BACKDATED TO YESTERDAY ➔ 1ST MUTATION ➔ VIDEO

[accesses]

Better late than never, I'd say.

[ Charles has been trying to adjust to life in Asgard. He was pulled out of his world, at the worst possible time only to arrive to the fact - he was void of his telepathy. Adjusting is a work in progress. But he's treating this thing like it was a presentation or a lecture, so he's doing his best to look adequate. Like it's not getting to him. The smile he passes is an easy one. ]

I suppose, it's common courtesy to introduce oneself over the network. My name is Charles Xavier. Before arriving in Asgard, I was a professor of Genetics. I had written a thesis on genetic advancements, mutations. People with gifts. Gifts that were very much so similar to the 'powers' bestowed to us by these gods. Gifts with untapped potential to be the catalyst for a better world.

In Asgard, we are a put at a point - where everyone is put on equal footing. Everyone is in possession of these gifts and we're capable of having peaceful cohabitation. But it does beg the question, before Asgard - was anyone in possession of gifts?

[ FILTERED | ERIK LENSHERR ; RAVEN DARKHOLME ]

Are you two here as well? Your names showed up on the directory.

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[eisenrache]

[And as much as Erik does not want to disappoint Charles, the mask stays on. And will remain on for as long as he wishes their relationship to stay in tact or he learns otherwise, such as why Charles is lying and how much he really knows.

He nods.]

It seems that way. Shall we?

[accesses]

[ charles isn't comfortable with dishonesty, he isn't keen on the idea of going against someone he trusts for a spot of happiness but there aren't many doors that are open to the both of them after cuba. so he has to try. to want. to make amends and most of all forgive.

So he tries and hopes Erik does the same. ]

Lead the way, vicar.

[ he gives an ample laugh. ]

[eisenrache]

[It's much too easy for him to slip back into life like this. It was for such a short period of time, but after months of thinking back, regarding what could have been and regretting certain decisions, he missed it. Missed it, but has it back, and while he is more than aware of the issues and problems that can arise from it...

Well, if Erik knows anything about Asgard, it's that things change. People come and go and if it doesn't work, it doesn't work, but for now he can have this and for now he can be happy.

Charles' laugh keeps the smile on his face, a slight shake of is head accompanying the expression.]

The city itself is larger than you'd expect, concentrated more in certain areas than others. [as he leads Charles through the streets and such, Erik is sure to point out all that he finds important, or interesting facts he's learned. The conversation is simple enough, joking and laughing and more lighthearted than he's been in some time.

And he's reminded, yet again, of why he made this decision in the first place. For the better, of course.]

[accesses]

[ Charles doesn't quite feel the same weight or gravity of these actions quite as much as Erik does. But Charles - Charles doesn't want to lose what he does have. Perhaps, it's because he's optimistic to a fault but he's seen Cuba - he's still unsure if Erik has, but he's quite determined not to let that go. It's in Cuba that he learns that attachments are fragile things, capable of slipping out of his fingers. So he'll grasp on to any notion of happiness that he can.

he'll tell Erik, he promises to himself. one day - he'll fess up and give both Raven and him the truth about what transpires and how he could do nothing to stop it and how he's just as much at fault as Erik is.

for the better.

( and if they were to repeat the circumstances, even charles figures - no, he knows - that erik would have made the same choice. )

he follows along with erik, dropping in the occasional thoughtful comment. ]

And what are your favourite places in the city? [ he asks. ]

[eisenrache]

[The worst that could possibly come from this, Erik figures, is that they return to what was. He knows he will, should history repeat itself, make the same decisions. Charles, he's not so sure. Maybe it's those last bits of hope he clings to, maybe it's what he has here, now. But whatever it is, he will cling to it, all but desperate. Families were fickle things, teetering dangerously on the edge of hatred and love, but balanced. Erik has never had a solid family, a beam to take him down that path. It has been him and his goal, Shaw, and then Charles came around, that bloody idiot, got him accustomed to a different way of life. A more difficult way.

But he has a chance, now. A slight one, but a chance, and Erik will be damned if he lets it pass him by. He is better than this desperate attempt to cling onto his past, but he has to try.]

Ah, well. [They walks through the streets easily enough. If one didn't think too much about it, they could be somewhere else. Somewhere in Europe. Somewhere real.] It would depend on the mood of the day. The great library is impressive, to say the least, but each district differs in what it can give you. Almost as much as the gods themselves differ from each other.