TWENTY ONE ✖ VOICE

[wedonot]

[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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[Spam/Backdated]

[aggravating]

Not really a thank you moment. It was outdated, so I upgraded it.

[The good thing with Tony? He doesn't baby or offer help to people normally, anyway. For a hero, he's rather pick and choose about what he gets involved in. He's no Steve Rogers, that's for sure. Little old ladies struggling across the street get honked at instead of helped across. People with split grocery bags get steered around. Professors with paralysis get left on the bed as Tony very pointedly takes a seat in the wheelchair he just brought in, waving his hand over the arm on the side, causing a holographic screen to project up under his fingertips, a few taps of his fingers changing the settings.

The letters there shift, the key alignment moving into something a bit more... well, maybe not recognizable. But at least the letters are English now, the numbers actual numbers and not the shorthand of symbols Tony'd created back when he was a teenager. The language he and his bots all speak and share.]

Want the full demo?

[Spam/Backdated]

[wedonot]

[It works. It wasn't that Charles didn't understand what people were trying to do and why they were trying to do it, and he did appreciate that the boys and Moira had been so helpful, it was just frustrating to have everyone treat you like an invalid. He'd tried to be patient with them after he'd been released from the hospital, and for the most part had succeeded, but there were times when he just couldn't take it anymore and snapped when someone went to help him sit up or move or get something he might not have been able to reach.

So his attention is fully on Tony and the chair, and not on his current condition or the fact that he's going to be stuck here basically until Tony brings the chair over, completely distracted by the tech. He's interested and impressed by the technology, between Tony's genius and the fact that he's from about forty years in Charles' future, and thus it's all a little more complex than he's used to seeing back home.]

Yes, please.

[Spam/Backdated] lolololol screw science

[aggravating]

[He'll forever choose showing off his tech over anything emotional, don't worry Charles. Which is why he's practically lighting up at the allowance to go on ahead, the interest in what he'd managed to do. And really, it just takes a few buttons before the chair is almost settling down firmly on the ground, what were and kind of... are... the wheels actually seeming to disassemble themselves, folding into the compartments he'd built in and making room for the repulsors to take over.

It's a pretty seamless lift off, mindful of what's in Charles' room - which is really a kickass room, actually - and ceiling height and everything, but it leaves him just kind of chilling about a foot off the ground.]

Alright, so you have your basic repulsors - which, by the way, is still private tech so if you sell it to anyone I might just have to roll you off the side of the ship - which are wired in... [And here follows about five minutes worth of technical explanation as well as another ten minutes of boasting about his mechanical skills and blah blah oh right here's what the buttons do, Charles, any questions?]