeff-, did you hear him out there? I don't know if he will want to help, any more. I don't think... I don't think so, I don't... I don't really... really not supposed to be this way, Kurt..."
Nightcrawler: "Well, then perhaps his influence will help Jeff to see that he should still be friends with you. Rassilon will make up his own mind, I have no doubt of this."
Jonathan: "I -tried- to get Jeff to change his mind. I tried! I came back, and he j-j-just... he just turned away."
Jonathan: "... I am -not- supposed to be like this. I need to get my mask."
Nightcrawler: "Nein, Herr Crane, please. I -want- to talk to you. Jeff will come around in time, and you need to let him have that time."
Jonathan: "He will -not-. None of them ever do. I -know- how to handle this."
Nightcrawler: "How will you handle this?"
* Jonathan looks up, and over at the door. "I may have to kill him."
Nightcrawler: "Kill him?"
* Jonathan sighs.
Nightcrawler: "I am trying to understand."
Nightcrawler: "Killing him seems like giving up."
Jonathan: "He isn't going to change his mind."
Nightcrawler: "Never? Or not right now?"
Jonathan: "Never. They really don't do that."
Jonathan: "It's not as if I can get away with it, anyway. Some wouldn't let me, and you would all kill me."
Nightcrawler: "If people -never- forgave others, and never changed their minds about someone, we would all be in a lot of trouble. And ja, trying to kill him would cause more trouble for Some, which we do not want right now because there is already a lot of trouble. Neither he nor I will let them all kill you, though. Getting locked up would probably not help very much either, though."
Jonathan: "I promised him that I wouldn't hurt him, and I'm still his friend, even if he isn't mine, but... I can't just leave it at that. I don't know..."
Nightcrawler: "Well, if you gave your word, you should keep it. And it doesn't have to be left at that, but right now there are more important things than Jeff, ja? Some is more important than him, and so are you. Jeff can wait."
Jonathan: "If Rassilon is going to -help me-, we -have- to deal with Jeff. Do you see?"
Nightcrawler: "Rassilon is most certainly not going to help you if you kill Jeff. You are seeking Rassilon out as someone you can trust. He is -psychic-, Jonathan, Jeff cannot poison him against you, even if he was trying to do so."
Nightcrawler: "Jeff's point of view is Jeff's point of view. It is not necessarily the truth. Rassilon will know that."
* Jonathan wrings his hands, and nods, quietly, without looking at Kurt.
Nightcrawler: "It is a starting point. I am glad that there are options."
Jonathan: "What do you want me to do, now?"
Nightcrawler: "Well... Go home. Find Some and tell him that you love him. Show him, if the kids are in bed. Tomorrow, contact Rassilon."
* Jonathan nods a little. "T-tomorrow, yes..."
* Jonathan blushes, and can't really tear any more holes into his sleeves, because he already had at 'em.
Nightcrawler: "And I will go home, maybe give my honey a kiss, and tomorrow do my part by looking for our lost friends. Gutenacht!"
Jonathan: "G-goodnight... I... thank you. Goodnight." He stays sitting here, but will pinpoint out, after a few moments.