text; backdated to tuesday night (27th)

[lehnsherr]

[he's lost track of time since his arrival. bar the few, brief conversations he's had on the network during his breaks from standing watch over charles' pod, he hasn't spoken to many people yet. he hasn't seen a need to. not while he's still trying to work out what to do next. he knows that charles would be disappointed in him if he knew how little he'd done so far. that he'd spent all this time mourning the loss of someone that hadn't actually belonged to him for years. or was that just months now? he doesn't know anymore.

but regardless, he's forced himself to leave again. this time, for good. until he knows just how to get charles out of the pod, he knows he can't go back. not to mention that already, there's already another problem he needs to deal with.

more than one, really.]

If there are any others here who know a man named Erik Lehnsherr (or Magneto) in their home worlds, now is the time to mention it.

[yes, it's text only right now. no, that isn't changing for any of you yet. sorry?

okay, hold on. you're getting that other question too. the sooner he gets the answers he needs, the better.]

Are there any people here familiar with the technology used to contain those trapped aboard the ship?

I need a way to open one of the pods without harming the person inside.

[and then on to those...other issues.]

[locked to xaviers]

I apologise for my absence since my arrival. There was something that needed to be take care of first.

Charles, if your offer of somewhere to stay still stands, I think I'd welcome it right now.

[and then reluctantly tagged on-]

[locked to shepard]

Thank you.

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[catchingflies]

i know magneto. hes the big boss where i come from. why? u him?

[If so, Todd is going to be an unhappy camper. He doesn't like Magneto very much, even if he does kind of want to impress him so he won't be left behind. Again. But the Magneto he knows is kind of scary.]

[permatext]

[lehnsherr]

I suppose you could say that.

Tell me about the Magneto you know.

[catchingflies]

older guy, kinda big, helmet and cape and stuff. magnetic powers. wants mutants to be awesome and have our own place in things. think hes german maybe but i dont get no deets on the big guy, he dont talk to me much.

[Or at all. He doesn't think he's actually shared a word with the guy.]

i get mystique givin me my orders instead.

[lehnsherr]

[again, mystique. despite the shift in their relationship during his stay in bete noire, she's still the last mutant he'd want to enlist.]

And what year was it before you arrived here?

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[abetterway]

Is everything all right?

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[lehnsherr]

Yes.

[lehnsherr]

[and then a second message a few moments later. that first response may have been a little...quick]

Charles is still here. He's locked inside one of the pods.

[abetterway]

[Quick, but not surprising. She appreciates the elaboration.]

Is that where you've been?

[She switches to voice, soft and concerned.]

You're his Erik, then?

He helped me greatly, when I arrived here. We both...

[She trails off. For once, she doesn't have the words.]

[lehnsherr]

[he's reluctant to follow suit, but after another few minutes, he does switch the feed over to audio too.]

...he's a good man. We- He may see things differently to me, but he still wants to protect our kind from harm.

[text]

[tiptoeing]

I am not familiar with either of those names, but I can examine the pods for you once I get some decent equipment.

[permatext]

[lehnsherr]

What equipment would you need?

[tiptoeing]

[There's a pause, as he debates that.] Some kind of toolkit, I think, and a decent computer, since nothing on the ship seems to be functional.

[lehnsherr]

Depending on what tools you need, they can be made for you. However, my only knowledge of computers comes from a brief stay in the early twenty-first century. You may need to expand a little in both regards.

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[calmyourmind]

I would not dream of removing it from the table, my friend.

[Though he is still uncertain as to exactly how much this changes things. He knows this Erik will never be the man he knew in his own reality. But perhaps he can save him from a similar fate.]

[permalocked/text]

[lehnsherr]

It shouldn't taken me more than an hour to get there.

[any other time and he'd just fly there. but he knows it isn't an option when he's barely eaten these past few days.]

[Locked: Text]

[cantcatchme]

Why are you asking?

[Pietro still doesn't know how he feels about the guy, especially if he's really a young Magneto.]

[permalocked: Text]

[lehnsherr]

Because you may not be the only one here who has had a less than amiable relationship with an alternate of mine.

[and partly because he wants to try and see if those who haven't gotten along with him are willing to work together to find a way back.]

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[cantcatchme]

Don't think you know what my 'relationship' with Magneto is.

You don't know me, I don't know you. And I don't have to do what you say.

[That was the important bit, in his mind. This wasn't the real Magneto. This wasn't his father. Which meant he got the same suspicion and disdain everyone else on this planet did. Theoretically.]

[lehnsherr]

You're a mutant. That's the part that matters most here.

[well, there's more to it than that really. but he'd sooner leave the younger mutants to other mentors. it's simpler that way round.]

If you have an issue with either myself or Magneto, say so.

[Locked text]

[excessivehubris]

I am afraid I did not notice. I probably should have but I got ... sidetracked.

[permalocked audio]

[lehnsherr]

[yes, charles, you're the one person here who he's willing to automatically switch the feed for. enjoy?]

You haven't managed to get yourself in to trouble, have you?

[permalocked audio]

[excessivehubris]

[Audio is good, yes! You have a nice voice, Erik. Also it is much easier to talk than to text so there is probably an obvious tone of gratitude in Charles' voice when he answers.]

I do not believe so? I found a vault of books, Erik! [Don't ask if he's surfaced from it yet.] Its quite amazing really, so many subjects, though there is no order I've been able to discern and when I try to make collections, I come back to them and they're all scattered again.

Very strange.

Oh! Would you happen to have any idea where we're supposed to live?

[Besides the library he means.]

[femshep]

Don't.

[She had to. It was just... one of those things.]

[lehnsherr]

Of course.

[it's a feeling he knows all too well, so he doesn't push the gratitude any further.]

Did he tell you anything about our world?

[femshep]

He told me some. I picked up a little more myself.

[He latched onto the inside of her head for almost two weeks. A little bit of information-gleaning was an inevitable side effect on both sides.]