Charles Xavier | XMFC Good ending Retirement, it wasn't something Charles had ever really considered. But then again, he hadn't ever considered a lot of things that had come to pass. Officially, of course, he still oversaw the school, and he still taught there from time to time, when he had the energy for it, but for the most part he was content to stay in his study and work on his book. His new book, he already had three published, all studies in genetics, but this one was something different, a memoir more than anything.
Bad ending His mind was starting to come apart at the seams. It was something that he'd always suspected could happen, but not anything he'd ever expected to happen. He'd always had headaches, to some extent, especially in a crowd because people always thought more loudly than they realized, but he'd always been able to escape them, there were quiet corners of his own mind that he could retreat to, or if all else failed, quiet corners of the mansion or the grounds that were far enough away from other minds that they were blessedly quiet. But the mansion was busier now than ever, and while he wouldn't trade that for anything, he didn't have as much of a chance for quiet as he once had, which meant that sometimes the headaches couldn't be avoided. Like the one that had him in its clutches currently, it had come on suddenly enough that he'd ended up knocking his teacup over into the sink, his fingers curling against the edge of the counter, trying to bite the pain back down and get ahold of himself.