(no subject)

[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

[grandstanding]

[Erik laughs quietly, squeezing Charles' side.]

Were they that bad? You can be honest.

[axiomed]

A little on the dry side. Still vastly superior to my cooking though, so I suppose I shouldn't complain.

[grandstanding]

The oven didn't help. I'll set it lower next time.

[axiomed]

I'm sure you'll get it eventually.

[ Little talks, banter. Charles feels the rest of his tension leave him. ]

[grandstanding]

[It's always the balm that soothes them, lets them pull away from the tendrils choking them.]

Scones aren't even difficult. It's everything else about it that's a pain.

[axiomed]

[ He shrugs loosely. ]

We can fix it.