asgardeventide | i - d. 339 - joint post

[the video is a bit shaky because - well, it’s moving from one person to another. someone gruffly says,]

You do it.

[there is a rough, hurried sort of whisper from someone trying to be quiet but at the same time understandably frustrated.] Me? What on earth am I supposed to say?

I don’t know, Charles. I’ve spent the last few hours talking to people, I’m tired. Say something. Anything. [pause] Not …. regular things. [he looks at charles, expecting him to understand this just by looking. but when he doesn’t register a word, erik repeats, rather impatiently,] Things.

[the english voice again:] Oh, because I haven’t? For heaven’s sake - give it here - [and the video finally focuses on the man in the cardigan]

Uh - hello. My name is Charles Xavier and this is my - [a pause. they’ve only just met for the first time after the cuban crisis and while he agrees that they should put that aside to deal with the immediate crisis, yes okay, god - well. things.] - my associate, Erik Lehnsherr. Who some of you may have already met. As well as myself. And we would like to -

-- we? [wait. there’s something more offensive - ] Associate?

Look, you said I was to do the talking, I get to do the talking my way.

Yes, but - [slight growling.] We agreed.

I’m trying to sound professional. Will you just - [hushed whispering again] - yes I know what we agreed, but this is hardly the time to bring me to task over terminology.

That’s not what I’m doing. [and then - ] Fine.

[charles looks somewhat remorseful and returns to the video.] As I was saying, I’m Charles and this is my friend, Erik. [he is looking at this video camera with the most deadpan look he can manage despite thinking he sounds like a seven-year-old.] We come from the planet Earth in the year nineteen-sixty-two, for what that’s worth to anyone. And while we’re up to speed on the situation at hand, we - [turning to erik - erik turns the camera away again] - what do we want? I mean obviously we want to make sure we haven’t managed to miss anyone we know from home.

[erik is quiet for a bit, considering, and then he turns the camera to him and says,] We would very much like to talk to those who are familiar with our names and our work. [in a hushed tone to charles:] I don’t know if ‘work’ is the right word. But -- well --

No, work...works. Um. Oh! If there’s any more information on our new location, whether personal or from a third source --

-- I can tell you about that. [annoyed.]

You’ve been here all of five minutes, I was thinking more along the lines of a history book.

I’ve been around. [an annoyed huff.] I can tell you things. [wait, that’s not very eloquent.] I’d be glad to accompany you to the library. [THERE.]

Well. Thank you. And if anyone else out there has recommended reading or would simply like to say hello, then feel free. We’re - [oh no it’s too late and rude to switch to singular pronouns and let’s face it the next part is a blatant lie] - friendly. [he didn’t use ‘very’ on your behalf, asgard.]

[erik, on the background, looks like he was about to say something to that again, but decides not to. he turns the feed off.]

ooc; erik and charles will reply. rather slowly. BUT WE'RE HERE, WE PROMISE

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[Amused Jack is amused.]

I was about to ask if you two were married, but then I remembered that wasn't an option in the 60s. [He arches an eyebrow.] Have you read Loki's guide yet?

Yes, yes. That's very funny.

[It's probably because Charles is from the sixties and his attitudes towards sex are strange and even hypocritical at times, that he thinks the comment is out of childishness than an any allusion to homosexuality. Because you just don't do that where he's from.]

I did read it, but I was hoping for something a bit more detailed.

I knew you would see it my way.

[Oh, that's ok, the comment was definitely childish and nothing else. Ever had a problem student, professor?]

Then, like your friend said, the library is your best bet. You could try calling the gods, but their answers... [He shakes his head.] It would be easier to answer if you had explained what your "work" is. You make it sound like the CIA or something.

[behind the screen - behind charles, actually - erik makes a face.]

We're not CIA. The nature of our work, however, did tend to be dangerous, and that sort of feeling prevails even here - force of habit, nothing more. But to answer your question, we used to run a school. [keyword being 'used to'.]

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A school, right! How didn't I think of that. That will help to narrow the search - it isn't like half of Asgard didn't go to school ever, nope.

[He rolls his eyes. why so vague and secretive, Erik?]

The bracelet has a list of names, including the gods' own inboxes. If you're looking for students, this place isn't lacking teenagers.

[No, he doesn't include himself in that group, even if Jack looks like one. Just don't try to get his children!]

Because half of the people who know us didn't exist in our present - the list of names would be useless to us regardless. The invitation is for those who would like to come and talk to us without having to rely on hearsay as to who and what we are. [well, that's more for erik's side of things, but.] Not the best method, but it certainly has yielded results so far. Anything else?

[no jack he is not in a joking mood >:{ ]

[Does he even have a joking mood?]

Our present--? Oh. Right. Yeeeeah, get used to that. People from different points of time, coming and going and returning without remembering. It was taken straight from a sci-fi movie. [He arches both eyebrows.] Why are you asking me that, you guys were the ones with the questions.

[yes hdu assume he doesn't >:{ ]

I was explaining. We have questions, but you're hardly the only person we have to talk to.

[Oh really where is it. ~~The fact his nazi-killing scene was spent laughing by Argentinians doesn't count. He didn't make us laugh, the geography fail did.~~]

No, I'm not, but you're still talking to me. And some explanation that was, still don't know what you are. So vague... let's check this out, mmh?

[The video feed is turned off for a moment - Jack is checking other comments to get a clue. When he comes back on camera, his face shows an "are you kidding me" expression.]

Mutants, that's it? Geez, you're actually more paranoid than Pyro. Yeah, there are a few of you around. Not that it matters anymore, we are all transformed in humans when we arrive. Whiiiich you probably already noticed, but yeah.

You know Pyro as well?

[how come everyone knows this lil shit, what the hell has he been doing] I noticed. But like I said - or we've said - the announcement is more for those who knew us back home.

Yeah, he's kinda hard to miss.

[If it makes Erik feel any better, Jack doesn't sound very impressed. In fact his tone implies an "unfortunately" at the end of that sentence.]

You also said people could jump in with a "hello". [Grinning. Totally doing it on purpose.] And you sound so eager to chat.

[if only text could deadpan.] Very eager. It's quite lonely here by myself, and I'm glad you're here.

We're not involved with the CIA. [Any more.] In our world, some people are born with abilities much like the ones the Gods of this place bestow upon us once we arrive. The only difference is that ours manifest through genetic mutation rather than divine intervention. We call ourselves mutants.

We're also newly emerging, which means a great many mutants - especially younger ones - have no idea how to effectively use their abilities. That's where we come in. I'm a - [there's a pause; it's odd no longer having something you used to construct part of your identity around] - I'm usually a telepath, which came in handy for tutoring.

Yes, I know the library is my best bet. And considering no one is going out of their way to recommend one author over another, I can see how much time most people generally spend there. [It's said with dry humour.] But you said something there - the gods don't interact much with the general populace?

More mutants, huh? There are at least three of those "young ones". And a bunch of telepaths in Loki, by the way. The other half of that house has telekinesis. Welcome to the "let's watch other people get my powers" party, we have gift bags.

[He sounds a bit better about that, but then he chuckles. Jack doesn't mind the dry humor. Most humor is ok in his book.] That's probably because you had bad luck with the commenters. Try the Odins, those are the bookworms. They'll guide you just fine. [Now a snort.] They interact, alright. Told you, you have direct access to their bracelets. But good luck at getting good answers out of them. Or any at all.

[- oh. Watch his face fall at that particular piece of information (he is fairly sure one or more powerful entities would be annoyed if he requested a transfer, but that doesn't kill the desire to scratch at the door of Loki's House like a desperate cat.)]

Ah. I see. [He gets your drift, Jack. The more he hears about these gods, the more his dislike intensifies.] And "young ones?" I'm in my twenties, I'll have you know.

[It's said with faux-outrage, but there is maybe just the tiniest edge of protest.]

[Jack notices and offers a sympathetic look. He knows that feeling, bro.]

And just because you're probably wondering, we're chosen for each house because of our personalities. Nothing to do with our previous powers. And yeees, that's really stupid.

[He chuckles again. Oh dear, here we go.] They're teenagers, so they're young compared to you. And you aren't even half a century old, so you're young compared to me. Matter of perspective, man.

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