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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.

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Oh good.

[Because Tyrion can put forth queries all day.]

So why are you offering your services?

Why?

[ That question was surprising. ] Because it's useful. A few people have already asked for my help. It simply made sense to go public about it.

Well, aren't you afraid of someone abusing someone else with your abilities?

That . . . would be difficult to do.

[ Almost impossible, but Charles won't dismiss it out of hand. ] I would know if that was the case.

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So you can always tell if someone is lying - if you are in the same room?

[He thinks about that, before he smiles.]

Remind me not to try to seduce women in front of you.

[ Charles barely smothers his smile. ]

I'll be sure not to ruin your chances.

I would greatly appreciate it ... I have much better luck here and now than I did back in my own time, but one should always look out for possible problems in the future. A mind-reading man might put the damper on such things.

If it helps, I think I have more important things to do then to dent a man's romantic escapades.

Mmm, you mean the other people who have asked for your help?

Among other things. I need to protect their privacy, so I'm afraid I can't say more on the subject.

I shall not ask any more on it. [He hummed slightly, tapping his fingers together.] So you cannot read thoughts across ships - what about within your own ship? Or if we are on a planet?

Within my ship? Certainly, if I choose to. On a planet . . .

[ He has to think about this. He rarely does long range telepathy without Cerebro, since Cerebro is quicker. Also revealing Cerebro would be premature at this stage. ]

I would say around 250 miles.

[And now, watch Tyrion's eyes widen to the size of mis-matched plates.]

Ah ... that is ... quite impressive.

I hadn't noticed.

[ Yeah, he knows. ]

[One eyebrow lifts.]

Mmm. I am sure you haven't.

Does that satisfy your personal curiosity?

My personal curiosity is never satisfied ... but it is sated for now.

Excellent. You're welcome to ask me more questions so long as it doesn't intrude on my work.

I shall make sure that it does not.