[He's almost not sure if he wants to put himself out there considering the last time this happened, he was pretty much miserable afterwards, but as much as that's true, he's in a much better place this time around, and he does really miss quite a few people from back home.

And you know, always good to make sure Hank and Darwin haven't let Sean destroy the house by accident in their absence.]

This is Dr. Charles Xavier. If there's anyone out there from home- [You know who you are.] I'd appreciate hearing from you.

[Private to Zane]

[Someone's been keeping an eye on Kelsier's post, and he's definitely noticed that things seem to be getting sort of out of control. He's concerned, and decides to shoot Zane a message.]

Where are you?

[Charles clicks on the audio feed, and it should be pretty apparent to anyone listening that something is wrong, but he's doing his level best not to act like it is. His breathing is a little labored, and he definitely sounds like he's in pain, but his voice is more or less level and controlled, focused on telling people what happened and not passing out or dying before help shows up.

All in all, he sounds way too calm for someone who just got stabbed.]

I found Senji. He's been tortured, probably at least for a few days, by his inmate. He's currently unconscious and in serious need of medical attention. [Which was sort of an understatement, really, not to mention Charles had no idea how they'd even go about treating him, if he was going to be lashing out and trying to cut anyone who came near him with weapons he could apparently create from his own blood, of all things.

Speaking of which.]

... Actually, Merlin, if you're not too busy, I could probably do with some, too. [He almost sounds more sheepish than anything else, although it still hurts and he's definitely maybe a little scared, because he's been hurt, but he's never actually died before.] We're on the second floor, in room twelve. It's sort of a mess. [Really, meaning, there's an awful lot of blood on the walls and everywhere else in the room and maybe coming out of me nbd. :|

It occurs to him vaguely that this probably isn't something he should be telling just anyone - he has no idea where Toto is, or what the hell he was really planning on doing here - but he's pretty confident he can knock out almost anyone trying to come into the room before Merlin or Erik or someone got here, so instead of bothering to retroactively filter it or do much of anything other than keep pressure on the wound, he just drops the comm back into his lap and waits.]

[Spam for Sara, backdated to the end of the Breach]

[As soon as Charles made sure Tony was alright, he headed to Sara's room to check on her, too. He really had no idea what to anticipate, considering her getting pulled into a giant metal cocoon wasn't really what he'd been expecting, when he'd agreed to help her find out what the Witchblade really was. Not that he'd really known what to expect, really, but regardless, he approached her door with a little bit of caution.

He'd learned by now that reaching out telepathically to see if she was alright wasn't something he wanted to do unless the symbiote knew he was doing it and knew Sara was alright with it, and he didn't want to take the risk of it trying to lobotomize him for checking on her while she was unconscious or something. He didn't know how far the good will it had extended thus far went.

So, he went for the old fashioned approach and knocked on the door.]

Sara? It's Charles. Are you alright?

[Private to the Admiral, a few hours later]

As my original one's a bit worthless now, I'd like to change my deal to bring Darwin back after I graduate an inmate. [He's smart enough not to trap himself into saying "when Tony graduates" in case he vanishes for good or something. :V]

I'd also like the flight suit Hank made me, please.