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[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

Having a bit of trouble sleeping?

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[malesiren.livejournal.com]

He blinked up at the voice from his perch on the back steps, guitar in his lap. A small smile followed, "A little. New surroundings, that's all."

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

"I can imagine," He nods gently, leaning back in his chair. He made nightly rounds, looking for kids who had roamed out of their rooms-- most had problems adjusting-- he understood this.

/is stalking you like a ninja

[notmagnetoyet.livejournal.com]

I'd offer you some warm milk but I haven't any milk. [ Shrugs. ]

/Fweeee ♥

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ That just makes him laugh, he's not sure why. Of course he's fine with that because he hasn't bothered to remove himself from the borrowed blanket yet. ] Thanks anyway?

IM BACK :D <3

[drlehnsherr.livejournal.com]

Hmm. And you are too, I expect. [He stands at the living room door, posture terse and unable to stop himself from fidgeting.]

Hello, Charles.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! ♥♥♥♥ FOR REAL?

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ His eyes flicker up from the book that's well worn and more than a bit bent, he folds it and lays it against his lap. ]

Admittedly, I am.

[trickyfire.livejournal.com]

[She looks up from her drawing at the familiar voice and smiles a bit. It's begining to be a little ridiculous how often she runs into him in the middle of the night.]

I always have trouble sleeping.

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He nods gently, a understanding smile spreading his lips. He obviously had the same troubles, as he found her more often than not in his nightly roaming of the manor. ]

Do you know why?

[e4e5nf3nc6nc3nf6]

[What? There's a no sneaking into the kitchen after a certain hour rule?]

No more than usual.

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ Raising an eyebrow, but he doesn't move from his position propped in the doorway, ]

Noisier than usual.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*caught! again! and he thought this was a big place*

Just thirsty, I guess. *this is a terrible lie*

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ It is a big place, but Xavier's pretty well versed in what noises occur regularly at night. ]

Would you like some milk then? [ He offers a smile and gestures toward the kitchen. ]

[habitformed.livejournal.com]

[ Gideon (or as he's been nicknamed for obvious reasons, Mouse) shuffles in the darkened doorway, his hands pulled deep into his sleeves. He fiddles with the excess as he shrugs out a maybe. (Mouse has never been the most talkative of kids his age; in fact, he gives new meaning to the word 'quiet'.)

With a finger, he points at Xavier.

You? ]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He looks down at his fingers before back to him, ] I find if I wander around in the evening I'll come across a stray student or two.

[smash-stuff.livejournal.com]

Just a little insomnia s'all... [sometimes there's just too much stuff going on in his head to sleep]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

That's unfortunate. [ He offers a soft smile, ] Could I interest you in some tea, perhaps?

[spintosurvive.livejournal.com]

[She starts, turning around to look at him from where she's been standing at the window of the room she's been staying in at the mansion, looking for all intents and purposes about to attack. Once she recognizes him, though, she relaxes and manages a sheepish smile despite the tension and the weariness still present in her posture.]

A little.

[Her mind could probably offer an insight as to why, if he's listening, since underneath her incessant litany of curses that she's disturbed him, there's the lingering recollection of a nightmare. Then again, it's perfectly possible that her screams while having the nightmare were what brought him here in the first place.]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

Would you like some tea? [ He's in no hurry to dive into her sleeping troubles, that never got them to react well. Instead he lifts the tray in his arms and nodding his head down toward one of the two cups. ]

[the-manliest.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what you're talking about. [ Says the man holding a glass of water and a plate with two sandwiches piled on. ]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

No? You've just decided to raid the kitchen in the middle of the night... because?

[thehumanparrot]

[Beth Ann doesn't normally sit in bars late at night by herself, but here she is. After two beers, she's hoping she won't have trouble sleeping, but obviously the dark circles under her eyes have given her away and she smiles.]

That obvious?

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

You do look quite worn, if I do say so myself. [ He murmurs as politely as he can manage, his own beer in hand. ] I find it's rather obvious with lovely women as they don't tend to look quite content without proper sleep.

[takethegamble.livejournal.com]

[Gambit glances over his shoulder and then turns, taking a drag from a cigarette and leaning back against the balcony with elbows.] Nah. Me and sleep just don't never get along dat well.

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He furrows his brow at the smoking-- but at least he wasn't doing it inside, which Charles was thankful for. Stepping out into the colder night air he pockets his hands. ]

Why is that, do you think?

[fuck-mars.livejournal.com]

Yeah... ButI am fine.

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

You don't seem so fine, if I say so myself.

[hasmajorissues.livejournal.com]

A.. are you asking me? (The sound of other students thoughts going through his mind.)

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello's eyes go wide and he spins around to face Charles. Why would he say that? What does he know? Mello's ever present paranoia intensifies. His mind is difficult to read, even if he is a baseline human. Mello is an incredibly guarded person and years of secrets and lies have toughened his mental guards, an unintended bonus as telepaths don't exist in his world]

Why would you say that?!

[But yes, he has had trouble sleeping.]

Sorry for being slow-- School's a killer. :|

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

You simply looked like someone who had a bit of trouble sleeping. [ That's the best answer he's going to give, hands pocketed and a polite smile gracing his features-- as if the panic didn't faze his disposition. ]

[magnetic-legacy.livejournal.com]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

Am I not allowed to be awake? [ A bit of amusement bubbles under his tone, even though he does generally look a bit tired. Settled awkwardly at the table, a copy of The Once and Future King half tucked into his lap and paperwork scattered around in front of him. ]

[redhotsummers.livejournal.com]

[Alex shrugs, staring down into his mug of coffee instead of at Charles.]

Yeah.

[He isn't ever one for saying a lot. But the nightmares are always there. Now worse for the incident with Darwin. He has been thinking about going down to the bunker(his favorite way to exhaust himself to the point of dreamless sleep), but Alex sense that they'll be a 'talk' now, instead.]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ Fortunately his motives are rather apparent, especially when he settles at the next chair over with his cup of tea in hand-- he was a bit sloshed after the last, far too long chess match and needed some sort of stimulant to get back to paperwork in the late evening. Not that he minded settling in and talking with Alex, the boy was always a bit quiet when he wasn't doing his best to be abrasive. ]

You know, there's no shame in being upset, don't you?

[malesiren.livejournal.com]

He blinked up at the voice from his perch on the back steps, guitar in his lap. A small smile followed, "A little. New surroundings, that's all."

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

"I can imagine," He nods gently, leaning back in his chair. He made nightly rounds, looking for kids who had roamed out of their rooms-- most had problems adjusting-- he understood this.

/is stalking you like a ninja

[notmagnetoyet.livejournal.com]

I'd offer you some warm milk but I haven't any milk. [ Shrugs. ]

/Fweeee ♥

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ That just makes him laugh, he's not sure why. Of course he's fine with that because he hasn't bothered to remove himself from the borrowed blanket yet. ] Thanks anyway?

IM BACK :D <3

[drlehnsherr.livejournal.com]

Hmm. And you are too, I expect. [He stands at the living room door, posture terse and unable to stop himself from fidgeting.]

Hello, Charles.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! ♥♥♥♥ FOR REAL?

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ His eyes flicker up from the book that's well worn and more than a bit bent, he folds it and lays it against his lap. ]

Admittedly, I am.

[trickyfire.livejournal.com]

[She looks up from her drawing at the familiar voice and smiles a bit. It's begining to be a little ridiculous how often she runs into him in the middle of the night.]

I always have trouble sleeping.

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He nods gently, a understanding smile spreading his lips. He obviously had the same troubles, as he found her more often than not in his nightly roaming of the manor. ]

Do you know why?

[e4e5nf3nc6nc3nf6]

[What? There's a no sneaking into the kitchen after a certain hour rule?]

No more than usual.

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ Raising an eyebrow, but he doesn't move from his position propped in the doorway, ]

Noisier than usual.

[halfthemistake.livejournal.com]

*caught! again! and he thought this was a big place*

Just thirsty, I guess. *this is a terrible lie*

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ It is a big place, but Xavier's pretty well versed in what noises occur regularly at night. ]

Would you like some milk then? [ He offers a smile and gestures toward the kitchen. ]

[habitformed.livejournal.com]

[ Gideon (or as he's been nicknamed for obvious reasons, Mouse) shuffles in the darkened doorway, his hands pulled deep into his sleeves. He fiddles with the excess as he shrugs out a maybe. (Mouse has never been the most talkative of kids his age; in fact, he gives new meaning to the word 'quiet'.)

With a finger, he points at Xavier.

You? ]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

[ He looks down at his fingers before back to him, ] I find if I wander around in the evening I'll come across a stray student or two.

[smash-stuff.livejournal.com]

Just a little insomnia s'all... [sometimes there's just too much stuff going on in his head to sleep]

[butwedonot.livejournal.com]

That's unfortunate. [ He offers a soft smile, ] Could I interest you in some tea, perhaps?