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FOUR ✖ VOICE

Nice of the Admiral to renovate the library, greenhouses and pool, but leave us to deal with an invasion of ninjas. It's not like I've been expecting much, with the way you all talk about him and his potential policy of stripping us of our powers without warning, but it does seem a bit counterproductive.

Not that I'm complaining about the changes, mind. I'd just love to get a look into what he's actually thinking.

[Private to Gaeta]

Felix Gaeta? Charles Xavier. We should probably find somewhere to talk.

[Private to Valmont]

Valmont? Charles Xavier. We, ah, spoke briefly, while Shendu was in charge. Are you alright?

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[Narvin does that. :c Charles was sitting at his desk, but pulled himself away and headed over to Gaeta, offering his hand to shake, which is admittedly a little lower than usual handshakes thanks to the chair, but. Not a totally awkward gesture.]

Call me Charles. Do you have a preference, of what you like to be called?

[Ever since his talk with Sarah, Felix has been more locked down than ever, and his face might as well be carved out of wood now... although if Charles is looking for it, there's a whole lot of anger below the surface. But he comes inside -- still walking with a slight limp -- and shakes hands politely enough.]

Felix is... fine. [He glances around the room, hunting for his file.] You must already know I was discharged.

[Don't worry Felix, Charles isn't going to go poking around in your brain unless it's an emergency or he asks first, so for now, he's just noticing the wooden-ness. Which obviously is still something to note and he wants to know what's going on there, but it can wait for a moment.]

I do. Would you like to sit down?

If you prefer. [He eases himself into a seat, one hand on his bad knee.]

So what did you want to talk about? [That time he got a bunch of people killed for the greater good, perhaps?]

[Maybe. :V Charles moves to sit across from him and is quiet for a second or so, trying to decide where exactly to start off.]

Can you tell me why you think you're here?

My file didn't tell you why?

I'm interested in hearing what you have to say.

[That earns Charles a sharp, searching look. Is he asking for an explanation, or does he want Felix to defend himself? When he answers, it's stiff and cautious.]

I... instigated a mutiny and assisted in a coup against the military and government leadership of the Fleet. A lot of people died, and my co-mutineer and I were arrested and executed when the coup ultimately failed.

[While he was sort of going for seeing if Felix would try to defend what he'd done right off the bat, that's an acceptable enough answer to his question for now, so Charles just nods, expression neutral.]

And what do you think of the Barge thus far?

[He's had enough failures for now, enough to make him stick to the facts and only the facts. Getting emotional has always been his downfall.]

I think I served my sentence when they executed me, Doctor.

Charles. Or, Professor, I guess, if we're being technical. I'm not really a doctor.

[His eyes narrow slightly, something a little mocking amidst the chill of his expression, but...]

Right. Of course. Sorry. Old habits.

Do you have any questions for me? It seems a bit unfair for me to have a file on you and for you to know next to nothing about who I am and why I'm here.

Edited 2012-02-05 08:22 (UTC)

I looked up what I could find. I know you're a geneticist. I know you're from Earth, but... not human. [The first thing got him kind of excited! The second two, not so much. :/

And now there's a sudden stab of bitterness in his voice.] I know you consider yourself 'evolved.' The child of humanity surpassing his parents. Right?

Not exactly. In my world, we have evolved, but unlike some, [Looking at you, Erik. >>] I don't feel we need to "surpass" humans, or replace them or take over Earth, or anything like that. I wouldn't say we're the superior species.

Really. [For the first time, Felix allows a tone into his voice, but it's pure skepticism.] You don't believe that reading minds makes you superior to me.

No, I don't. [And he doesn't. Yeah, it's a shiny thing that's nice to be able to do, but he really doesn't think humans and mutants need to be at odds with each other. Both species were capable of great good and great evil, it wasn't like one really had the moral higher ground.]

All right. [Look how much he believes you, creepy new warden! Not even a little.]

Then, moving on, what is your... plan... from here? What is it you want me to do?

[Creepy. Bah. ~~You haven't seen anything yet. >>~~]

I want you to graduate. How we get there is fairly heavily dependent on you, but I suppose I'd like to talk more about how exactly you wound up here and why.

I told you why. [He frowns slightly.] It does say why we rebelled, doesn't it?

Yes, but I'd prefer to hear it from you. I could tell you just the facts about any event in my life, and it doesn't mean you'd understand my emotional thought processes about it, or how it actually affected me, personally.

So far, Charles, my explanations haven't garnered me very much sympathy. [Although he's frakked if he can figure out why. You'd think "because the homicidal robots KILLED EVERYONE" would be a pretty good reason.]

Try me. I'm here to be your advocate, Felix, not someone who's going to write off you off for what you've been through.

And you haven't already just... pulled it out of my head.

No. I'll never read your mind without your permission.

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