[Charles is considerably less composed than Erik was when he clicks on his comm and addresses the Barge. He's happy, but he's spent so long waiting for this to happen, has spent so long here being put through literal hell, listening to people tell him time and time again that it was hopeless for them, that they weren't going to be any different and while he'd never really believed them, it's still good to know that those people had been wrong, that there are going to be challenges in the future but they'll be able to face it together, he won't have to be alone, and he can't stay on this ship for a second longer. Not right now.

So he's smiling, desperate relief radiating off him in waves. His face is still flushed, his eyes a little red, but he absolutely doesn't care less that it looks like he's been crying because this is what he's been waiting for for two very long years.]

I have to go. [And again it hits him that he can go home, that they're going to fix this and he lets out an almost disbelieving laugh.] There's a very urgent matter I need to attend to back home, and it can't wait any longer.

[And there's a part of him that's terrified they'll go back and this will all have turned out to be some kind of cosmic joke, but sounds more excited than anything else, to go back and hope this plays out the right way this time, that they're finally getting their second chance.]

I can't- [Some of the excitement fades, and he takes a breath before continuing.] Knowing the Admiral, I can't promise I'll be back, obviously, but I'll try. I intend to come back.

In the mean time, try not to get into too much trouble.

( Notes for Alana, Alex, Jean, Anya, Morgana and Zane )

[Spam for Erik]

( cw for blood, shaw being shaw, and tl;dr )

[Public]

[Charles doesn't manage to post anything to the network until around midday, and when he does, he's at least showered and changed his clothes, but he still looks exhausted and a little in shock. There are dark bags under his eyes, and he looks pale and less well put together than usual. His hair's a little mussed, and he's wearing a gray t-shirt instead of his usual button up shirts and sweaters. He can barely seem to manage a smile for the camera, and his voice is tired and deliberate.]

My name is Charles Xavier, and I suppose I've been taken on by the Admiral to work here as a warden for the time being. If anyone has any advice or words of wisdom, I would appreciate hearing them.

[He looks like he's maybe considering saying something else, but instead just reaches over to turn off the feed.]

[Private to the Admiral]

( Items for Erik, Jean, Morgana, Tony, Merlin, Arthur, Steve, Anya, Ivy, Sara, Babs, Wanda, Arkady and Pepper )

[Spam for Erik, backdated to shortly after his talk with Anya]

[It wouldn't exactly be accurate to say that Charles immediately headed for Erik's room after talking with Anya. It wasn't like he'd sprinted there, or anything. But there was really no denying that there was a lot he needed to tell him about, even if some of it he wasn't actually really sure if he wanted to tell him

Still, he still pretty firmly believed some of this was probably best to hear from him, rather than Anya or Lua or whoever else got their hands on the information, so he didn't really beat around the bush once Erik had let him into his room.]

I spoke with Anya.