Erik.
Erik.
So is it just going to stay chilly in here or...?
I'm sorry that I missed your last message to me. But I am well, thank you. Settling in and finding my feet, so to speak. How are you? Recovering from Bloody Mary?
How are you feeling?
I have plans to teach.
I'm quite interested in the medical school that you are setting up here in Mount Weather. I was wondering, though, if you would have a place on your staff for a teacher of psychology and a teacher of genetics. I realize that there are more than one persons with a background in genetics, and I would be interested in sharing teaching duties for that subject, if the others are willing. I have doctorates in both psychology and genetics, if you wonder about my qualifications.
I need to postpone our scheduled session tomorrow. I'm mentally exhausted.CAROL:
Ever have those days where you just want to sleep? Think we can postpone tomorrow's session?ROGUE:
Hello, southern belle. How are you settling in?CHARLES XAVIER:
All right. Going nonstop for weeks now. I need a break. You got time for a game of cards tomorrow?
Hullo, dear, how was your day? I was nearly eaten by a were-coyote, and I nearly asked Erik to make himself a crown so that we might crown him Drama Queen. I might still do the latter.
Professor Xavier:
I don't think we've officially met, but my name is Remus Lupin and I've lived here since the beginning of April. I was told that I ought to speak to you regarding [...] counseling services. I'm struggling with [...] things, and I'd like to speak to someone, if I could.
You're in charge of the team trying to take down the werewolves, yeah?
Hullo, you — all right?
I don't mean to intrude, but I can't help but notice your pain. You do not mean to, but your grief is sending shock-waves out in massive telepathic surges. To block them, I would have to focus all of my energy on blocking it out.CHARLES XAVIER (& RACHEL SUMMERS ADDED IN):
That's not why I messaged you, though. I didn't mean to intrude, but as I said, your pain is blinding.I have a massive headaI would like to offer my help, in any way I can. I know that there is nothing that I can do for the loss of a loved oneand my own sorrow is. I cannot bring anyone back from the dead, but I can at least offer friendship and a good bottle of whiskey I traded for.
If I can help, please ask it of me, old friend.
Have any of you talked with Chris Traeger? Sort of new guy? After talking with him, I'm beginning to wonder if there isn't an undiagnosed mental health issue there. He seems to be extremely overcompensating with his peppy conversation, and I'm wondering if that isn't stress beginning to get to him.I once knew a girl whoDon't get me wrong, it's nice to see someone who isn't cursing up a storm about being here, but it's a little unreal. Even for me.
Erik, you were with Adaar Friday night, right? How'd that go? Charles and I waited up, but I must have fallen asleep before you got back.
I'm not sure what to make of the election yet. There was a mutant as president at home and it didn't do us much good, so... I don't know.
I received a rather unexpected surprise in the form of what I can only imagine is a very high-tech chair in the pod which dropped gifts. It feels familiar to me, and I recognize it as the chair in which the older Charles Xavier was using when I was able to speak to him through the psychic link Logan had with his body. If any of you have any idea how to keep this thing in tip-top shape, now would be a good time to share.
For what it's worth, I felt no unknown presence within Mount Weather or the surrounding environs during the event this morning.
Can I think we've all made up now? No one's told me anything and I didn't want to pry.