Dr. Charles Xavier
21 June 2013 @ 11:23 am
[Spam for Erik]

oh, adhere to me for we are bound by symmetry )

[Public]

[Charles looks a little frazzled - his hair's a little messier than usual, and he looks drained - but smiles, clearly at least a little enthusiastic.]

Well, this has certainly been an eye opening experience thus far. [He raises a hand, and a couple metal things carefully lift off the desk and start rotating in the air at about eye level with him. So you can probably guess whose powers he ended up with.

Eventually, the novelty's going to wear off, but for the time being, being able to experiment with something new is pretty cool.]


I'd appreciate hearing from anyone else who's found their powers swapped with anyone else's. [Zane, Alex, Jean, etc. :|] And if anyone needs help, I have had some experience with helping people learn to control their abilities, and I'd be happy to try to lend a hand with this.

[Private to Marsh]

[And this point, the metal objects have all clunked back down on the desk because THANKS, ZANE, but Charles still looks pretty calm and unflustered by the day's events thus far.]

I hope I'm not being a bother, but I'm Charles Xavier - Zane's warden. I know we haven't met, but Zane's told me you might be able to tell who's switched abilities with him, and I was wondering if you'd mind giving us a hand.
 
 
Dr. Charles Xavier
11 May 2013 @ 01:15 pm
[Warden Filter + Doyle - backdated to After Alex's Post]

I want to make one thing explicitly clear: Ben was not responsible for the attack on Dr. Kozak. He's been thoroughly cleared, and it's fairly evident that someone is trying to frame him for the act. Rhade and several other people are investigating the matter thoroughly, and if anyone has any further information, we would appreciate hearing it.

[And anyone who goes after Ben anyway will have quite a bit of hell rained down on them. B(]

[CTS Spam for Erik, Jean and Alex]

so come on, put on your war paint )
 
 
Dr. Charles Xavier
03 September 2012 @ 08:15 pm
[Private to Faith and Arkady]

I need to speak with both of you, when you have opportunity.

[Private to Jesse]

Are you still holding your meetings? [He has someone for you. :V]

[Private to Tony]

We need to speak.

[Open Spam for the Greenhouse/Anywhere Deck]

[Charles had been making a concerted effort to get himself back into something that resembled a usual routine. He still hadn't been sleeping well, something that was plainly visible in the dark bags under his eyes, and had a feeling it would be a while before he could really choke it down to nonexistence, but they were somewhat less frequent and easier not to think about the next morning.

And while he still wasn't necessarily
social, he'd kept his promise and not spent his days locked in his room ignoring the rest of the Barge, and today that had meant forcing himself to get out of bed, shower, change, and get some fresh air up on deck. He had a book with him, and while he looked content and probably normal when he he popped in the greenhouse and later parked himself near the deck railing to read, he was actually still somewhat tense, his shields lowered slightly to make sure he could tell when someone was sneaking up on him. It wouldn't be noticeable to people unfamiliar wit telepathy, and usually, he would feel a little more guilty and apologetic for doing it, but not since that port. He'd had enough of being vulnerable because he hadn't been able to use his telepathy, and he wasn't about to leave himself open for some other attack or what have you.]
 
 
Dr. Charles Xavier
21 August 2012 @ 10:31 pm
[(Telepathy) Spam for Jean and Morgana]

[It was frustrating, to lie awake at night and not be able to get to sleep. Actual insomnia and not I really need to finish this paper and therefore can't get to sleep at regular hours lack of sleep was almost a foreign concept to Charles, because while it was true that it wasn't like he'd never had nightmares before, these were worse, more frequent, and couldn't be brushed off as a figment of his imagination, or a memory he'd absorbed from someone else. They'd actually happened, to him, and when he did finally get to sleep, it often wasn't for very long.

Tonight, sleep was being especially evasive, so he read, and tried to find ways to occupy himself and hopefully wear himself down enough that he'd eventually have to go to sleep. But his eyes had started feeling gritty and sore, and the words had started to blur together, so he'd finally crawled into bed, and... couldn't fall asleep.

It was late. Very late, and he couldn't let his mind wander without it starting to dive into territory he really didn't want to confront anymore than he already had, so, as he did every few nights since port had ended, he carefully extended his telepathy to check on people.

He couldn't sense Erik at all, which was to be expected, even though his friend was likely lying awake next door trying to fend off nightmares himself. Charles wanted to help, but he knew Erik would be stubborn about accepting it, or just outright refuse, and he didn't want to fight with him right now. Merlin and Arthur were sleeping, which really made sense, as it was late, and he didn't linger too long in their dreams, enough to try and smooth them out a little instead of taking a turn for the worse. They'd never even realize he'd been there.

Which left Morgana and Jean for tonight, and he carefully reached out to them separately, hoping they were asleep and weren't dreaming.]
 
 
Dr. Charles Xavier
15 August 2012 @ 08:05 pm
[Spam for Erik] )

[Telepathy Spam for Jean, Morgana, Arthur, Merlin, Steve, Wanda and Arkady (+ Tony)]

[Once he was in the infirmary, all he wanted to do, really, was sleep. But while he's having his injuries cleaned and treated, he's reaching out to find the people he cares about. His control's a little shaky, exhaustion and fever and now medication making him sloppier than usual - there's a sense of sorry to bother you and oh god please be okay and that hurts, when is this going to be over bleeding through at times before getting shoved firmly back behind psychic barriers - but he just needs to be sure that everyone was on board, no one had been left behind.]

Are you alright?