NINETEEN ✖ VOICE
[Charles almost doesn't want to say anything public reflecting on the flood, because he's still unbelievably frustrated in so many ways, but he can't not.]
It's interesting, isn't it, to think how simple things can have that profound an effect on our lives? I certainly don't want to pretend that the Admiral has some grand plan for us, but exposing us to other possibilities does seem to yield... interesting results. [And it was nicer than he wants to admit to be free of responsibility, even though the sense of being utterly alone in the world without proof there were other mutants, and without having someone to grow up with make it decidedly Not Worth It.
He misses Raven, and considers adding more, but closes off the feed before he gives in to temptation.]
[Private to Erik]
I need to speak with you.
[Private to Tony]
Check in, please, Mr. Stark.
[Filtered to the Lab Wardens + Maintenance and Repair Heads]
My inmate has expressed interest in working with both your departments. He's primarily an inventor, and I'd be interested in discussing what kind of supervision he'd be under and what sort of work you'd be up for him doing.
[Added Later: Private to Steve]
Captain Rogers, I'm afraid Mr. Stark seems to have wandered off with your warden item and let himself into the pub. [And while he could just make him come down, he'd really rather not more or less abuse his powers like that right off the bat. :\]
It's interesting, isn't it, to think how simple things can have that profound an effect on our lives? I certainly don't want to pretend that the Admiral has some grand plan for us, but exposing us to other possibilities does seem to yield... interesting results. [And it was nicer than he wants to admit to be free of responsibility, even though the sense of being utterly alone in the world without proof there were other mutants, and without having someone to grow up with make it decidedly Not Worth It.
He misses Raven, and considers adding more, but closes off the feed before he gives in to temptation.]
[Private to Erik]
I need to speak with you.
[Private to Tony]
Check in, please, Mr. Stark.
[Filtered to the Lab Wardens + Maintenance and Repair Heads]
My inmate has expressed interest in working with both your departments. He's primarily an inventor, and I'd be interested in discussing what kind of supervision he'd be under and what sort of work you'd be up for him doing.
[Added Later: Private to Steve]
Captain Rogers, I'm afraid Mr. Stark seems to have wandered off with your warden item and let himself into the pub. [And while he could just make him come down, he'd really rather not more or less abuse his powers like that right off the bat. :\]
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I'm coming upstairs.
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[Why does this feel like parents scolding a misbehaving child?]
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[Because that is often the role Charles (and Steve apparently) finds himself in. :c]
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I'm fine, Wheels. Jesus Christ, I know how to deal with being drunk.
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Is it because of the flood? Yeah. Do I want to be cut off? No. Do I want company? Hell no.
Now if you'll excuse me I have brandy to steal and stairs to climb. Should've taken up my flying chair offer, Prof.
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Guess who really hasn't gotten over being paralyzed, yet.So it's probably a good thing this is via text, basically.]
I never turned you down.
I'm letting Captain Rogers know you made off with his item. I'll tell him you'd prefer not to be punched in the face.
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Which is why, Charles, he's not exactly being mature right now. Pissiness and being drunk kind of combine to turn him into a five-year-old.
And that's how Big Balls started being thought sung at you. Rather loudly.]