cleaning up [open]

[looking_forhope]

[Place a couple of days after his "nap"]

Charles let out a deep sigh, looked at it one last time and then shook his head sadly. There would be such an emptiness there now. But, he had memories of it to fall back on. Ones that he'd hold near and dear to his heart.

"Alright, time to go." he said and stepped forward. He pushed his hand through the dead

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[prefers_magneto]

Erik saw something drop past the library window. He got up and looked down. It was a very dead pinetree.

He rolled his eyes and grabbed his leather jacket and his gloves, then ventured outside himself.

"Are you seriously intending on dragging that thing across the grounds by yourself?"

[looking_forhope]

Charles looked over his shoulder as he slipped his gloves on. Before picking it up, he glanced back down at the nearly bare skeleton of the tree and shrugged.

"It's really not all that heavy." he remarked with a shrug as he bent down to take hold of it.

[prefers_magneto]

"That's because half of it in on the floor in your room," Erik replied dryly, picking up the other end.

"Honestly, Charles, do you call this 'taking it easy'?"

[looking_forhope]

"That will be the next task." he chuckled. "Doctor Smith said some light exercise would be just fine. As long as I rest afterwards. Which I will do."

And he'd behaved as far as that went.