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[ownassets]

Who: Moira MacTaggert + you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

( Things are silent when the broadcast first comes on - the room that Moira's woken in on display, and the confused expression on her face. This isn't the mansion - it isn't where she's supposed to be. Things had been a little quieter since Cuba - or at least there hadn't been any visitors. No one that might be able to easily whisk someone away.

The empty room sends Moira out into the corridor - searching for Charles, or someone else that she may know. Hank, even Raven - Shaw's 'friend'. The look of the corridor doesn't tell Moira much - she hasn't seen it before, and it's long with plenty of rooms. Rooms that she doesn't immediately go in, not wanting to walk into an unpleasant surprise.

But the more she walks down the corridors, and meets dead ends at turns, and no other people, have her turning back around to check out one of the rooms. Maybe she'll meet an unpleasant surprise, maybe she'll find something else - or Charles. Maybe he isn't even here, and this is just her. The first room is empty, and sparse. The second room is larger, leading to another room. Although it's a bad idea idea Moira hasn't seen anyone yet - and bad ideas might get her somewhere. Or someone )

Hello?

( She's still slowly stepping through the first room, and wondering just how many living spaces this place has. How many living spaces for no people? If only she knew that the answer was behind her - or was everywhere. If only she knew this whole thing had been broadcast )

Comments

[ownassets]

Just don't give up. They need you.

( Unless he'd personally started the war he hadn't failed, just been set back - ran into an obstacle. There were always conflicts in the world - too many of them )

You might need to remind me of that later.

( When they're gone from here )

[axiomed]

[ He manages a genuine smile. He had missed her. She had been his confidante and friend - and a precursor to cementing his beliefs. Humans and mutants could work together and Moira MacTaggert was living proof of that. ]

I will. I promise.

[ownassets]

( She- would hold him to that if she could, but Moira knows that Charles will keep his promises. She trusts him to do that )

When I'm off this ship we should catch up properly. Ten years is a long time.

( And she wants to hear more about what he's done - the school, the students that he's had. All the positive parts about this time )

[axiomed]

We have a bar. We could get drinks. I feel it should be a drinking occasion.

[ His eyes crinkle. He doesn't seem like the same person, not this tense wound up person in a wheelchair but there are flashes of warmth and good humour that have never left. ]

[ownassets]

It should. Hopefully it won't take too long to get there.

( Just a few days. What was a few days of mind numbing boring wait when you had something to look forward to )

[axiomed]

I'll be there as soon as necessary.

[ Charles, that makes you look pathetic. ]

I mean, if you want me to be. There.

[ownassets]

I have this. Apparently that's how I contact you.

( Thank Hank for that little brief introduction to communication. At least it's come easier to her with her augment )

I'll let you know when I've moved.

[axiomed]

Of course. Anything -- I am not that busy. I mean. Not too busy.

[ Smooth Operator Charles Xavier. ]