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→ i've been worryin' that i'm losing the ones i hold dear
Who: House 8 ( the mutant bunch )
What: Well, when you have two psychics and a man who can manipulate magnetic fields, a lack of power and communicative ability, and a whole bunch of mutants going missing you get this. What this is remains to be seen.
When: Day 100
Where: House 8.
Warnings: Anger. Of all different flavours.
With the power down and the network suffering, Charles finds himself at a bit of a loss. There's only so much a person can do to keep themselves occupied before the worry sinks in. He pauses mid action ( trying to unsuccessfully stitch up the edges of his trousers and wondering whether or not he can simply find a stapler and do it ) and turns his thoughts to the other members left in his house. He knows they must be suffering from a similar fate, if not a different kind of strain. Laura is gone. The boy Julian has gone. Jubilee too. Charlie. It's a worrying correlation and he's sure they've seen Dilandau on the network explaining what he's found out. He knows what it means.
Mutants are disappearing.
And while Charles is an optimist he knows there's only so much that can be explained away before the answer turns stark. He can feel Erik's frustration on the edges of his mind, building and boiling like a rolling black cloud of thunder and threatening to spill without warning. He can feel River too and her thoughts shift and shake but he lifts himself up from the seat and moves to find them both. They should talk about it at least.
What: Well, when you have two psychics and a man who can manipulate magnetic fields, a lack of power and communicative ability, and a whole bunch of mutants going missing you get this. What this is remains to be seen.
When: Day 100
Where: House 8.
Warnings: Anger. Of all different flavours.
With the power down and the network suffering, Charles finds himself at a bit of a loss. There's only so much a person can do to keep themselves occupied before the worry sinks in. He pauses mid action ( trying to unsuccessfully stitch up the edges of his trousers and wondering whether or not he can simply find a stapler and do it ) and turns his thoughts to the other members left in his house. He knows they must be suffering from a similar fate, if not a different kind of strain. Laura is gone. The boy Julian has gone. Jubilee too. Charlie. It's a worrying correlation and he's sure they've seen Dilandau on the network explaining what he's found out. He knows what it means.
Mutants are disappearing.
And while Charles is an optimist he knows there's only so much that can be explained away before the answer turns stark. He can feel Erik's frustration on the edges of his mind, building and boiling like a rolling black cloud of thunder and threatening to spill without warning. He can feel River too and her thoughts shift and shake but he lifts himself up from the seat and moves to find them both. They should talk about it at least.