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SIXTY FOUR ✖ SPAM & VIDEO

[Spam for Erik, slightly backdated]

[Charles is sitting in a comfortable chair in his room, flipping through a new biology book he'd recently discovered in the library, and while he should be focused on what he's reading, he's not, and he hasn't been for a long time, which is entirely the fault of the other occupant of the room.

Erik's been quiet, and for a while Charles had been attributing that to the fact that they were both focusing on the books they were flipping through, but there was definitely something... off about him that he can't quite put his finger on. There's almost always at least a slight telepathic connection between the two of them these days, and usually it was handy to point out different things in the texts without having to get up and show the other, but Erik's just. Quiet. And he's been fidgety, like he has a bad headache or didn't get enough sleep the night before, which is sort of strange too, considering the other mutant usually liked to keep a lid on when things like that were bothering him.

Finally, he can't take it anymore and puts the book aside entirely, staring at his friend and just coming out with the question.]

What's wrong?

[Notice that he's not giving you opportunity here to say that you're fine, because something is definitely wrong, and you are going to fess up about it. :|]

[Private to Spock, backdated to after Sulu's announced that he's back]

I hope this isn't a bad time- [Although from his tone, this is serious fucking business and he doesn't really care if he's interrupting anything right now because asldkjsdglj!!!!!] Have you spoken to Erik or Anya since you've arrived back on the Barge?

[Private to Anya]

We need to talk.

[Like. Right this second. Spoilers: you're grounded. :|]

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[Nnnnngh shut up leave him alone stahp. Erik just waves a hand, turning a page back in his book because he has read the same three paragraphs four times and he still has no idea what it said.]

Just a headache.

[Charles frowns, not entirely satisfied by the explanation, because again, it wasn't like Erik usually let that sort of thing start really bothering him unless there was something else going on, or if it was especially bad.]

Must be a fairly bad one. Do you want me to-? [The half finished question is accompanied by the familiar finger waggle meaning telepathically smooth the headache away for a while.]

[He almost says no, but after a moment's hesitation he sighs and nods, pinching the bridge of his nose. He can't concentrate worth a damn, and it's driving him a bit mad.]

[Charles slides into Erik's mind effortlessly, ready to soothe away the headache and get back to life as usual, but then something stops him in his tracks. There's something wrong, like someone's struck a discordant note, but it's in Erik's mind, and he can't help but feel himself starting to panic a bit, if only because he can't really put his finger on what's wrong, exactly.

He pulls back from his mind to hover on the edges like usual, but the headache's still there and there's definitely something unsettled in his expression and mental presence.]

Have you had any contact with any other telepaths recently?

[It doesn't ease and that's. Well, not quite alarming, but certainly unusual. He looks up at the question, feels that fringe of panic.]

What other...[But he trails off the sardonic reply, scratching idly at his jaw.]

...During the flood. Anya had telepathy.

What did she do? [And that's definitely more panicked than he meant it to sound, but he doesn't know what's wrong, and he thought she wouldn't hurt him. He didn't want to believe that she'd hurt him.]

[He shrugs, feeling more helpless than he's comfortable with.] She grabbed me. There was - she wanted the truth of things. [He presses his fingers into his eyebrows for a moment, then looks up at Charles again.]

You don't think she did something? [Accidentally; he's sure of that. He was in her mind, too.]

[He does. He definitely, definitely does, but he doesn't know if she did it on purpose, and she doesn't know what she did, either. He'd been too panicked to really get a good look at it in some ways.

He puts his book aside and gets up, carefully walking over to his friend and slowly extended a hand.]

May I?

[Another nod, because panic is catching and he's trying very hard to quarantine his own. So he says nothing, just turns in his chair toward Charles.]

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[Mild innocent confusion.]

Alright. What's going on?

Erik told me what you did to him during the flood. In the interest of abiding by our new agreement, what the hell were you thinking? Do you even understand what you did to him?

[She stops short, flickering through surprise, nervousness, defensive indignation.]

Hey, he was in my head first! I only wanted to, like, even the playing field.

I know I was kind of harsh at the beginning but I really didn't expect it to be that intense. And anyway, it all worked out okay.

...didn't it?

[The nervousness returns. She really doesn't know, didn't realize there was anything to worry about. And she really didn't want him hurt.]

No, it didn't. And if Spock hadn't returned, I don't know what would have happened, because I didn't know how to reverse the damage your connection caused. [And really, he's angry because this was so insanely irresponsible, because he's disappointed, bust mostly because he's scared. He hadn't instinctively known how to fix it, because he didn't know what was wrong or how it had happened, and he might have been able to fix it himself if he'd taken his time, but the mind was so fragile that it was too easy to do irrevocable damage, and the last person he wanted to hurt was Erik.]

Telepathy isn't something you use like a sledgehammer, and him being in your head first doesn't mean pushing back as hard as you can was the right response to have. You could have accidentally lobotomized him, you could have killed him! Didn't Spock tell you the potential consequences of a badly preformed mind meld?

What?

[And it's honestly shock, and then fear.]

What damage, he isn't dead or lobotomized, охуеть -

[The "what damage" is only one part protest to three parts actual question. She curses in Russian, frustrated and suddenly disorganized, spiking into panic as she remembers the worst parts of the reading material he gave her, that seemed so obviously irrelevant to Erik's mild headache at the time.]

I didn't meet Spock until afterward, and I thought he was fine, and I thought he was stronger, with your power versus Spock's, I mean, I didn't imagine - please, just - can you put the lecture about what I might have done on hold for two minutes and tell me what I actually did and if he's going to be okay?

[Her voice cracks.]

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[He does pull back a little, taking a breath, trying to push back the anger and fear, because shouting at her isn't going to change what happened. He knows that. He's just. Incredibly upset.]

According to Spock, initiating a mind meld when you don't know what you're doing can cause a neural disease called Pa'nar Syndrome. The synaptic pathways start to degrade, and the endocrine and immune systems are also compromised. It's a very serious condition if left untreated, but fortunately- [Considering there had been no guarantee they'd ever see Spock again when he vanished, and he didn't want to think about what would have happened if he didn't.] Spock was able to cure him before it progressed too far.

[Her eyes go wide as he explains the mechanism, and she blanches a little under her skin, but she doesn't bite her lip or quail back or show any of the other deliberate signs of fear she used to use to persuade mutants she was too pathetic to be worth messing with. She swallows, takes a slightly shaky breath to steady herself when Charles says he's been cured, then squares her shoulders.]

Right. Okay. Carry on.

[And again, he has to swallow back the urge to shout at her, because he hates how she just hides behind a mask, even if he does understand what she's doing.]

I thought you of all people would understand how power can be abused, and why something like this isn't an ability to be used lightly. Erik wasn't making contact with you because he was looking for information or trying to harm you, and what you did isn't excusable. You could have killed him, and if the disease had progressed, it could have destroyed him.

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