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Who: two nerds and you
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: now!

[ The audio comes on sharply, but everything is still dark as two people discuss their situation.]

Is that the camera? Can you get it to work?

I - think so? Here, push this --

I am pushing it, Hank. I thought you knew about these from that show you keep watching. Space Trek?

It's Star Trek and that isn't exactly - you know, the same thing as this.

Right. . . . Wait, I think I see something on the side.

[ And the video flickers on, the red light glowing softly. It focuses on two men. One in a wheelchair and the other right next to him, peering curiously at the camera before they step back satisfied. ]

Well, that’s over and done with. Hello to anyone who might be out there. My name is Charles Xavier and this is Hank McCoy. Apparently we’ve been kidnapped again, by an unknown force again for some mysterious reason.

[muttered:] Again. [and louder] So if anyone would be kind enough to explain exactly what's going on, we'd appreciate it. You have our thanks in advance.

But do keep it pertinent.

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Yes, a poisoned one. We're trying to figure out a way to help - well, I am - but until then it's been good for potions supplies.

[ He nods, absorbing that. ]

I'll have to see what they have.

Make sure you've got a mask. They're very into war games, too, so I would be careful. Just... Take care of yourself, when you go.

[ There's something very familiar about being nagged by someone younger. ]

I will, not to worry.

Good. Okay, if, um, if you need anything, you can message me, okay? Or if I'm nearby, feel free to - [ She touches her temple with a smile. ] I'm used to it.

[ That offer is still startling. Charles could count on his fingers the number of people who would be all right with that. ]

I won't forget.

[ To her, it just came as part of being friends with Charles. She would never ask for him to shut off a part of himself, just like he would never ask her to do the same. ]

Good. I'll - maybe message you when everyone's moved?

I look forward to it.

[ And he does. He's curious to know more about her - and maybe help her if he can. It's never easy to deal with a living reminder of what you've left behind, but Charles also knows it can get better. ]

Okay, um. [ And then, softly; ] Bye for now, Charles.

Until next time, Hermione Granger.