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TWENTY ONE ✖ VOICE

[Private to Tony, backdated to the end of the flood]

I'm afraid I'm going to need my wheelchair back, Mr. Stark.

[Private to Morgana, present dated]

Are you alright?

[Private to Erik, present dated]

I'd like to speak with you, please. [He doesn't sound angry or disappointed or too depressed, really, he just wants to talk to you re: his encounter with Wanda during dat flood. :|]

[Public, present dated]

[Charles has holed himself up in his room with a couple books for a while, because man, that flood was intense and he needs a break from everyone. :| But he's had some time to wind down and feels like saying something, so, good afternoon, everyone.] I've always enjoyed watching people try to put science in perspective to things that are a bit easier for most people to wrap their mind around. It grounds it, and does make it a bit more approachable for those with only a casual interest in the subject.

Because while I could bore you all for hours with scientific jargon, it never hurts to have a few interesting factoids on hand to catch people's interest instead of just letting them drift off to sleep in the back of the classroom wishing they were still enjoying their lunch period.

For example, while there are differences in the total number of cells in a human body, the number should be around 100,000 billion, and if the entire DNA from all nuclei in the human body were to be arranged lengthwise, it would measure around 180,000 million kilometers. The DNA length would thus be a thousand times greater than the distance between the Earth and the Sun.

It's interesting to think about, that within each of us, there's something that - in theory, obviously - could stretch that far. [He's quiet for a moment, almost a little distracted or maybe considering switching off the feed before continuing.] If anyone has some interesting facts they'd be in the mood for sharing about their own world, I'd appreciate it. It doesn't have to be about science if there's something they'd rather discuss.

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[There's a moment where he almost asks him to stop him if he ever sees him crossing the line, but he stops himself, because if he's gone, who's going to stand between Erik and his team and the humans?

So instead, he just settles for:] Good.

[There are a lot of things they aren't quite saying, aren't there? Erik just nods at that, and let's the silence stretch.]

How was she?

[Charles sighs, and tries to figure out a good way to put this.]

A bit worn down, I suppose. This place hasn't been kind to her.

I know. [And he falls silent for a moment, frustrated.] She won't let me help. It's as if, no matter how many times we discuss it, she only sees him when she looks at me.

She was polite with me, before she found out I'd asked to get your mutation fully restored. But I can see where it must be unsettling for her, with both of us. [There's a part of him that's tempted to ask if Erik would be able to handle a Shaw from another world, or even a man who looked like him, but that's too much hurtful territory for right now, so he doesn't, and settles for something safer.]

I know if her Raven came here, I'd have a difficult time completely divorcing her from ours.

[That gets a bark of a laugh that isn't really amused. Good call going for Raven instead of Shaw though, srsly. :c]

I suppose. [But he's still frustrated.]

You do care about her. [It's not really a question or a statement, but there is sort of an unstated request for elaboration. He can't really imagine what it must be like, to have a teenager on board claiming to be your daughter. It's something he sort of hopes he never has to deal with.]

I didn't. [A shrug.] At first, at least. It was too insane - I can't have a daughter, not that age.

But after Sanitarium Island...[He trails off, because Charles knew his history there as well as he does. Memories of actually HAVING a daughter changed things.]

[Sanitarium Island was something that weighed heavily on him for a lot of reasons, and that was one of them. The other involved being a cold blooded murderer.

So he nods a little.] It's difficult not to think about what that was like.

[He hesitated a moment before asking what was probably an odd and/or stupid question.] Did you ever think about having kids?

[Erik just shakes his head sharply, eyes fixed on something in the middle-distance, like he's not really seeing anything a round him. And he isn't; he's focusing on the past, instead.]

No. After we escaped - there was a moment, when I thought Magda and I would have a life--

[But he'd been so consumed by his rage and his need for revenge, and she hadn't been like him. She couldn't even understand what it was to be like him: a freak. A mutant. And he couldn't stay with her.]

[Charles nodded again. It was what he'd been expecting, honestly, because it didn't take a genius or a telepath to know that Erik didn't really care if he destroyed himself in his quest for revenge against Shaw. That didn't leave a lot of room for developing a future.

His next question is gentle and cautious, because man seriously do you even want to know. :|] Have you asked her who her mother is?

No. [He's thought about it, but. It's a little frightening okay. He isn't sure he wants to know, but at the same time...well.] Do you know? [Whether he asked or checked, Erik doesn't really care.]

I haven't asked. [Basically yes, what you said. Thought. You know what I mean.] I've kept my distance from her telepathically as well, since she's already so uncomfortable around us, so I haven't gotten any details beyond what she's told me herself. Which hasn't been much.

Bare minimum, really. Apparently if we ever run into a mutant named Apocalypse, we're to stay well back.

Did she say what happened?

Chaos and destruction. There weren't very many details.

I suppose we should try to stay clear.

[And again he hesitates, because he almost wants to confide in him that sometimes he's entirely overwhelmed by the idea of what they were supposed to do. There were so many possible futures and all of them seemed distinctly bad, and he'd just been a irresponsible ass working to get his doctorate less than a year ago. He'd never anticipated things working out like this.

But it's strange being vulnerable around Erik, and he doesn't like it, so he holds himself back from now.] I'm still not sure how I feel about the sneak previews of our potential futures we've been getting.

[A sharp laugh.] I'm quite certain I hate them.

But at least we know. We can still make different choices, knowing how badly things worked out elsewhere.

[He's silent for a moment, because yes - the Erik of Wanda's world was an asshole and he wants to be nothing like him. And the Magneto from Pyro's world hadn't accomplished anything, in all the time he'd had.

Erik didn't intend to sit back for fifty years, if he ever got out of here.]

We will.

[Ahahaha that is exactly what he's afraid of, god dammit Erik you're a really hard person to be friends with sometimes.]

I hope so. I can't say I've liked anything I've heard. [Ever, at all, which is sort of making the I want to go home difficult to cope with in terms of ahaha our lives are so fucking terrible.] John informed me in his world, one of my future students kills me.

[Welp. News to him.]

What?

[Charles shrugs a little.]

I didn't want to ask for more details.

Do you even know who?

He said her name was Jean. Apparently she disintegrated me. Him. [It wasn't their future, he needed to keep reminding himself. There were differences.]

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