I dunno. I- I never heard anyone ask each other. No one's ever asked me mine. [He frowns and shifts uncomfortably as he thinks over whether or not to disclose his.]
But it is, uh, it's murder-related too. And not a cool sci-sounding one either.
Wait, really? How long have you guys been here? I'd have thought everyone would share by now...
[What else does one do while trapped in what is definitely a Murder Scenario besides share their ridiculous crimes? Seems logical.
But he can recognize when a topic is veering into "avoid it" territory, so,] But if it wouldn't get at least a couple seasons and a kind-of-okay reboot, I guess I don't want to know.
Well I've only been here for like a month! Other people have been here a lot longer. I haven't really asked about what others are charged with because, I dunno, it feels personal. You're lucky you got a funny one!
[Kurt offers with a light smile. He definitely doesn't feel like treating this stranger to pleasant talks of being falsely accused of killing someone he knows as his biological mother.]
But yeah, mine is out of season. It's just depressing! There's plenty else to talk about anyway. ...My name's Kurt, by the way. Kurt Wagner!
[Junpei shrugs, because it is definitely personal, but he's been through the mysterious kidnapping wringer enough times to just get that personal shit out of the way early. It's fine, he can... resist the urge to ask people their crimes.
Probably. Now the "a lot longer" is going to stick in the back of his mind and haunt him, so maybe he'll get way too into that instead.]
A funny one... yeah. [Suuure.] Uh, I'm Junpei. If you guys don't talk about your crimes, what do you do around here?
[Kurt is amused by the wording implying the only activity around here could be swapping crime stories. He shrugs as he answers him.]
Mostly we just hang out? There's a whole world out there, and it's not hard to make enough money to get by around here. So, you know, we can just live our lives here until we figure out how we can get back to our homes!
[Junpei nods along, mumbling a few uh huhs about it, very straightforward--]
So let me get this straight. [A beat. He crosses his arms for Emphasis.] We all got kidnapped... and accused of whatever the hell... and we still have to get jobs? For real?
[Junpei, historically a dropout with no ambition and working a job that genuinely makes him hate mankind, cannot relate to this enthusiasm somehow. He gives Kurt a look that is, at best, exhausted on the atomic level.]
You're a real inspiration. Maybe you should get a gig giving tours or something.
[What do people woth joie de vivre do, he's guessing here--]
A tour guide? I never thought of that! Could be fun. You think it pays good? Do chicks dig a good guide? [He ponders, hopeful that this guy has the answer to all his questions.]
Whoa, like Magnum P.I.! [He recalls excitedly, pumping up his fists.] That's so cool!
But what do you mean? Aren't there supposed to be femme fatales getting all over you all the time? ...Well, I guess they are usually evil and just using you... that's gotta be a bummer.
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But it is, uh, it's murder-related too. And not a cool sci-sounding one either.
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[What else does one do while trapped in what is definitely a Murder Scenario besides share their ridiculous crimes? Seems logical.
But he can recognize when a topic is veering into "avoid it" territory, so,] But if it wouldn't get at least a couple seasons and a kind-of-okay reboot, I guess I don't want to know.
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[Kurt offers with a light smile. He definitely doesn't feel like treating this stranger to pleasant talks of being falsely accused of killing someone he knows as his biological mother.]
But yeah, mine is out of season. It's just depressing! There's plenty else to talk about anyway. ...My name's Kurt, by the way. Kurt Wagner!
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Probably. Now the "a lot longer" is going to stick in the back of his mind and haunt him, so maybe he'll get way too into that instead.]
A funny one... yeah. [Suuure.] Uh, I'm Junpei. If you guys don't talk about your crimes, what do you do around here?
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Mostly we just hang out? There's a whole world out there, and it's not hard to make enough money to get by around here. So, you know, we can just live our lives here until we figure out how we can get back to our homes!
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So let me get this straight. [A beat. He crosses his arms for Emphasis.] We all got kidnapped... and accused of whatever the hell... and we still have to get jobs? For real?
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But I don't mind it too much. I'm just glad I don't have to worry about school or anything anymore. I think I'm ready to take on the working world!
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You're a real inspiration. Maybe you should get a gig giving tours or something.
[What do people woth joie de vivre do, he's guessing here--]
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A tour guide? I never thought of that! Could be fun. You think it pays good? Do chicks dig a good guide? [He ponders, hopeful that this guy has the answer to all his questions.]
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[He really does not have the disposition. Nor does he go on a lot of tours, as it happens.]
And before you ask: no, chicks don't dig private investigators, either.
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But what do you mean? Aren't there supposed to be femme fatales getting all over you all the time? ...Well, I guess they are usually evil and just using you... that's gotta be a bummer.
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[If only!!! Unfortunately life is real and it sucks, he'd rather have the Magnum PI version.]
Anyway, it doesn't matter, it's not like I'm going to do that here... These assholes don't deserve my elite investigative abilities.
[It's Spite (tm)]
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[Kurt says, often imitating characters he's seen on tv. Maybe that'll help life be as simple as fiction!]
That's a shame, maybe you could get to the bottom of everything that's going don here. So then what are you gonna do?
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[He sort of--leans. Back? He's doing The Matrix Lean, except not even remotely close to how far back he'd have to lean, but it's... evocative...
He is still doing this when he says,] First order of business is to drink. Second, I dunno. Stock shelves somewhere, or something.