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[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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[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?

[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.]

[he really shouldn't be surprised. where there's a library, an xavier is sure to follow.]

Perhaps the books don't want to be put in order.

[he's partly joking and partly remembering the library in the other city whose books did just that. no. more important things to think about now.]

There are some people here who have offered me a room. You're welcome to join me.

[...assuming he can explain the multiple xaviers to him without charles getting too confused.]

I ... hadn't thought of that. Do you think such a thing could be possible?

[He's never been one to believe in the idea of magic, science has always been his mainstay. However, there was no good reason for how the books kept getting shuffled back around. There was no one else in the Vault with him, at least no one around, yet he had only to turn his back for a few moments and the neat stacks would be in utter disarray with some books completely missing!]

A room? Oh! Ah, I mean if it wouldn't be a bother?

[Charles was used to rooming with Raven and at this point, Erik was really the only person he knew in this strange place. Being able to keep close to the man Charles now considered a friend -sorry Erik you've been adopted- actually sounded like a positive step.]

It may well be. But it seems more likely that someone else has been moving them back instead.

[he hasn't seen anywhere near as much magic being used here as in the other city, so it seems foolish to jump straight to that as an explanation just yet.]

You wouldn't be a bother though. In fact, I think I'd prefer it.

[well, it's partly true. he knows he won't manage to get much sleep if he's sharing a room with someone else. but he's used to functioning on very little of it, even at the best of times. he can make do. and as a bonus, it means being able to keep a closer watch over this charles too. that makes it worth it.]

I should probably look into safe quarters for sleeping. [He agreed, having for the most part fallen asleep in the Vault up to this point.]

I promise, I've never given Raven cause for complaint when we've shared quarters. [He did feel a bit awkward about suddenly becoming a roommate for a stranger but if Erik was certain of his offer then it seemed curish to refuse.]

I'm sure we could partition the room if you decide you want some space of your own, later.

[though given just how little he's likely to use the room himself, he knows he's undoubtedly going to just consider it charles' room as opposed to both of theirs. fill it with enough books any maybe he'll actually be comfortable there.]

[Erik, you have good instincts on how to keep an occasionally wayward telepath occupied and in one location.

Still Charles would see it as their room and would be very dutiful in maintaining his own space and allowed Erik plenty of room as well.]

I can not imagine that becoming necessary, my friend.

[Charles smiled warmly.]

Unless you get tired of my notebooks creeping onto every flat surface. I have been told that is a bad habit of mine.

You may need to try a little harder than that if you intend to scare me away.

[he's fairly sure that nothing short of charles flat out telling him to leave will be enough to make him change his mind. and even then, it's not as though he'd go far. the two charles' and jocelyn are his biggest concerns now; far above the other mutants here. they always will be, and they all have his own charles to thank for that.]

If you start running out of any supplies you need here, just tell me and I'll make sure to find them for you.

Oh certainly not!

[Charles actually sounded a touch concerned as he responded to Erik's teasing.]

I do not mean to scare you away, my friend.

[There was a pause and then a bit of red touched his cheeks as Charles seemed to finally catch on to the idea that he was being teased and he gave Erik a gently scolding look.]

Do not tease me about such things. You have been an invaluable presence for me since we woke up on that damn ship and I certainly do not intend to scare you away.

As for supplies, that is a very generous offer, Erik but I should also know how to gather my own necessities. Might I not go with you, the next time you go?

If there's going to be any scaring away, it would likely be the reverse.

[because he knows he isn't the easiest person to get along with, and he's fine with that. but he'd like to think that those closest to him at least understand that his attitude toward them has little to do with whether he cares about them or not.]

But yes, you'd likely find it easier to trade with him than I would anyway. If you want to come, you're more than welcome to.

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