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[axiomed]

Who: Charles Xavier + You
Broadcast: Video
Action: SS Heron
When: Right now!

[ The video starts with Charles sitting on his wheelchair, his hands neatly folded on his lap. He rubs faint circles on his legs for a few seconds, the only real sign of tension. ]

Hello. My names is Charles Xavier. I am a geneticist graduated from Oxford. I -- [ ran ] -- run a school in Westchester for the Gifted. Mutants. People with abilities. My focus is the training and control of abilities we do not always fully understand, abilities that are gifts but can often run amok.

[ He pauses, catching his second wind before continuing on, poised. ]

I am also a telepath with a full set of abilities in aiding the mind and extremely . . . proficient. I do not read minds without permission, because honestly, I really don't care.

[ Charles pauses again, wondering if he should say more and dismisses it. People can ask him if they need details - which they will. ]

If anyone would like to make use of my abilities and skills, they are certainly most welcome to. Confidentiality, of course, is key and you need not make anything public if you do not wish to. If you have any questions for me, the floor is open for you.

Comments

Re: Video;

[axiomed]

[ His lips curve. ]

All abilities. And there's no payment necessary.

[notzubats]

Wow, really? That's great!

[Especially because he's broke ok]

Then I think I could use your help, if that's okay. You see, I sorta have this problem where stuff kinda....explodes around me? Or gets soaked in water- either or.

[axiomed]

[ Ah, the ye old teenager explosion power. Charles has not missed it. ]

Can you demonstrate it for me?

[notzubats]

[Yup. Being a teenager is hard alright]

I can try? It doesn't always work on command though.

[axiomed]

Well, if you can catch it on tape -- [ Charles, nothing is on tape anymore ] -- that would be helpful. Or I can look into your memories?

[notzubats]

What's tape?

[The sticky stuff? How do you catch powers on the sticky stuff?]

Looking...into my memories might be easier. I'd rather not blow up more stuff on my ship if I can help it.

[axiomed]

Would you like to come to the Heron? I'd offer to go, but this way might be faster.

[notzubats]

Uh- sure! I can be over there in a bit.

- Oh, and I'm Sora! Thanks for this!

[axiomed]

Thank me if I make some progress. I'll be waiting at the Shuttle Bay.

-> Action

[notzubats]

Got it. Seeya soon.

[With that he shuts off he feed. About fifteen or twenty minutes later, a shuttle from the Golden will be docking on the Heron. If there was a way to fix this problem, he really didn't want to wait on it, after all. So Sora steps out of the shuttle. He looks no more than fourteen or fifteen, and is rather short for even his age- not even hitting the five foot mark. He's nervous, but still friendly as he spots Charles and approaches]

Hey. Charles Xavier, right?

[axiomed]

The one and the same. Thank you for stopping by.

[ It doesn't surprise him that it's the youth who easily reach out, try new things. His younger students always had that ability. He extends his hand for Sora to shake. ]

[notzubats]

[He'll reach out and shake his hand.]

Of course. It's nice to meetcha!

[After the handshake, he pulls back his hand and puts it in his pocket] So how do you look into my memories?

[axiomed]

[ His lips curve, bemused. ]

There isn't really a how. I simply can. Try to think of the incident and I'll take a closer look. How does that sound?

[notzubats]

Huh. Well, okay. Sounds fine.

[An incident huh...he goes quiet as he starts trying to think up an incident. The memory of being the Marsiva comes up in his mind. Waking up on a strange vessel, with not a single other soul around. Scared, lost, confused- every strange noise makes him jump in fright. And each time he's startled, there's a feeling of a power surge right before a nearby light-fixture shatters in an exploding manner.]

[axiomed]

[ Hm. It seemed almost electric. And definitely tied to his emotional state. He pulls away gently. ]

It seems you have a gift. One you don't know how to control.

[notzubats]

[He rubs his head]

Yeah...it started about a little over a year ago. Powers aren't unheard of in my world, the last city I was in called them "Enlighten". But I don't think most are as...unstable as mine?

[axiomed]

They're not unstable. Not really. Your powers stem from your feelings. That incident that you were thinking about -- [ Charles taps his temple ] -- occurred because you were scared. Startled.

[notzubats]

Well...maybe, but what am I supposed to do about that? It's not like I can stop feeling things.

[axiomed]

No, not stop. But maybe before panicking, try deep breaths or count to ten.

You should never stop feeling, but you don't want to do something you regret either.

[notzubats]

Well, yeah...I don't wanna hurt anybody with this.

But deep breaths and counting to ten...? Do you think that'll actually work?

[axiomed]

Why not? It seems to come from confusion and the less confused you feel, the less likely you are to lash out.

Give it a try. If you still find that it's not working, we'll move onto other methods.

[notzubats]

Yeah, I guess so... [But he's an KH AU, confusion is basically his state of being]

Okay. I'll give it a try. [He gives an affirming nod! Yeah! Trying something!!] How hard could counting to ten be?

[axiomed]

[ A little wry. ] You'd be surprised.

See how it goes and let me know.

[notzubats]

Yeah, I will.

[There's a slight hesitation before he feels compelled to ask]

So...you really don't think there's anything wrong with me?

[axiomed]

[ Gently. ]

There's nothing wrong with you.