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It's late, friends, and I have work.
I'll reply to my threads tomorrow. <3
G'night!
She stared at the doppelganger in front of her, primarily shocked that she didn't sense her coming. She was a bit occupied at the moment- the unease in the country had been only rising since the assassination of Kennedy and she intended on capitalizing on this distrust of the government. After all, the more fear a people felt, the easier it was to stage a coup. Of course, if it didn't work, it could still be used as an ugly scar in the minds of the American people. Win-win either way.
This stranger in front of her was certainly not in the plans, and Charlaine didn't quite have the time to deal with her right then.
"Do you need something?" She asked shortly before turning back to her files that were far more important.
"Ah, well.. yeah, I s’pose you could say that." Slowly, he slides his hands into his pockets, most likely so that he won’t fidget any longer, "I didn’t actually mean t’get lost out here but m’sort’ve… turned around at the moment." He licks his lips apprehensively, "Just for continuity’s sake, could you tell me what year it is?"
She cocked and eyebrow and nodded slowly. "Of course. Turned around." She reflected on the oddity of being asked the year and took a quick peek to see if the man was serious. He was. "1964," she said carefully. "Anything else?"
Human biologists, I feel obliged to point out. But species is really of no consequence at the end of the day. A very long day it will be indeed, admittedly, and not before there’s quite a bit of bloodshed - but there’s me cheating again, dropping tidbits I should keep to myself.
[The Master taps her finger against her lips thoughtfully.] I believe I can safely say your students will be completely left out of it, unless unforeseen circumstances crop up and they decide to involve themselves tangentially, which I denounce all responsibility for, as I have absolutely no plans to so much as introduce myself to them, let alone get them involved. But in all honesty, it may or may not be an accident. Sometimes I’m not terribly precise, you see - better if you don’t ask, it’s awfully complicated and that’s for people with a vague understanding of my… unique talents.
Fair point and please, try to keep any events you may know of to yourself. My school will be avoiding any and all bloodshed, thank you.
I suppose that's as good as I'm going to get. The students can be rather precocious, however. I'd appreciate it if you kept your plans far away from them, though I don't suppose I could stop you if you didn't.
[She ignored the rest of her rambling, dismissing it as something she doubted she would be able to comprehend. At least for now.]
You still haven't answered my question of what exactly you're doing here. Generally speaking, people don't just show up to my office for nothing.
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Charlaine was never interested in simply helping mutants. They were the next step of evolution. It was survival of the fittest, and humans just weren't fit to survive anymore. She formed the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants- truly evil. No human was safe, not anymore. They were going to prove their dominance, even if it took a lifetime. And Charlaine was nothing if not patient.
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Jane didn’t know where she was. It wasn’t Rapture, that was for sure. It was looking more, and more like topside, but that couldn’t be - could it? She wanders across the open field, holding her wrench close to her chest. This could be a trap - a hallucination of some sort. She couldn’t trust anything, or anybody for that matter.
Atlas told her that. Atlas - Atlas may be the only person she could really, and wholly trust. And if she wasn’t in Rapture anymore, who could she turn to? Who could she talk to - she wouldn’t know how to endure knowing he was gone. Even without meeting him, she had starting leaning wholeheartedly on him, and his advice, his voice. She couldn’t think of being without him.
So, she trudged along warily, flinching at every small sound she heard and trying not panic.
The shuffle of papers was all that could be heard in the office of Professor Xavier as she looked through files of prospective teachers. Building a school was not a simple feat, particularly a school of mutants. Many were afraid of leaving the relative comfort of their lives, afraid of coming out into the open where humanity would know exactly what they were.
She couldn't say she blamed them.
With a sigh, Charlaine leaned back in her chair, rubbing at her temples in an attempt to stave off the oncoming headache. She loosened the reigns of her carefully checked telepathy, allowing the projected thoughts of her students to wash over her.
She froze as foreign worries started broadcasting towards her, focusing on that particular mind. It was a girl, frightened, unsure of where she was. And- oh. Well look at that.
It seems she had a new student.
She made her way to the grounds, approaching the frightened girl carefully, so as not to frighten her. "Hello there. I'm Professor Xavier. Are you alright?"
I’m glad my estimation of your intelligence was spot on. Clever enough to come to the correct conclusion, humble enough to admit you’re not clever enough to have all the facts. Remarkable in a human, really - and before you correct me, the distinction between your species and the human species is, to me, a matter of semantics. One mutation does not an entire species make.
Now, to satisfy that fascinating tendency for nearly dangerous curiosity that is invariably found in the entire genus to which you belong - my mind is impenetrable to you because I have had over a thousand years to practice the intricacies of telepathy, a common trait for my kind. And when you say very far, the location from which I originate is very far indeed, and in your lifetime you will not see any native of Earth manage to travel there, not even a test monkey. And as for my agenda, it’s quite simple, though it will remain my own.
The resemblance, I assure you, is pure coincidence. Well, not quite. Circumstantial simultaneity is a more accurate term, though you may prefer to just use “coincidence”. It implies a deeper, and often unfathomable reason for occurrences such as this one, one that is typically not apparent to any involved parties till it’s far too late to be of use.
An entire class of biologists would disagree, though nothing I say is going to change your mind about that. I'll agree to disagree.
Fascinating. Though I have to admit, I am wondering what someone of your particular nature is doing at a mutant school on Earth. Your agenda is of no consequence to me, as long as my students are left out of it. While I hold no illusions I could oppose you on my own, I have associates that may stand some sort of chance.
themasterofwhat replied to your post: ((Would anyone be interested if I were...
lol the master would be so up for this she’s gathering a league of extraordinary[ly evil] hbics - hbsic? wHAT IS THE PLURAL OF HBIC
I DON'T KNOW BUT AWESOME SHE'D TOTALLY JOIN
thedoctorsmaster answered your post: ((Would anyone be interested if I were...
you already know I would so *throws flowers* i’ll give you a innocent bby Erika or something A YOUNG INNOCENT BBY ERIKA
Well slap my face and call me Susan ALRIGHT THIS IS HAPPENING
((Would anyone be interested if I were to make a verse with Charlaine as the head of the Brotherhood and evil, like really properly evil?))
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Have you thought this plan out in full detail?
He’s visibly relieved and sends her a wordless smile before grabbing for the phone on her desk. After punching a few numbers, he waits in silence throughout the line ringing on the other end. When there is no answer, he looks mildly crestfallen and rests the receiver back on the cradle, muttering a soft, “Thanks anyways.”
She watched with an eyebrow raised as the phone call went unanswered. "Are you having a bit of trouble?" She asked, adjusting her wheelchair so she could face him properly. "We're not exactly in the most populated of places. It's rather unfortunate to be stuck here."
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[And score one for the circumstantial simultaneity again. Bit exciting, really - poor sort of Time Lord that hasn’t ever encountered it in person, and this is one hell of an example.]
As I see it, you have two choices. One, I just happen to be the sort of person who belongs here and I’m willfully mocking you. Two, well. You’ll just have to figure that out on your own. I expect you’re Xavier… herself? You could, of course, attempt to dig the truth out of me using a more dishonest tactic, but I assure you it’s a futile effort. You’re welcome to try, though, if you like.
[Looking up and seeing nearly an exact copy of herself wasn't particularly new to Charlaine. Pretending to be her had be a hobby very near and dear to Raven's heart, however, judging from her complete and utter inability to gain access into this woman's mind, she sincerely doubted it was her adopted sister popping by for a visit.]
I'm Xavier, yes. Professor Charlaine Xavier. I'd say it's a pleasure, but I'm not quite sure of that yet. No use for dishonesty, you're obviously far too clever for that.
[The sarcasm was almost tangible, really.]
Well, if you did belong here and were willfully mocking me, then it stands to reason that's you're likely part of the so-called Brotherhood, thus ensuring that you don't belong here, not at all.
I'm not going to presume to be able to figure out this second option. It's likely the only reason you'd tell me this is because there is very little chance I'd ever be able to come to anything close correct answer.
So it stands to reason that you're either a member of the Brotherhood sent to do God knows what or something very far from that with an agenda of your own. I'd leaning towards the latter.
Mun & Muse: A Comparison by Me
♕ M U N | I N F O R M A T I O N ♕
Name: celia Nicknames: cee, cel, ciel, cc, etc etc etc Wishlist Nickname: sailor cee Eye Color: brown Hair Color: black Ethnicity: white with just splash of hawaiian Lives in: tennessee Relationship Status: single and ready to COMMIT VIRGIN SACRIFICE jk Character(s) Most Identifies with: usagi tskino what a ditzy babe jk i'm probably more like ami Hobbies: writing, reading, knitting Special talent(s): I'm double jointed does that count Warning/disclaimer: im a huge nerd and also too afraid to talk to people Struggling With: getting student loans
♕ M U S E | I N F O R M A T I O N ♕
Name: charlaine xavier Nicknames: Chuck, the Prof, Professor X Wishlist Nickname: None she hates them all please only call her nicknames Birthday: im too lazy to look it up Height: 5’4" Eye Color: brown Hair Color: brown Ethnicity: white as hell Lives in: she isn’t telling Relationship Status: her girlfriend paralyzed her and left her alone on a beach she's not really too into that right now Classification: homo sapien superior Special talent(s): telepathy, being a fucking genius, eidetic memory, really weak telekinisis, prolly other shit i'm forgetting Struggling With: paralysis mostly. Also starting a school that's not very easy.
In conclusion: Same tbh lmao | Almost | Ehh... Not Really | Nope | In a Galaxy Far Far Away |
Awkwardly, Fitz rubs the palms of his hands on his jeans, looking about the massively ornate room, “Oh, uh… thanks. I was just… mostly wondering if y’had a phone?”
She glanced up, taking note of the man's nervousness. "Of course." She motioned towards the large red phone on her desk. "You're free to use it. There's another one in the parlour as well."
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