X-Men: Just Because They Stumble

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It would be plenty of time for his run. It would also give him time to clear his head before putting himself on a plane surrounded by people that are still strangers. If he's still tense by the time they take off, he won't exactly be easy to deal with. At her question, Erik looks down towards his scuffed boots and huffs. Damn her and her observance. [b "Borrowing a pair of sneakers seems to be the best course of action. Lead the way."]

Evidence of his years of training are evident as they wander the hall. Though a large man, Erik moves silently like a predator, with his feet barely making a sound. His eyes are alert, even if they aren't in any danger. He's constantly calculating a defensive and offensive plan with each turn and corner, habits he's developed during his time on the run.

The psychic woman is correct once again he notes as he helps himself to a pair of new running shoes from a storage locker inside the fitness room. They're a little snug, but they'll do, he figures as he stretches his legs. [b "I won't take it easy on you. Try your best to keep up. If that's possible with those tiny legs,"] he taunts with a challenge in his eyes.

The grounds of the headquarters are empty, save for a few guards standing around. They are clearly far from the prying eyes of civilization as the building is surrounded by trees. The path winds around the oddly-shaped building, and is just wide enough for the two to jog side by side. [b "Do you truly believe we can trust these people?"] he asks after a few moments of silence. [b "Humans haven't exactly been understanding, in my experience. Who's to say they aren't just waiting for a reason to arrest us and send us for experimentation?"]
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 164d 3h 17m 6s
[b "It's not even 6:30 yet—plenty early to go for a run if you want. Raven won't be back for a while yet with some others clothes I sent her off to get for you,"] The younger Xavier woman was a shifter, so the [i how] of getting clothes accurately wouldn't even need to be asked, [b "And the flight won't be leaving till about 9 or so. You have time."]

The invite to go with him surprised her. Eyebrows arched she debated silently, mouth puckering in a pout of thought before glancing down at her sleeping tire that did consist of the Oxford sweatwear she had chosen the night prior. After a moment she shrugged. [b "Sure. Give me a minute or two, hm?"] She walked over to her suitcase that was open at the foot of her bed, rummaged around in it, and then shrugged off her sleep-robe before heading off into the bathroom with the door clicking shut behind her.

The brunette returned less than a minute later, hair pulled into a high ponytail and socks on her feet. The reason for the brief bathroom moments? Wouldn't due to go running without a bra, and despite her sister's belief the young genius indeed did have modesty-boundaries.

She walked over one more near her case, rummage through it, and successfully pulled out a pair of trainers that she began to tie on her feet. After a moment she paused, casting a thoughtful look towards Erik. [b "Will you be wearing those steel-toed boots you got' last night, or will you be 'borrowing',"] She had of course added physical air-quotes with her fingers, [b "A pair of sneakers? I'm sure they'd have some in the gym area of this building. I can lead the way there if you want...?"] She stood up, tapping two fingers against one of her temples with an easy-going little smile.
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 166d 2h 29m 38s
Erik's sleep had been fitful, though he remained still. Images of his past, and his hunt to capture the man who killed his mother flashed through his head all night. He could hear his mother's voice accusing him of failing her; seeing her scowl at his inability to complete his vengeance. No matter how much he begged, she merely turned away from him, leaving him calling for her to come back.

He barely had time to process that someone had touched him before he sat upright, moving quickly to his knees in a striking position. His breath comes in pants and his eyes are wide, staring at Charlotte as his became aware of his surroundings. He's fine. They can still track Shaw. He will do right by his parents.

[b "Thank you,"] he murmurs. [b "For doing as I said."] He can only imagine the damage he'd have done to her if Charlotte had shaken him instead.

Throwing his legs over the side of the bed, he hurries to his feet so he can get to the glass of water he'd left on the table near the bed. Chugging it down, his eyes close and he tries to still his heart. [b "It's not too late in the morning, is it? I'd like to get a run in before we start with the next phase of the plan."]

Erik wants to keep himself busy so it doesn't feel like they're just sitting around waiting for the government to give them permission to make an attack. He wants to be in as much control as he can. [b "You're welcome to join, if you'd like. It might be best to maintain a fitness routine while we're doing this. Powers won't be enough. If it comes down to it, we need to be able to defend ourselves with hand to hand combat, and stamina is rather important for that,"] he says, looking at her directly.
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 193d 17h 26m 55s
[b "Of course. I completely understand."] Charlotte replied and, giving a wave in his direction she shifted about to be able curl up under her own blanket, rolled onto her side to face the wall, and did her best to start drifting to sleep.

To be honest she had the option of falling asleep instantly—one of the tricks of being a telepath, she found, is inducing sleep onto the mind. Instantly. She's used it to get out of some sticky situations and, more than once, she has used it on herself when insomnia had been getting the best of her otherwise. And yet she did not resort to that power at this moment.

The genius-level young professor listened to the room in silence. The shower water stopping, her sister exiting the bathroom, turning off the lights which put anything behind her eyelids into darkness, and then to the silence after that as it was undoubtedly not long until she was the only one awake in the room. Ten minutes? Twenty? Perhaps an hour? She wasn't exactly sure how long sleep had been alluding her but soon enough, with a silent sigh, she cracked her eyes open and rolled onto her back. Her blue eyes gazing at the ceiling of the now darkened room. Thoughts just pulsing in her mind as she made sure her turmoil remained internet without any chance of accidentally projecting.

[i Now what was it that Erik said to Raven just earlier...? Oh! Yes, I remember exactly since my memory is pretty damn eclectic; 'You should be admired, not feared. We all should.' And then he went ahead and said what he did to me. This man is a bloody hypocrite!] The brunette fumed in her mind but then, slowly, she shut her eyes with a silent sigh. Her hand raised and scrubbed at her face, her thoughts finally starting to calm and her emotions settling. [i I can't believe I'm that angry over it. Hypocritical comment or not, I... I guess I understand it. Raven's response had been uneasy when we first meant a well, and I can't very well be angry with she getting a compliment in her natural state from someone other than myself.]

She then also reminded herself that with the glimpse she had needed to dissect out of Erik's mind that the man had... a very horrible, long, lonely life since the second World War. That reminder to herself fizzled away the last of her hurt and upset.

And it was was that which finally had Charlotte that she finally drifted off to the sleep she had been longing for hours to finally have.

[h3 The Next Morning — 20th of July, Friday (6:15am)]

[i Hm.... Well, he did say just to grab his foot.] With that thought mused in her mind, the short woman continued to observed the tall man laying down in the bed. She had been up for a while now already after five hours of sleep, which was all she averagely needed, and Raven had been up for roughly an hour. Her sister was performing a tax that had been set for by Charlotte herself, and now the elder of the two siblings as staring at their new friend's sleeping form.

[b "For someone who says he sleeps on high alert, his impression of a rock is outstanding."] She muttered to herself, amusement in her voice. Moving to the foot of the bed she hesitated briefly before deciding 'To hell with it' and lift up the blanket covering the mans feet. With her free hand she grabbed his large foot by an equally large big toe and, quite simply, lifted his foot and shook it a bit.
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 196d 21h 15m 15s
If the threat of cold water is the most he has to worry about, he'll sleep just fine. A teenager with a bucket of water isn't exactly something that will make him panic. [b "I think I can handle a little bit of ice water, after spending time in that river. Although I will give fair warning that payback is a bitch, and I'm quite good at it."]

Erik huffs at her question of whether or not he had any warnings about his own sleeping habits. [b "I'll have you know that I'm a sound sleeper, and I don't even so much as snore,"] he defends himself.

A moment later, he reiterates. [b "Technically I have night terrors every now and again, but for the most part, I'm absolutely silent. You have to be when you're constantly running around the world trying to capture the man who ruined your life. Being a light sleeper helps you wake up quickly at any sound, in case of a threat. Wouldn't be good if I slept through an apocalypse. I'd have been killed a long time ago if it weren't for my habits."]

He closed his eyes and threw an arm over them to try and block out the remaining lights. [b "For your own safety, if you insist on waking me in the morning, it would be wise to just tug on my foot. I will not hesitate to throw a punch if someone shakes my shoulder, or leans over me. And I seriously doubt things would go well if you tried to wake me up via telepathy. I'm still not keen on someone getting in to my head whenever they want, especially if I'm not anticipating it."]

He lays down the ground rules in a neutral tone. He has no reason to threaten her with them, or come across as aggressive. If anything, he's warning her for her own safety. No sense in giving her a black eye if she's just trying to wake him.
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 234d 3h 9m 44s
Those his statement had been teasing she did take the warning to heart, it worried her of course, but she felt comfort in one thing she knew for sure, [b "Raven pretended to be a male for ten years to become a black-belt in karate at an 'Boy's Only' academy. She could break their necks if she needed."] There was obviously pride in her voice.

When the Lehnsherr male and as he added the extra bit on as far as Raven joining the fight, she nodded as visibly as possible while having her face hidden to show her thanks for him agreeing to not try and talk on the matter any further that night. She really was far to tired to coherently judge the matter despite a part of her knowing he was (unfortunately) right in regards that Raven would be far too stubborn to take Charlotte saying 'No' on the matter if that was what the older sibling decided.

Soon enough he spoke more, however.

[b "I'd offer to pinch you to prove you're awake, but there is nothing that is going to move me from this bed before sunrise. Not even a fire or the apocalypse."] Charlotte spoke in a muffle against her pillow.

The woman was far too caring to be insensitive so her tone hadn't been scathing, but the tiredness in her voice was even more clear even if now buried against the bed.

His next question did cause her to raise her head, and she arched an eyebrow at him. [b "No, we don't. The worst you'd have to worry about in regards to Raven is if you state a specific time to be awake at, and you don't do it—she'll pour water on you."] Her grin was of an easy nature yet, in a matter of moments, her expression morphed into gently concerned softness, [b "What about you, Erik? Any sleeping habits I should be aware of? Or... sleeping troubles?"] The brunette mutant's voice held hints of the same humor his own tone had. There was genuine worry in her voice as well, though it wasn't a fearful worry, just a concerned one. Concern not of him, but [i for] him. She really was far too empathetic.
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 234d 21h 7m 36s
[b "Glad to see I get the approval of the moody teenager,"] Erik drawls, raising an eyebrow as Raven closes the bathroom door.

Seeing Charlotte collapsed on the bed doesn't surprise him. He'd known that she wouldn't be completely on board with her sister joining the fight. Hell, if he'd had a sibling, he'd probably feel the same. [b "She's a smart girl. She'll hold her own. I'd worry more about all these men surrounding her. I'm sure she's the only source of eye-candy they've had in this pasty compound."]

Sitting on his own bed, he starts pulling back the sheets and scratchy blanket to get comfortable. [b "I'll drop the subject for now. I can see you aren't too thrilled with the possibility. But, I can also tell that she's not going to be one to take no for answer. You'll have your hands full with that one."]

Resting his head back on the pillow, he sighs. [b "If you would have asked me forty-eight hours ago what I'd be doing tonight, I would never have guessed that I'd be sleeping in an FBI base with two other mutants, planning on teaming up to take down Shaw. This doesn't even seem like reality yet."]

Erik isn't quite sure how he feels about all of this yet. He'd been on his own for so long that even the idea of sharing a room with people is daunting. Over a decade of not trusting anyone has led to a very skeptical man. He doubted he'd even get much sleep, regardless of how exhausted he feels.

[b "Should I be warned of any snoring or sleep-walking from either of you? If I wake up to someone standing over my bed, I can't guarantee it will end well,"] he mutters dryly, closing his eyes against the light of the lamps on the night tables.
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 252d 20h 20m 53s
[b "I'll think about it, alright?"] Charlotte asked, huffing a sigh as she pinched the bridge of her nose between her thumb and index finger.

[#c43112 "That's her way of saying 'No' to the idea."] Raven butted in, and Charlotte sent a scathing look that only an older sibling is ever capable of creating before threatening, [b "If you make childish remarks and pout like that, it really will be a 'No'. I said I'll think about it, and I'll think about it."] The blonde huffed silently but nodded despite turning away with a roll of her eyes.

As the younger moved off to her bed the brunette turned her attention back to Erik. She looked very tired, and she sent the metal mutant a look as if silently begging him to not continue pushing the point any further since she figured, quite rightfully, he might. She didn't have the energy to deal with such debating right in that moment.

Charlotte had mentioned a few times in the couple hours they'd known one another that she had been up for over 48-hours by now. The poor telepath was exhausted.

Once she was sure she had gotten her silent request across she walked over to where her sister sat gathering sleeping clothes. [b "You go take your shower and then we'll all go to sleep, hm? I hope you don't mind Erik having to share the room with us. I mean if you do that's alright—Moira offered him a lovely closet and he assured me that he'd be just fine with puffy coats for pillows."] Her tone was bluntly innocent, but humor sparkled brightly in her eyes as she glanced between the Lehnsherr male and Raven.

The effect she had wanted had succeeded, for the pouty shape-shifter barked a laugh. [#c43112 "I guess it's fine."] Her voice was just as playful, and then the teen scooped up her clothing and headed off to the bathroom to shower. Once the door shut behind Raven, Charlotte let out a groan before turning and flopping stomach-down onto her chosen bed.
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 253d 14h 13m 38s
The demonstration is extremely impressive. Raven was still young, but had excelled so far with controlling and mastering her abilities. Erik still struggled with his powers at her age. Then again, he had a self-admitted anger issue that often blinded him to controlling himself before he lets his powers get out of control. He even cracks a smirk when she takes on the appearance of himself. [b "I'm sure you could have quite the fun with a mutation like yours,"] he drawls out as she goes back to her blonde self.

[b "I can't say I've ever heard of shapeshifting powers. Then again, until a few hours ago, I was fairly convinced there were no other mutants around. Consider yourselves lucky that you had each other growing up. Not all of us have had that kind of privilege,"] he says with a flash of minor jealousy.

Erik rises from his place on the bed and gathers the files. He drops them in a neat stack on the desk, and turns to the two girls. [b "Your mutation could actually come in handy, Raven. We might need a few tricks in our arsenal when it comes to taking down Shaw."]

He pauses and looks to Charlotte. [b "How much does she know about what we're doing here? Assets like her mutation are something we cannot take for granted."]

Erik is full on prepared for an argument. He wouldn't blame her, to be honest. He can't imagine that Charlotte would be willing to put her younger sister in any kind of danger but at the same time, the two of them alone stand little chance at taking down Shaw and his new arsenal of bodyguards. [b "Before you shoot down the idea, just think about how useful it would be to have someone who can take on the appearance of anyone, without drawing suspicion."]
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 275d 20h 17m 27s
Raven looked to Charlotte, an excited look upon her face. The older of the siblings put on a thoughtful face that she partnered with an over-exaggerated hum before, smiling a little cheekily, she'd give a soft sigh. [b "Oh, just go ahead. You haven't had the chance to show off in a very long time. Have fun."] With consent the blue one of the siblings let out a giggle of glee, and the brunette young woman could only shake her head as she sat down to better enjoy the show her little sister was about to put on.

With her older sister's agreement, Raven returned her attention to Erik with an innocent expression. [#c43112 "What else can I look like? Well to be honest I seem to only be able to take on human-like appearances. Like, for example... a smaller version of a Statue of Liberty,"] Her form shifted and in a matter of seconds what seemed to stand in the room where she once was appeared to be a small version of the famous statue. Suddenly the 'statue' spoke, [#c43112 "Or like the First Lady of the United States."] Another mere amount of seconds and it appeared as if Jacqueline Kennedy herself was in the room.

[#c43112 "I can even look like Charlotte,"] Another shift and it was as if two geniuses woman oxford-certified professors were in the room. [#c43112 "And I can look like you."] She shifted into an exact copy of him before shifting back to her normal form. [#c43112 "I can also shift and un-shift only certain parts of my body if I focus. Like just my eyes,"] Her normal yellow eyes shifted into multiple colors and shapes. And then in President Kennedy's tone she finally finished, [#c43112 "Or only my voice."] And with that Raven shifted back into her neutral blonde-hair-and-blue-eyed appearance before she sat down on the bed beside her sister.

Charlotte had been grinning the entire time, and as Raven finally sat down beside her after the entirety of her act she couldn't help but laugh. [b "As marvelous as ever, baby sister."] The blue-eyed woman compliment, wrapping an arm around her sibling and pressing a kiss to the younger girl's temple before both Xavier women turned their smiling faces towards Erik for any comments he may have.
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 277d 21h 56m 47s
[i Star Trek?] Erik asks the question in his head, but doesn't say anything else. It sounded like it would take far too long to explain, and he still wouldn't understand. He'd never been much for watching television, and he certainly didn't understand how people could claim they like a show with a teleporting character, if they condemn one to death in reality.

The conversation doesn't go any further before her sister is bursting in to the room in a blonde blur. Erik raises an eyebrow, looking between the two women. It doesn't take long before the younger of the two takes notice of him. His mouth opens to introduce himself, but her attention is taken again by Charlotte. The silence between them gives him enough knowledge that they're having some kind of conversation. He's almost positive it's about him. After being introduced by Charlotte, he nods his head in greeting. [b "I've heard much about you. Your sister is quite proud."]

He shakes her extended hand. [b "Always a pleasure to meet others that are gifted."]

Erik could feel the texture of her skin changing before he actually saw the visual transformation. He couldn't help but stare, but for reasons other than shock. It was incredible. [b "Beautiful,"] he breathes, meeting her eyes. [b "It's a shame you feel the need to hide your true self. You should be admired, not feared. We all should."]

Dropping her hand gently, he rises from his seat and collects the files. Placing them on the desk, he turns to the sisters. [b "So you can take on alternate appearances. Fascinating. What else can you look like?"] he asks Raven.

He was fully aware of Charlotte's abilities, but he was curious. It wasn't often he came across others like him.
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 309d 20h 30m 49s
[i From what I sensed from Emma, she—and likely the other two—have all been with Shaw for a very long time. There might even be a chance they've been with him since they were children.] Charlotte thought to herself, being very careful to make sure her thoughts stayed to herself as she settled the newest mind-shield she had made back up. She pondering to herself if it could have been possible that, if Erik hadn't been liberated before Shaw could escape with him, that the metal-using mutant might just be one of Shaw's pawns as well. [i It seems a blessing that didn't happen. He's such a nice man, I can tell that already, even if he might be rather naturally rude.]

When he held the folder out towards her the short woman reached over the space between their beds and began to read over the paper he had indicated. [b "Moira mentioned something about that with a general. She had seen him in Shaw's Hellfire Casino place, and then when she called her boss that same general was suddenly across the country in DC. Hmm..."] She hummed in thought, biting her lip a bit before a thought struck her. [b "Maybe one of the other two mutants with him is some kind of, um, oh what is the word...? ...A teleporter! You know, like on that new Star Trek show?"] The 23-year old genius offered up, wondering his opinion on the matter.

She looked back at the papers, having nodded her head along when he mentioned that there seemed to be no pattern to Shaw's movements. [b "The only thing that the randomness could represent might be some sort of secret meetings, maybe? If a teleporting mutant [i does] exist, and is in Shaw's employment, it could be completely possible."]

Sudden the woman froze, then blinked before letting off a soft sigh. [b "Raven is on her way here. In fact she will be here in about three seconds... two... one...!"] She trailed off, puckering her lips slightly in wait, and as the door to the room slammed open she couldn't help the grin that spread across her face.

A teenage girl with wavy, blonde hair stood in the doorway. The female's eyes immediately zeroed in on the 23-year old telepath and, once they did, she'd hurry into the room, shut the door behind herself, and rushed over to where the fellow female sat and began to inspect her over.

[#c43112 "Charlotte, why the hell did you jump in the ocean?! Oh, of course you would jump in, and I shouldn't have expected less, cause despite being a genius it seems you will always be a dumb–"] The apparent blonde stopped abruptly, blinking a couple of times as her eyes finally landed upon the other person in the room. [#c43112 "...Well now, who are you?"] The girl's voice was airy with surprise and innocence, but the one she had been yelling at mere moments before couldn't help but roll her eyes. She didn't need to read her mind to know where her thoughts were (unfortunately) beginning to wander to.

[center [i [b /+// He is like us, but he is also much too old for you. He's almost 14 years your elder. That's a big 'No, no', sister dear. Especially since you're still a minor. //+/]]]

In response the girl spun towards him, cheeks flushing as she smacked her older-yet-shorter-than-her sister's shoulder with a pouted look. [#c43112 [i You're always such a kill-joy, Charlotte.]] Her sister smirked in reply, the blonde stuck out her tongue, but then what else her sibling had said struck her. [#c43112 [i He's like us?]] The older of the Xavier females nodded, a smile on her face, and the younger soon wore a bright smile herself before both members of the Xavier family would return their attention to the him

[b "Erik, this is my little sister, Raven Xavier."] The short woman introduced, gesturing to the blonde in all of her glory, [b "And Raven, this is Erik Lehnsherr; the reason I was dumb and had to jump into the ocean."] Her words were blunt yet playful, she smirking cheekily back and forth between the two. Raven snorted in response to Charlotte's words and with a roll of her eyes declared, [#c43112 "Please, like you actually need a reason to be stupid? You'd step on lava if you ever got the urge, you duntz."] Charlotte quickly mirrored Raven's own pouting look from earlier, and the girl rolled her eyes at the sight of it before returning her attention to the metal-user. [#c43112 "It's nice to meet you, Erik."] She smiled, holding out her hand in the offering of a handshake.

She waited for when the male would take her hand for the handshake and, since she was feeling mischievous, the moment their hands would clasp she would decided to do a little show. The moment skin touched skin her flesh would begin to shift and change, so within moments of the contact there no longer stood a pale, blue-eyed and blonde haired girl, but rather a blue-skinned-with-minor-scales, red-haired, and yellow eyed teen ages who's pupils resembled a bit closer to a lizard's then an average person's now.

Charlotte had held a feeling her sister would do this, and shook her head in found exasperation mere moments before Raven had, and simply focused upon what Erik's reaction might be. She dearly hoped it wouldn't be anything negative. [i If the reaction is negative, I won't be his friend.] That was her immediate decision, for despite her great like for the man already, she couldn't like him if he didn't like her sister.
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 316d 23h 33m 35s
Another telepath. [i Fantastic], Erik thought to himself. As if it wasn't hard enough getting anywhere near Shaw, let's just add a woman who can hear when they're about to attack. That just makes everything so much easier. [b "Perhaps if we find a way to take her out, we can get closer. If he loses his eyes, so to speak, then there is nothing to help him anticipate our plans."]

He gives her privacy as she finishes cleaning, flipping silently through the file pages while he waits. One thing he hadn't been anticipating is the sheer power of Shaw's recruits. If the damages totaled on the finance sheets were anything to go by, he had some serious muscle backing his plans. Shaw must have been busy with recruiting mutants, in the same way the government appears to.

He glances up briefly at Charlotte as she rejoins him. [b "So they're willing to die for him, no questions asked. That only feeds his power. If they fear nothing, then they have nothing to lose. Shaw's brainwashed them to fight for his cause, no matter how twisted he is,"] he drawls out.

At her question, he gives a faint shake of his head. [b "Nothing that surprises me, really. Shaw has always been ruthless, and willing to do whatever it takes to gain power. What's concerning me is just how mobile he is. Look at this,"] he hands over a manila folder. [b "Spotted in San Francisco on the morning of June third, only to be in Venice that night? Even with advanced planes, that's quite the jump. And with him being on a wanted list, there's no way he could just waltz through an airport without raising suspicions. They must be using some form of their own transport, by-passing all of the border patrols."]

It was a frustrating thought. If they couldn't get a good estimation on where he was heading next, how were they going to find him. [b "As far as I can tell, there is no set pattern in how he travels. It seems completely randomized."]
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 339d 22h 43m 1s
[b [i /+// There was only three things I could figure out about that woman. Her name is Emma, she has a strong amount of loyalty towards Shaw so I can only assume she's been with him many years, and she's apparently a telepath like me, //+/]] Charlotte replied telepathically, she having left those newly created shield she'd put up open so she could hear his loud thinking if he had decided to go that route.

On the topic of the woman she had mental contact with for all of two seconds, she couldn't help but be a little thrilled at the thought that mutations could be repeated in other people—even if now knowing others besides she and her sister did indeed have abilities—which means that the amount of possible people with powers really could be becoming infinite! [b [i /+// I know that last bit cause she forced me out, tried to get into my own head in return, and I blocked her out as well. //+/]]

Regretfully she turned off the shower. [b [i /+// I'll be out in a minute or two. Give me a moment. //+/]]

It actually took five minutes, but soon enough Charlotte emerged. Wore that same large bathrobe she'd gone into the bathroom in, but it was left untied to revealed the over-sized Oxford sweater that as bunched up at her wrists greatly, and just as over sized Oxford sweat pants that were bunched at her ankles just as greatly, that were now making her small and petite frame look even more as such. No one could blame her for wanting huge clothing to sleep in, however, for it is a comfortable thing.

[b "To continue what I was saying earlier,"] She paused, hanging her damp tower over the end of the bed she had deemed her own, [b "It's not just her who's been with him a long time, but all of them. It was loyalty mixed with something else... another emotion I couldn't place."] She'd sit down on the edge of her bed she she could face towards his own across the room from her, she starting to rack her fingers through her damp, curly locks of dark hair.

Reaching into her suitcase and rummaging about to find a hair-tie, she soon morphed her hair into a messy braid before tying off the end, before questioning and then suggesting after the question, [b "You find any new information in that? It's not as if we won't find out more of course, and if there's anything in there you know that isn't there we could make notes or something."]]
  Charlotte Xavier / animechick98 / 3y 341d 3h 40m 47s
At least there'd be some peace and quiet in the room while he went over the files. Every experience he'd ever had around teenage girls had led him to learn that they could be some of the loudest individuals on earth, and he didn't want to have to frighten the poor girl if she was a chatterbox. He needs to concentrate, and she would only serve as a distraction.

As Charlotte excused herself to shower, Erik spread the contents of the thick file across his bed. Some of the documents were blacked out for redacted purposes, which would make things slightly more difficult. Photographs depicted Shaw in various parts of the globe; no doubt hunting for new mutants to recruit. Just the look of the smug expression on his face makes Erik want to rip his throat out.

To those who didn't understand the monster that Shaw was, he'd appear like any important business man. Crisp, tailored suits seem to be his favourite, judging by the lavish wardrobe he donned in all of the pictures. And the woman he was with appears in every photo, giving Erik reason to believe she was important. [i I want to find out more about this woman. She's far too close to Shaw to not be of concern,] he thinks as hard as he can, hoping that Charlotte hears him. He'd rather not knock on the door and impose on her.

Settling back against his pillows, Erik picks up one of the documents to read. Nothing far too surprising jumps out at him. Bribery and laundering cash was almost guaranteed when it came to Shaw. It's frustrating that he hadn't found any new information yet. At least, nothing that would help them track him down. His travel patterns were far too spontaneous and randomized to calculate where he might head to next.
  Erik Lehnsherr / Kooza / 3y 363d 18h 39m 22s

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