1} Feel right at home

[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

Action for 724 Anderson Lane/Giles.
[Blaine rubs at one eye, a little more than disoriented. But everything smells wrong, and that's the first thing to tip him off. It sounds bizarre but home smells a very particular way and nothing is right. His eyes fly open, suddenly, in a panic

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Phone

[tender_crook]

[Kurt's appropriated the pastel-pink Bakelite phone from the drone-girl's room and it's now taking up most of his dresser. Being interrupted during his skincare regimen (which now involves lots of stuff in plastic pots from the occasional makeup sales...person, when they're undroned and willing to leave samples) means he... doesn't sound his best.]

Ring the bell, new arrival.

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

I.. [he freezes] Kurt?

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[tender_crook]

[instantly a little more lively]

Oh my God, are you from McKinley--

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

Not--McKinley.

You don't remember? I'm from... the Dalton Academy. Blaine. The Warblers? Your...rivals...

[lmao the most awkward :|]

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

He....llo? [meep. can he hide behind this banister forever]

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

I'm not sure what's good about it. [He grumbles, then straightens up, coming down off the stairs. He just wants some hairgel. Is that so much to ask?]

I... What--what were you doing?

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[askedtobe]

If there's a way out, I haven't found it yet.

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

That's... comforting. [a small sigh]

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[askedtobe]

I've only been here a few hours, haven't even had much of a chance to look, yet.

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

You're as new as me, then. Unfortunately, the fact that there are even more seasoned members than us leads me to conclude that there isn't, in fact, a way out.

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[hotfrombehind]

[To be honest, Pyro's not exactly sure where he is. Aimlessly wandering will do that to you.

He doesn't like the look on Blaine's face as he walks, though. He was just about to bump into the kid, anyway, so he stops and lifts a brow at him.] I know that this shit's new and all, but nothing's gonna fucking jump out and eat you. This place is too boring for anything like that. [He pauses.] Well, at the moment.

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

[He processes all of that, blinking up at the man] For the moment?

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[hotfrombehind]

Yeah. Sometimes this town likes to throw some crazy shit at us. I haven't been here long, but I was here when some weird air-borne crap made everyone speak honestly, no lies allowed. Some of us were claiming to be fucking communists. Stupid fifties town...

But right now, it's calm and really fucking boring.

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

... You'd prefer the chaos?

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[perfektsymmetry]

[The local paper boy at least seems like he sticks out a bit. Must be the two-tone hair and the fact that he's wearing a 2010 World Cup soccer jersey. And the earbud headphones he has in. He hums along as he tosses papers without much thought into everyone's yards. Approach?]

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[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

[Blaine tilts his head. The boy does stand out among all of this plain scenery and he does go up to him, slowly edging around his yard to get his attention.]

Could you answer a question for me? [he waves a little, in case the other boy's music is too loud]

[perfektsymmetry]

[Crowe sees him, and pops the earbuds out, blinking at him.] Ah, sure. What's up?

[c_o_u_r_a_g_e]

What are you listening to?