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Owari no seraph memes
Shane disliked being cooped up but it was a necessary evil. A manufactured mutant and a former asset, SHIELD was his best option for protection. The Technopath had just managed to get the tech to stop screaming at him when he heard an unfamiliar voice.
The young man turned to face him with a raised brow. “Can I help you, sir?”
Curiosity killed the cat, and Charles is well known for being one dead cat; he flashes the charming smile, but he reads the discomfort in body language well enough that he doesn’t offer the man a hand to shake. (Familiar enough with his surroundings that he must not be new, Charles can see...little details flash behind his eyes, his thoughts are a touch mechanical on the surface, the same radio buzz he hears ever clear on the wavelengths. But he’s guarded, around here, that’s not new, but it is...)
“I thought maybe you looked a little lost; up close I can see that’s not the case...perhaps you were looking for someone?”
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All in all, Charles Xavier is an easy kind of person to get along with; he's simple by most rights. He likes his tea, his space and his sceince. Most of the tech people in the 'office' don't think the best of him, if anything they avoid him. He doesn't mind terribly, since he prefers his solitude. But he's still in a considerably higher position than most of him, tending to the mental health of the agents in ways only a telepath can ensure.
He's been here a long while, he knows everyone fairly well, and so it comes as a surprise when he sees an unfamiliar figure down the hallway from his office. An unfamiliar mind passing; he's polite of course, he doesn't go peaking, but he does jog after them.
"Excuse me!"
; casually keeps swearing I'll get this blog off the ground, but I kind of need some plot ideas
;; like for a starter. Been sick, so I plan to be on later tonight
Howls at you all
YOU ARE ALLOWED TO USE YOUR CHARACTER’S POWER/STRENGTH/ABILITY ON MINE.
yes, this is me granting you PERMISSION to actually torment/hurt/control/beat up etc my muse. IF IT IS IN CHARACTER. but no, this is not me saying you can god-mod. there is a difference. So, feel free to inflict as much pain as you want and have fun rp-ing! (:
At work;; about 2 hours left and I'll be online.