→ it's so quiet here and i feel so cold,

[mentis]

Who: Charles Xavier & you!
What: You guessed it - tiny mutant running around trying to teach you all the ways of the world and how Einstein is cooler than everyone. Also this is a recurring dream because neglect makes you like that. a/n: If you feel like running in to Charles at any other age too then that's fine, he'll be haunting his house. Just back from boarding school? Go for it. Annoying and drunk and just like his mother? Sure. Twenty-seven and lusting over Erik worrying about his newly adopted children? I am all set for all things but let's just focus on how the mansion is terrible yes. Just let me know.
When: Day 83 - 88
Where: Xavier Mansion, big and dark and creepy.
Warnings: The most adorable little telepath ( after River, obviously ) that you will ever meet.



Kitchen. Living room. Foyer. Library. Grounds. Choose your own adventure.

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[mentis]

He looks up from his glass to Charlie, an eyebrow cocked but interest clearly written across his face. Charles is quick to trust naturally, even at this age, so disappointed as he is, he can't help himself.

"Really?"

[dowhatisays]

"Sure. You says yous is a gambling man, right? I know a place, some cards, a few drinks. I figures you'll fit right in." And a place he's taking part in the house's cut.

It hasn't occurred to him yet that this is not his New York, not his time, even if the decor in this place looks a little strange.

[mentis]

He's not actively reading Charlie and yet he still trusts his offer and so Charles swills the liquor in his glass speculatively and then nods.

"Anything to get out of here. You're on."

[dowhatisays]

"I got a car out the front." He must, hasn't he? How else did he get here?

Speaking of, he's not entirely sure why he came here in the first place. Maybe it was to find this guy, bring him t the game. But since when have they ever provided pick-ups?

[mentis]

"Well then, let's go."

He rises, still unsteady.

[dowhatisays]

Charlie just laughs and gets him under the elbow.

"Sure you gonna make it there, pal?"

[mentis]

"Once I get my sea legs, I'll be fine."

As if on cue he seems to get his footing properly and then grins, proud of himself and boyish. "See?"

[dowhatisays]

You're somewhat painfully adorable, Charles. Like a very drunk puppy.

The car is waiting for this in the front drive, and Charlie holds the door open for him. He would probably hurt himself, anyway.

[mentis]

It's a nice car, a little old-fashioned but Charles isn't going to bring that up. He just waits for Charlie and runs his fingers fitfully through his hair like that will make him presentable.

Spoilers: It does not.