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Who: Kurt and YOU
What: A reprogrammed Kurt does the government's bidding, looking at captured metas and doing spy work
When: During the event
Where: Around the city and the lab Kurt works in
Warnings: Sample gathering, but nothing too invasive at the moment

Experiments
Seeing as Kurt did this sort of thing back in his reality, the government decided to put him in charge of studying the metas that get captured. Mostly this means gathering tissue samples or running experiments on them, such as reflex testing.

Kurt doesn't need to tell anybody brought in that they're special, because the metas don't go for that like the human abductees do.

His boss tells him that another meta's been brought in, and has been restrained in the lab. Guess it's time to do his thing. Kurt enters the lab and hovers over the test subject, strapped to the cold exam table.

"Hey, buddy. Don't get weird."

Field Work
When Kurt's not examining the government's prisoners, he's being sent out to spy on the civilians and metas. Even though Kurt's not a very good spy and his fellow Reptilian no doubt thinks their bosses are making a mistake by letting Kurt do field work.

Wearing his human disguise, Kurt makes his way to a cafe to order himself a mocha and keep his eyes and ears open for anything suspicious, or that sounds like rebel talk.

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Some black hair dye and glasses was all it took for Archer to blend in with the crowd. The thing about metropolitan cities such as The City was that they attracted people of many creeds and colours, but that facial recognition for anyone who wasn't the perceived 'default' was far less advanced than for those who were 'the average man'. In short, he wasn't terribly worried that he would be recognised despite a few people having seen his face before now.

That was why he was taking a risk and waiting for someone he had been told to meet in a public place.

Archer had done his own spywork back in the day, and unlike Kurt he was quite skilled in it. When he noticed the man, he instantly knew something was up. Either Archer had been told to meet with someone who was sub par - unlikely due to what he had heard about the individual - or there were civilians who were keeping an eye open for what was going on. (Surely, this was no government spy, as it seemed unfathomable that they would hire someone who looked so out of place in his own skin to do spywork among the general public. Archer had far too much faith in the idea that this world's government was competent.)

This resulted in Archer putting on a friendly expression and moving to talk to the man, standing not far from him.

"Hello, wonderful afternoon, is it not?"

He'd figure out what was going on, and without being marked as suspicious himself. Or, at least that was the goal.

Kurt's drink was halfway to his mouth before the other man approached him and greeted him. Was this the guy he was supposed to meet? He'd take a stab at it.

"It's a very nice, afternoon yes."

"You seem like a local to the area." His smile turned a little soft. "You see, I've not been in the city for very long and I was wondering if there are any local landmarks you would suggest visiting. I only have a few days left until my business trip is complete and it would be terrible to limit my experiences here to conference rooms and cafe brunches."

"Oh, I can suggest a few things," Kurt's voice was pleasant enough. He tipped his head back and downed the rest of his drink, before standing up. "We can leave right now. I'll show you all kinds of cool things to see and places to visit."

"I would appreciate that," Archer said and nodded. He found himself waiting until the man was standing before offering his hand. "Apollo Akagawa. You?"

"Kurt Orwell," Kurt introduced himself. His bosses told himself that he had to give himself a last name, to better blend in. He just chose it randomly, after glancing at a book a coworker was reading.

"Right this way. I know a great place," Making sure Apollo was following him, Kurt left the coffee shop. He had a few destinations in mind that were nice and secluded.

"A pleasure, Mr. Orwell." He smiled, following after him. "Do you mind me asking how long you've been a local? This place seems like such a melting pot."

Archer noted that the man hadn't mentioned particularly where they were going, and considered that perhaps it might be time to offer him some hospitality.

"Quite a long time, really," It's a nice, vague answer. Kurt hadn't really thought too much about that, figuring that nobody would ask.

"There's a really cool lighthouse down by the beach. Or a bridge down at the park."

He notices the vagueness, but doesn't comment. Instead, he pulls a packet of rather night tissues out of his pocket and offers one to him. "You might need one of these." The way he says it implies that there might be something on Kurt's face, while being very polite.

He makes a note to himself to comment on the lighthouse and bridge as soon as appropriate.

"Oh, yeah, thanks," Kurt accepts the tissue and starts dabbing around his lips, figuring that he got coffee or cream on himself while finishing off his drink. He puts the tissue in his pocket when he's finished.

"The bridge is closer, we can go see that first." Both locations are pretty secluded, so he can get more information on Archer for his bosses.

As soon as the tissue is taken, the effect of Archer's ability starts to take effect. It's subtle, feeling almost as if it is the natural flow of the conversation taking its path.

"That sounds lovely. May I ask what the significance of the bridge and lighthouse are? I'm sure they have a fantastic view, but many landmarks have both history and particular things they are used for in the modern day." His words seem so relaxing as he speaks, enticing and non-judgemental.

"Apparently the bridge was designed by the guy who turned the land into a park so it wouldn't become a strip mall instead." Kurt skimmed that bridge's history, but failed to do any real extensive reading on it. "The lighthouse," Kurt shrugs. "Probably run by a machine these days."

Perhaps Archer shouldn't have been, but he was critiquing this man's approach. If it was him and he was trying to get someone to a location they clearly weren't familiar with he would have talked it up more. The way Kurt put it, well, it all sounded so mundane. If he really had been a tourist, well, he would be quite disappointed even before they would arrive.

"I see. It's a shame there aren't so many philanthropic sorts in this day and age. Before I came to America it was quite common to see large parks at regular intervals in cities." He makes himself sound as though he's nostalgic. "They are far less common where I live now."

"So where do you come from, then?" Earth geography isn't Kurt's strong suit, and it mostly amounts to him having glanced at a map of the Earth once. But if you asked him to pinpoint a country without looking at a map, he'd have to admit defeat.

It should be weird that Kurt gave away that he doesn't actually know a lot about Earth landmarks, but for some reason it just doesn't occur to him that he said more than he should have.

"From Japan," he says with a smile. "The Johto region, to be precise. It is a lovely place. And yourself?"

Where he was from was easy - while some things were different in this world, much of the geography was in many ways similar. Perhaps he would have been in a far less beneficial position had he come from outside Japan, as several regions appeared to have completely different names and some locations were seemingly scrambled in comparison.

"I'm not from anywhere you might have heard of," It's technically the truth, since Kurt's from another planet that not many humans would have heard of. But he makes it sound like he's from some backwater town that you wouldn't even find on a GPS, it's so obscure.

He chuckles lightly. "That's fair enough. I must unfortunately admit that I am ignorant of many places in America, not the least of which being those that even the native population would have difficulties pointing out on a map." He spares a few casual glances to the area around them, making it look as if he's simply admiring the scenery. "Does this area get much in the way of foot traffic?"

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(OOC: Link at the end leads to a relevant permissions post.)

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i'm sorry for his inner monologue. he's a judgemental douche

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