[Friends Filter]

[Charles sounds tired - and anyone who was in the infirmary right after port ended might have noticed him hovering while people tried to help Zane - but otherwise, actually pretty okay.]

I know we're all exhausted and in need of some relaxation, but if everyone wouldn't mind letting me know you got out alright, I'd appreciate it. And if there's anything I can do for any of you, don't hesitate to let me know.

[Spam for Erik]

[Getting his telepathy back felt like he'd been unblindfolded, and while he had noticed the change immediately, in the first minutes back on the Barge, he hadn't had time to appreciate it. The focus was instead on saving Zane's life, and it wasn't until he was stable and unconscious that Charles had the time to reach out with his gift and reassure himself that they were back, they had made it out, and so had the people he cared about.

He'd checked on the kids first, reassured himself that they were in one piece and mostly in need of rest before anything else, and reassured them that he just needed much of the same before looking for Erik.

It's not difficult. His mind had almost instinctively wrapped itself around the familiar presence as soon as it had been established that Zane would be alright, and so Charles catches up to his friend as Erik's coming down from the deck, a relieved smile immediately stretching across his face as he gets his first good look at him.]

This might be the ultimate instance of the pot calling the kettle black, [Because he knows he's got some cuts on his face and other minor injuries from their time in port, too.] but you look like you're about to fall over.

[ooc: Filter includes but is not limited to the immediate X-Fam, Zane, Merlin, Arthur, Morgana, Anya, Pietro, Barbara, Tony, Kelsier, the Emperor, Ivy, and even you, Felix. Basically anyone Charles is friendly with or would have reason to check up with, idk I'm always bad with these filters and end up forgetting someone. /o\

Also, feel free to spam him if you want! He'll probably be pretty unconscious for the first day and a half afterward, but will be up and around after that.]

[Charles sounds a little more hoarse and tired than usual, but he rallies enough to just sound serious and professional. This isn't a fun science lecture about genetics or ancient fish this time, but it's still kind of grounding to just lay everything out like this to an audience, asking for feedback.] I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier- [Anyone who was wandering the infirmary after port might have noticed that Charles pretty much camped out in a chair next to Erik's bed for the first four or so days after port, helped him escape back to his room, and since then has been pretty scarce in public areas of the ship.] But as there's been some discussion over what actually happened in port, I thought it might be for the best to provide my observations on what happened, if anyone was interested.

When we first arrived, I felt as if there was something very wrong with the building, but honestly, I couldn't quite explain what it was or why I felt so nervous about it. Obviously things fairly quickly deteriorated, and on the evening of the third day we were there, I was attacked by another warden who had succumbed to the hallucinations fairly thoroughly. [He won't name names, because that's not really the important part.] When he attacked me, I tried to use my telepathy to stop him, but instead of sensing his mind, some other telepathic force intervened and tried to stop me.

I've never encountered anything like it before, but it was certainly sentient, malicious, extremely powerful, and not an organic lifeform the way we - at least, from what I've studied in my time here of life in other universes, because it's certainly not like anything from my world - typically understand it. It almost knocked me unconscious, but I was able to overpower it and it let go of the other warden long enough for me to put him to sleep so he wouldn't harm anyone else if they woke up and whatever it was returned.

I don't know if it was somehow feeding off of our presence in the hotel or what it was hoping to achieve by convincing people to murder their inmates or friends, but if anyone has any further information on creatures or being that might be similar to it, or on what exactly it was trying to do, I would appreciate hearing about it. Thank you.

[Private to Ivy]

[He hesitates a bit before adding anything, because he's not really sure how she'll take to being checked up on. Their conversations usually range from civil to argumentative, so it's a little difficult to get a read on how chummy they actually are or aren't.

Still.]

Are you doing alright?