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[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[Reaches out with his mind.] Erik?

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[the-chessmaster.livejournal.com]

[He furrows his brow.]

A human with telepathy this strong? Unusual.

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He raises an eyebrow.] There is so much going on in your mind, it's quite extraordinary.

[didthis.livejournal.com]

What is it, Charles?

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He smiles.] Nothing really, I was just checking if you were awake. True I could get up and walk to the other end of the mansion, but I'm feeling lazy.

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

*the feral frowns, aware of that sudden, unmistakeable pressure within his mind; he's dealt with telepaths before*

Huh? I ain't Erik.

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

No, I dare say you aren't. Do you know where I might find him?

[i-dontplay.livejournal.com]

ooc: This muse knows an Erik Lehnsherr. Hope you don't mind?

[Mindy looks at the man quizzically. What is he doing?]

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[ooc: It's okay ;)]

[He sees the small girl beside him and give her a smile.] Well hello there.

[moiramactaggert.livejournal.com]

[She watches quietly as he concentrates]

Anything?

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He gives a frustrated sigh.] Nothing, I don't know why I keep trying.

[brotherhooderik.livejournal.com]

[Erik is walking down a hallway, a black suit bodyguard close behind him, when he feels the familiar presence enter his mind. For a moment he just freezes, confusion and a little hope making him feel weak. Then he pushes back heart pounding]

Charles.....is..is it you?

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He breathes a sigh of relief, he was worried for a moment there. He regains his composure.]

Yes Erik, it is me.

[keep-them-safe.livejournal.com]

Not quite. Who're you?

[months of training have taught her how to slam her mental walls into place to block people out of her head]

And don't pick through my head like that. Ever.

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

My apologies, my name is Charles Xavier and I'm looking for a friend of mine.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Liz is making her way down the hallway briskly as she picks up that little twitch. She knows it's not for her, but the name makes her pause. She's still wearing a turtleneck dress despite the heat due to the angry mark on her neck Erik caused.

She spies the man and shouts down the hall to him. "Hey!" Liz doesn't like people snooping where they shouldn't unless she told them to do it in the first play. Just to be safe, Liz pulls her guns off her belt, all her jewelry off (with the customary look of dispair as she pull of her wedding band) and anything else metal. It's clearly visible to the man that she did this before she walks closer to him. "Who wants to know about him, anyway?"

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

Charles really didn't like guns and to be in this place and have this woman here with them blazing put him off somewhat, he wondered what kind of people his friend had gotten mixed up with. While Erik did say they were decent people, that had yet to be seen.

"Miss please lower your weapons, I am not the enemy. My name is Professor Charles Xavier and Erik is my friend, I wish to see him."

[the-chessmaster.livejournal.com]

[He furrows his brow.]

A human with telepathy this strong? Unusual.

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He raises an eyebrow.] There is so much going on in your mind, it's quite extraordinary.

[didthis.livejournal.com]

What is it, Charles?

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He smiles.] Nothing really, I was just checking if you were awake. True I could get up and walk to the other end of the mansion, but I'm feeling lazy.

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

*the feral frowns, aware of that sudden, unmistakeable pressure within his mind; he's dealt with telepaths before*

Huh? I ain't Erik.

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

No, I dare say you aren't. Do you know where I might find him?

[i-dontplay.livejournal.com]

ooc: This muse knows an Erik Lehnsherr. Hope you don't mind?

[Mindy looks at the man quizzically. What is he doing?]

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[ooc: It's okay ;)]

[He sees the small girl beside him and give her a smile.] Well hello there.

[moiramactaggert.livejournal.com]

[She watches quietly as he concentrates]

Anything?

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He gives a frustrated sigh.] Nothing, I don't know why I keep trying.

[brotherhooderik.livejournal.com]

[Erik is walking down a hallway, a black suit bodyguard close behind him, when he feels the familiar presence enter his mind. For a moment he just freezes, confusion and a little hope making him feel weak. Then he pushes back heart pounding]

Charles.....is..is it you?

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

[He breathes a sigh of relief, he was worried for a moment there. He regains his composure.]

Yes Erik, it is me.

[keep-them-safe.livejournal.com]

Not quite. Who're you?

[months of training have taught her how to slam her mental walls into place to block people out of her head]

And don't pick through my head like that. Ever.

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

My apologies, my name is Charles Xavier and I'm looking for a friend of mine.

[open-flame.livejournal.com]

Liz is making her way down the hallway briskly as she picks up that little twitch. She knows it's not for her, but the name makes her pause. She's still wearing a turtleneck dress despite the heat due to the angry mark on her neck Erik caused.

She spies the man and shouts down the hall to him. "Hey!" Liz doesn't like people snooping where they shouldn't unless she told them to do it in the first play. Just to be safe, Liz pulls her guns off her belt, all her jewelry off (with the customary look of dispair as she pull of her wedding band) and anything else metal. It's clearly visible to the man that she did this before she walks closer to him. "Who wants to know about him, anyway?"

[true-focus.livejournal.com]

Charles really didn't like guns and to be in this place and have this woman here with them blazing put him off somewhat, he wondered what kind of people his friend had gotten mixed up with. While Erik did say they were decent people, that had yet to be seen.

"Miss please lower your weapons, I am not the enemy. My name is Professor Charles Xavier and Erik is my friend, I wish to see him."