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𝕛𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕣 ([info]bardcore) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2011-07-28 01:11:00

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Entry tags:annie wheaton, charles xavier, erik lehnsherr, raven xavier

Who: Charles Xavier, Annie Wheaton, Erik Lehnsherr and Raven Darkholme Xavier.
What: Charles wakes up from a bad dream and finds himself in a bad reality. He is, understandably, displeased.
Where: Charles's room in the X-Mansion.
When: The middle of the night.
Rating: Fairly low.
Status: In progress.

Charles was having a bad dream, not a terribly uncommon occurrence but an unpleasant one nevertheless. His telepathy tended to take stock of the environment around him, so when there was unrest in his home it was usually reflected in his unconscious mind. Sitting up in his bed, he immediately reached out with his mind to check that his family was there and all right. He found Raven without difficulty, his mind drawn almost instantly to her familiar presence, but his mother, step-father and step-brother were conspicuous in their absence. If he was completely honest, uncharitable as the thought might be, he wouldn't mind terribly if something had happened to Cain and Mr. Marko. But his mother was his mother, distant though she was these days, and he didn't like the idea that she was gone.

Infinitely more unsettling was the fact that there were people in his house. Far too many people and none whose minds he recognised. Stumbling out of bed, he looked around the room that should have been his but was wholly unfamiliar. Panic started to rise as he became more and more confused. He was alone but for Raven, in a strange room, in a house full of strange people. And so he reacted the only way he knew, pushing with his mind. Normally, he'd have left Raven out of it, but he was too scared to focus properly. He wasn't actively hurting anyone, yet, but his mental voice rang out in the heads of everyone in the house, and some away from it, loud an forceful. Hopefully it would be enough to drive them all away, then he could find Raven and everything would be okay.

wrong. wrongwrongwrong. get out. getoutgetoutgetoutgetout. Get out. GET OUT!


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[info]wealreadyare
2011-08-03 07:52 pm UTC (link)
If Charles's question did anything, it only made the sadness that had been settled far back in the depths of his mind flicker more firmly to the forefront of his attention and across the features on his face. "Far too many reasons than can be explained properly, Charles. Far too many," Erik said with a certain gentleness to his tone that hadn't been presence before in his other statements. Whatever reaction Charles had been expecting from his ever so slight flick after the words passed his lips, Erik could only hope that he had given the exact opposite. It was odd, seeing his friend at such a young age in a state where he was likely as uncomfortable with his ability as so many who had just taken it on where, but the one hope Erik did have that he could give them both a bit more of a foundation to be proud of themselves as they were than they had had when he'd first met them.

Raven's question pulled his attention away from Charles, though, and filtered some of the sadness out of his expression. It hadn't been so long before in his understanding that he had lost her completely, the companion that he'd held the most dear and the only one which he still had who referred to him as Erik rather than his homo superior nom de guerre, violently taken from him by the humans and their idea of a permanent solution to the mutant problem. There was an intense relief in seeing her here, whole.

"Time, my dear," Erik said with a gentle smile, "is a matter of importance here," He said before shifting his gaze back to Charles. "Though, I doubt I could explain it properly."

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