FORTY EIGHT ✖ VIDEO

[wedonot]

[Moira's done her homework beyond the whole just rolling with the bare bones she's been told about the Barge already, but she's not going to be letting that on. In her experience, it's been better to play your cards close to the vest until you're really sure of what's going on, here, and so she just smiles politely at the camera and doesn't let on that it 1. took her a minute or two to figure out how to work the comm in the first place and 2. that she's already poked around through some of the public stuff on the network to familiarize herself with the situation and know what she was getting herself into.] My name's Moira MacTaggert, and I guess I'll be filling in for Charles for the next few days. [Her smile goes from polite to somewhere between fond and wry.] I guess I shouldn't really be surprised he thought this would be an interesting place to spend a few months. Redemption's right up his alley. I just hope he hasn't subjected too many of you to his genetics pick up lines. [There's a brief moment where the smile fades slightly and it almost looks like she's debating saying something else, because she really wants to ask how he's doing here. The last time she checked (... a few hours ago, really, from her perspective), he wasn't exactly the happiest camper, but as much as she's worried, she doesn't want to just let everyone know he's been struggling, because Charles doesn't want people to know. So she drops it, resolving to ask Alex, if he's really here, and otherwise hope for the best.] Anyway, if anyone needs him for anything, I can't promise I'll be able to really fill in for him, but I'll do my best if you're willing to give me a shot. [Private to Erik] [Again, Moira's done her homework, and so she knows who's living right next door and that's... slightly unsettling, considering the last time they'd seen each other had involved the two of them accidentally paralyzing Charles and then Erik trying to kill her for it. But she's not a coward, and she'd rather get this conversation out of the way sooner rather than later, so once she figures out how to use the communicator's filters, she's letting him know she knows who's on the other side of the wall.] I know you're here, Lensherr.

Comments

[fuckingvisions]

Genetic's pick up lines?

[wedonot]

He thinks they're clever.

[fuckingvisions]

[ She laughs a bit.] Don't they all?

[wedonot]

I suppose so. Do you know Charles? [She's seen your post, but again, it's better not to let people know how much you know, so she's playing innocent. B(]

[fuckingvisions]

No, no. Much like yourself I have been brought here in place of someone. My name's Harry, Moira.

[ Where was the fun in that? Harry wanted to learn as much as she could while she was here.] So what's he like? Must be a character to try and pick people up with genetics.

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[wecanavenge]

[Oh, motherfucker. It's too much to ask that they both be unaffected, he supposes, but. Christ. Christ she is the last fucking person he wants to talk to.]

The CIA's best is hard at work, I see.

[Private]

[wedonot]

[Well the feeling is more than mutual, you asshole, even though Moira is not rising to take the bait here, because there are more important things to do than snark back at you. (Also that's a lie, would you rather Charles have been Shaw?)] How is he?

[Private]

[wecanavenge]

[Okay it's a lie but CHARLES WHY WOULD YOU EVER BE SHAW.]

You've done your homework, MacTaggert, you should have an answer to that.

[Private]

[wedonot]

[IDK SOME HORRIBLE WORST NIGHTMARE FLOOD OR SOMETHING.] And you have a lot to answer for.

[Private]

[wecanavenge]

[NOT ALLOWED, THEN THERE WOULD BE TWO SHAWS

MAYBE THREE, ASK ALEX]

In a few days you'll be gone, Moira, and I'll still be here. Don't tell me what I have to answer for.

[tolaywaste]

[Wow it. Sure has been a while since Charles rudely sent you back to the government. Uh. Hi, Moira.]

Only when he's drunk, so far.

[wedonot]

[Charles is going to hate himself even more after this. B(] Does that happen often?

[tolaywaste]

Once so far, but I haven't been here long enough to know if it's a regular thing.

[wedonot]

For the sake of his dignity, let's hope it's not. How are you, Alex?

[tolaywaste]

What dignity?

[Man people need to stop asking him this question.] All right. You? [How's your brain . . .]

[burnmythoughts]

[Jean's expression is a peculiar mixture of stunned and delighted; she can't seem to decide which she wants to be. This woman is clearly very different from the Moira she knows, but - it's Moira.

So she's grinning when she speaks.]

Hi! I'm Jean. I - you won't know me yet, but I'm going to be one of Charles' students. Maybe.

[wedonot]

Nice to meet you, Jean. [And it's pretty evident she feels totally ridiculous asking this, but.] Are you from our future?

[burnmythoughts]

Sort of. [Her grin turns sympathetic.] It's a really weird thing to have to think about, huh?

I'm from the 1980s, but my timeline is...kind of different. I'm not sure how different, exactly.

[wedonot]

That is pretty weird. [But she is trying to roll with it, because, well. It's nice to know the school thing might end up working out after all. :c] So, you know me?

[burnmythoughts]

Yeah. Well - my Moira has red hair and a Scottish accent. [She cocks her head a bit, trying to picture this Moira as that one.]

She usually does her own thing, but she helps out sometimes.

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[fridgetothefire]

Are you volunteering out of obligation, or do you share his perspective?

What do you think of redemption, Ms. McTaggert?

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[wedonot]

I'd like to think it's possible, for some people. [There's certainly a limit on what she's willing to accept - looking at you, Shaw - but if someone's really turned their life around after doing something stupid, she can find it in her to forgive them, probably.] What makes you ask?

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[fridgetothefire]

You may be here because of him, but while you are here, who you are is what matters, not who you're standing in for.

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[wedonot]

What's your name?

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[fridgetothefire]

I'm Anya Lehnsherr. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[She sounds proper as hell, like she might have actually curtsied if they were meeting in person.]