InsaneJournal

Who: Erik and Lorna, later Raven!
What: Erik attempts to be mentor-like. We'll see if it works.
When:Where: Xavier's mansion, Westchester
Warnings: None

For some ungodly reason Charles enjoyed running. While Erik certainly could, he didn't enjoy repetitive motions especially when there was a general lack of conversation to be had while doing it. Charles would know in the end, but Erik cut the run with the students short. He was, technically, responsible for all of their well beings, but Erik found that he had very easily begun playing favorites. Even towards some of the newer students he barely knew. Could he really be blamed? He didn't know the green haired girl well, and admittedly (like most teenagers) she talked too much and found it too hard to sit still for his tastes, but she had his powers. Or something very similar at least. Not only did he know how dangerous his powers could be unharnessed, he knew how frightening they could be.

Erik waited on the mansion's back terrace, leaning against the stone railings as the moon rose higher in the sky behind him. The satellite was perfectly visible behind him and there was plenty of light coming from the mansion windows and small porch lamps by the door. He'd chosen the night for a reason. The quiet, rhythmic sounds of the evening and lack of distractions (mutants constantly training everywhere created more noise than anything else) were good for concentration. If what Lorna said was true, she was in dire need of some concentration and focus.

He glanced down at his watch, saw that it was only 9:28 and then pulled a handful of change from his pocket. It was mere seconds before it was floating in the air in front of him. Everyone had to start somewhere, and Lorna would be starting with nickles and dimes.