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[calmyourmind]

No? This one then, perhaps? Honestly. They should include a manual.

[It's just audio at first, muffled and distant, interspersed with the beeping of pressed buttons and the confused ramblings of a man far beyond his league with this kind of technology.]

Or a pamphlet of some sort at the very least. Maybe an explanation of my whereabouts. I don't suppose that would be too much to ask.

[How were you supposed to accomplish anything on this device? Where were the wires? ]

Is anyone there? Hello? I think it's on now. I believe it is. Sorry. I appear to be a bit lost. If you're there, please respond. My name is Charles Xavier and it is really very important I get back at once. The situation-

[There are a few more beeps from the buttons and a camera feed clicks on as well, aimed to the dirt and debris of the ground.]

Oh! Well, that did something. What is this little light for? 

[The video jostles a little more and with another button press the entire feed goes dead.]

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[calmyourmind]

[The action catches him off guard and he loses his focus for a moment, his other hand moving to the place where the weapon made contact. Erik said four minutes, and Charles had little illusions in his head that things would escalate quickly if he came in to this. He had to think and act quickly.

So much for calm and civilized discussions. She was apparently having none of that. If she made to attack him again, he would retaliate the only way he could. With a swift command to her mind's control center to knock her out for a while. At least long enough to get both himself and Erik far away from her, but with his mind slightly off balance from everything going on around him this past hour, there was no telling exactly how short or long it would last.]

My chums? [He gave her an odd look and pressed his fingertips back to his temple, already seeking out her motor functions within her mind. The gun was too great a danger to risk. He took control of her arm and shoved a mental command for her to release the weapon. If he could just eliminate that threat, maybe she would listen to him.]

I do have one friend here, and he is on his way right now. It would really be in everyone's best interest if you were not aiming a gun at me when he gets here.

[It was one part hopeful boast and one part truth, but it would not matter as long as he got the gun free. Surely she wouldn't continue trying to attack him then... would she?]

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[buckingauthority]

[She feels the urge to drop her weapon and almost does it, but she fights hard against it. Because he's a Cylon and if there's one thing she knows for sure, if she's weaponless, she's probably dead. Her fingers curl and flex and curl again. If there's one thing she is, however, it's strong-willed.]

Great. I can kill two birds with one stone. I already know about him, though. What about others. Other versions of you.

[If the other Charles is coming, though, she's gonna have to act quickly.]

You know what? Maybe I'll just ask him.

[She brings her gun muzzle back up to his temple, having to use both hands to force the action since there's a part of her still wanting to put the gun down on the ground. It's not a bluff. She will take him out if he's gonna continue to frak with her.]

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[calmyourmind]

[And that thought is the last thought Charles needs to hear, to know how this is going to proceed if he does not do something, and quickly. But her will is stronger than he expected. Time for measures a tad more drastic.]

Then I am sorry for this, I truly am, but I am afraid you are really not leaving much room for civil conversation.

[Two fingers pressed to his temple, he puts a great deal more of his concentration into a single command to her mind. Perhaps a bit more than necessary, but she has a gun and no apparent qualms of using it; and he has no desire to be shot. A direct and simple command.
Sleep.]

Go to sleep.