Erik Lensherr (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} serene_rage) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} utr_logs,@ 2011-07-24 15:22:00 |
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Where: NYC
When: Right about now, just after this
Warnings: Doubtfully anything, but will update if necessary.
Erik was a little surprised to find how much more at ease he was knowing that not only was Charles alright, he had also been caught by whatever it was that had brought him here. It amused him in turn, mostly because he hadn't quite realized just how out of sorts the trip had left him, and the few days since his arrival hadn't done much to assuage that.
The City was much the same as it had been, some of the buildings were taller, and everything seemed to have metal in it these days, which was something of a comfort to him. In any case it didn't take him long to find the address Charles had given him, pulling up in a car that suited him, sleek and dark and modern.