⓪⑨ ; Blindsided (AKA a date with Kurt)

[docfoul]

Scratch is seeing with his eyes and that bothers him more than anyone could imagine. Who put him in a human body? Is he on some Earth restaurant? Why in the world is he on Earth?

He has no idea, and if he doesn't get any answers soon, he might fly off the handle.

Good lord, he notes as he eyes his reflection in the glass, he looks disgusting.

Damn this community. He's going to put it to some good use yet, he swears.

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[notasinglelady]

Kurt wasn't a happy camper either. He was used to the comm dragging him to different worlds all of sudden, but Blaine was hurt and he wanted to stay with him not waste his time here. He didn't even knew where 'here' was exactly, but at least the place was fancy.

He was sitting in front of a table set for two and one of the waiters said that his supposed date would be there in a moment. The faster the better, he thought. He wanted to leave already.

[docfoul]

Before long, Scratch is directed to the same table. The faint idea of what is happening doesn't make him feel any more at ease, though.

Scratch greets Kurt with a pleasant - albeit somewhat unnatural - smile before he sits. "I don't suppose you have any idea why we are here."

[notasinglelady]

He returns the smile briefly, more polite than sincere as he felt rather wary about this whole encounter. He doesn't recognize that man from the comm. Of course he doesn't know everyone there, but at least he could have seen some video or post that matched his face. There was nothing, and for a moment he worried that perhaps this was not the community doing.

"Not really sir, I'm actually wondering what is going on." At least the man seemed as lost as him. "I'm Kurt."

[docfoul]

"Kurt. Of course, I recognise you." Thank goodness. Otherwise, his patience would be in severe risk of running out. "I'm Doc Scratch. It seems we have been set up in some kind of date."

[notasinglelady]

"You do...?" Because sadly he doesn't really recognize him in return. The name rings a bell, though. He's sure he heard that name before but Doctor Scratch looks really different. Kurt's eyes widen slightly.


"Mr Scratch, the man with the white b...uhm...?" 'Giant ping pong ball head' sounds a bit too rude. "You..that's how you look under the..uhm..thing?"

[docfoul]

"That is me. And no, it's not. I am truly sorry that you must put up with this mockery of a body today, rather than my usual handsome visage. I daresay the date has already gotten off to a bad start. Haa haa." His laugh is dry, unnatural.

[notasinglelady]

Handsome visage is not exactly how Kurt would describe Scratch's looks but perhaps he really was attractive in his world. Who was he to judge?

"You don't look so bad, trust me. And I know how is to suddenly wake up with a world that's not the one you used to have."

[docfoul]

Scratch certainly finds himself very attractive.

"That was a joke. Although I lack the sexual interest that is implied to be required in these situations, I will still make the date as pleasant and entertaining as possible."

[notasinglelady]

It's about perception and loving yourself.

What was that, Scratch, oh god. "Good because, uhm, I already have a boyfriend and no offense but you are a bit too old for me. And I don't know you like, at all. I will try my best too."

[docfoul]

"I like to think I am too old for most, if not all the people I encounter. Hee hee."

He taps the menu. "Have you picked yet?"

[notasinglelady]

“I do wonder now how old you really are, it's hard to tell with people from the community, sir.” Kurt gave him a smile and shook his head "Not really, I’m not sure we get to choose, the waiter just tell me to wait."

[docfoul]

"Is that so? That is hardly courteous reception." He tapped his fingers on the table. "Ordinarily, I would offer you food or beverage myself, but as it is, I am unable to produce it."

[notasinglelady]

“The community is doing this, that place is hardly polite. Produce it? You can do...magic?”

The waiter was back with a cart of food and a bottle of wine. He left it all in the table, served the wine and left again after wishing them a good evening.

[docfoul]

"Magic? Perhaps." He picked up his glass of wine and tried not to stare too hard at it. He... has never drunk a single thing in his entire life.

[notasinglelady]

"what do you mean with 'Perhaps'. It either is magic or it isn't." Kurt's still under 21, he drunk before but he wont' do it in front of an adult. He notices the staring, though. "You're okay?"

[docfoul]

"Whether magic exists or not is debatable. However, I am undeniably an extremely powerful being."

He hesitates for the tiniest of moments. "Of course I am." And then, very slowly, he brings the glass to his lips. Come on now, this can't be too difficult.

[notasinglelady]

"I saw it and experimented magic, I can tell you for sure it exist. Perhaps not in your world, though, it doesn’t exist in mine either. Not that I'm aware. But in the general sense...it's real" Kurt still gives him a look, mix of concern and curiosity. “If you are sure...”

[docfoul]

Okay, this seems simple. He tips the glass... the liquid flows...

... And Scratch has a coughing fit, because what is swallowing?

[notasinglelady]

That's startles Kurt. His hands move up just in case he's going to pass out or hit his head on the table. "Ey! You're okay? "

[docfoul]

He... thinks he's done swallowing.

"I am perfectly fine."

[notasinglelady]

"Are you sure'" He still looks concerned. His Dad had a heart attack, he freaks out when adults get sick. "I can ask them to bring you some water."

[docfoul]

"No!" He's had quite enough of liquids, thank you. "... No, thank you."

[notasinglelady]

"What was all that?" He leans back in his chair, frowning very slightly.

[docfoul]

"Nothing." He'll just... put the glass down now.

[notasinglelady]

“You never drank before?” Kurt pretty much came up with the conclusions, since normal, Scratch has no mouth. “How you survive?”

[docfoul]

"Very easily." Ah, now this is something he's more comfortable discussing. "I have no need for fluids."

[notasinglelady]

Why did he had to say it like that Kurt winces slightly. "That's..interesting. I do, very often, in fact."

[docfoul]

If Scratch knew what Kurt was thinking, he would be more amused. It's his own fault for having such thoughts. "The vast majority of living beings do."

[notasinglelady]

He's a teen, his mind is in the gutter sometimes :x.

"Why you don't?"

[docfoul]

"Because I am an omniscient, omnipotent and immortal being. Ordinarily, anyway."

[notasinglelady]

Kurt doesn't look impressed. "You're a god?" He's clearly in love with the idea, Scratch should be able to tell.

[docfoul]

The answer is quick and simple:

"No."

[notasinglelady]

"That's good." Kurt sill looks a bit pouty.