[Monday night]

[mind_over_metal]

[It's a dark October night in camp. All is quiet in the Cabin McAvoy.

Until a child starts screaming.]

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[goddamnemperor]

[ he appears in your bedroom under a second ]

Charles.

[mind_over_metal]

*the screaming stops with the new presence nearby, though the the ragged breathing is not entirely soundless, coming as it is from the pile of twisted up sheets with the pillow held tightly over what is presumably a head*

[goddamnemperor]

Charles Xavier. Focus on me. Look at me. I will give you the peace you want, but only if you reach for it.

Now. Look at me! [his voice is commanding, but not harsh]

[mind_over_metal]

*if it weren't for the way that he was a screaming pile of bedding just moments ago, the young face that emerges would look almost composed as he stares boldly but warily*

Who are you?