Toffee Campfire, Friday Early Evening

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The sun wasn't quite down yet, no, but Jono had gone through the pains of lighting a campfire (the good old-fashioned way, yes) and had made himself comfortable not too far off.

There was something about watching a fire with a smile on his face that he could totally get used to, he decided.

Well, that and S'mores. He could totally get used to S'mores, too.

You better believe that he was enjoying himself this evening, roasting marshmallows and singing. Loudly. He didn't even need to pull out his guitars for that!

[Open campfire yay!]

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"Fixed, really, for real." Jono gave Kurt another pleased grin before popping another marshmallow into his mouth, continuing to speak using his telepathy, just for the moment. //It was just physical damage, mate. Let all the psionic energy bubble out. So... find a healer, fix the injury...//

He swallowed, and it was back to his real voice again.

"And yer left with a bloke with a face."

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"Smart thinking!!!" Kurt grinned. "This calls for a celebration!!! With cake!!!"

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"Wot, right now?" Jonothon laughed, shaking his head a bit. "I'll regret that in th'morning, mate."

There was a thoughtful pause, and then he was grinning faintly as he looked Kurt over. Being whole didn't mean he wasn't as observant as he used to be, after all.

"Gave up on the illusion, did you?"

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Kurt shrugged. "You know how things turned into people a week ago?" He held up his left arm and glared at his watch. "My image inducer was an annoying jerk who outed me! After that, there's wasn't much of point, I guess."

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"No, I suppose not," Jono drawled thoughtfully. "People have been taking it well?"

He'd spent his first few days on the island pretending to be completely incapable of speech. He didn't take his bandages off unless there were life-or-death circumstances involved. Now, it was all a moot point, but it wasn't as though he couldn't sympathize.

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Kurt sighed. "Ja," he said. "I guess... I knew that they would be, already? Because it's Fandom? But I was too scared before."

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Jono nodded slightly, pursing his lips a bit while he picked about for words.

"It isn't easy," he noted. "People around here are good for it, certainly. But..."

He sighed.

"You take enough of it from back home, you carry that fear around, mate. I can appreciate that. Up until today, I was just the goth bloke that smelled bad."

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Kurt sighed. "Ja. I didn't get the image inducer until just RECENTLY. I grew up looking like this."

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Jono nodded, frowning for a moment. He'd been... a bit of a late bloomer. Most mutants that he knew of tended to manifest their power before they turned seventeen. He'd been fortunate, so far as that went.

Somewhat.

"But you do have it now, for when you need it," he offered. "And here, it's safe."

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"And for when I don't need it," Kurt mused with a smile twitching his face. "I wonder what I can do with it if I fiddle."

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"If you run around looking like me, mate, and I end up in trouble for it, I swear I'll pick you up and shake you."

There was a smile on Jonothon's face, too. He was teasing, really.

He was entirely too slight of frame to actually pick anybody up. The shaking part of the threat still stood, though.

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"I'd like to see you try!" Kurt told him with a grin. "Nobody picks ME up unless I want them to!"