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Who: The Blameless crew & visitors!
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Action: The Blameless
When: August

[it's a mingle! go forth, blameless and friends]

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[ I would always come for you.

Even though he's not sure if he's wanted or needed, Charles would still try. ]

[ I know. I'll come for you, too. And she means it. If Charles needed her... She'd be there. No matter how far away he is, or she is. ]

[ I know you will. ]

[ Good. Smiling, she lifts her hand, thumb brushing over his cheek before she smiles and settles her head against his. Do you need to go any time soon? ]

[ No, he replies, combing his fingers through her hair, I'm fine right where I am now. ]

[ Cuddle with me for a while, then? Before you have to go. ]

[ Aren't I doing that already?

But he wraps his arms around her. ]

[ I was thinking somewhere a little more comfortable, but this works too.

Honestly, Raven doesn't mind where they are; she leans into Charles' embrace, settling against him and, awkwardly, basking in the warmth of sharing her mind with him too, no matter how stuttering and awkward it is. ]

[ We could go to the bed, he suggests. ]

[ Raven hums, quietly, in agreement, shifting back. After you? ]

[ He raises an eyebrow, you just want me to wheel you there. ]

[ Do you want me to leave your warm, brotherly embrace? ]

[ So I'm a cushion now? ]

[ You're a very warm person that I am enjoying cuddling...? ]

[ I suppose I can let that slide. ]

[ Come on. I'll get up and let you move first, okay. ]

[ No need. He presses on his joystick and the chair moves along. ]

[ She huffs a laugh, leaning back against him gently. Very impressive, professor. ]

[ With mock humility, he replies, thank you, I try. ]

[ You're funny. At the bed, Raven shifts, moving up before wiggling over to give Charles room to follow. I forgot how utterly hilarious you were. ]

[ Shame on you, he shoots back as he settles himself on the bed. It takes him some time. ]

[ Raven makes no comment; she lets Charles take as long as he needs, and when he's done she shifts, moving up to settle down beside Charles, smile soft. Shame on me indeed. ]