ichbineindamon (ichbineindamon) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2012-11-09 17:05:00 |
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All on my own, where I found you alone-
Characters: Kurt and open to Calvin and anybody or everybody else at the mansion, multiple threads.
Setting: X-Mansion
Content: Nothing questionable
Summary: Kurt has a guilty conscience
Keeping secrets was something Kurt hated to do, but here he was a week out from his meeting with Hammer and he'd told no one, not even Katzchen. He knew he ought to have held another meeting and told the other X-Men what he'd done (or hadn't done, really, he'd only made it worse). Perhaps it wasn't so bad and he kept focusing on the positives, but it was difficult being positive guessing at what the reactions would be to a S.H.I.E.L.D. inspection. Then there was Calvin. Even the hope that he might have got a pardon for Rankin in the works, no easy feat to be sure, any pleasure from that news would surely be dampened by the fact that he'd have to be collared during S.H.I.E.L.D. visits as if he were some bad dog, shackled up with company over. A bitter pill to swallow and hard for all of them, he figured, on principle alone.
Still, this had to be a better alternative than being out and out criminals. Vigilantism was illegal before but it wasn't as if anyone had ever come all the way out to Westchester to try to enforce it (and who would, really, care to take on a compound of mutants?) but things had changed. S.H.I.E.L.D. might be willing to take that challenge now, who knew? Kurt didn't think it was worth risking the future of the school and these students, some of them with no other home or family in the world. The students and the school had to be the first priority. Things were difficult enough for them all as it was. A few inspections seemed a small price to pay in order to keep their freedom. He hoped the others would agree with that. These were the things that Kurt told himself over and over and sometimes he had himself convinced. Most of the time, though, he didn't. More than anything Kurt wished Xavier was here, wished selfishly that the man hadn't left so much responsibility on his shoulders. How could Kurt complain, though? He'd accepted the position after all and he knew there would be tough roads ahead. There always were.
His worries and his conscience were mostly keeping him out of the way of the others and he wasn't speaking much, clearly preoccupied. He suspected some of his colleagues and a few of the students likely realized there was something wrong but he ignored their looks. Eventually it would all come out, he knew and probably sooner rather than later. Kurt wasn't looking forward to it and it was best to avoid it as long as possible. This afternoon's choice of escape was the gardens, his favorite place at the manor, and a large tree in particular that he scampered into with a book and hoped to kill a few solitary hours losing himself, and his problems, in its pages.