But ... where are all the books??
Characters: Arthur Pendragon supercilious and Charles Xavier excessivehubris open also to Merlin pratservant but otherwise CLOSED
Location: The Library
Planet: Coruscant
When: The day after this exchange so Friday the 14th.
What: Charles being a nerd and also trying to teach Arthur how to keep pesky mind readers at bay.
Rating: PG-13 for language I think.
As soon as he physically located the Great Library, Charles moved in, leaving only to eat -as his attempt to sneak a sandwich in had been met with firm disapproval- and occasionally return to his room to shower and get a bit of sleep. The datacards had taken a little getting used too he longed to see some sort of print or better yet written text. However, once he got the hang of the files, they certainly proved easier on his back, than trying to lug stacks of books from shelf to desk and back.
When he arrived that morning and by morning we mean some insane hour like four am, Charles had a mental note to himself that he was to meet Arthur at some point but the note faded as he dug back into the history of the Republic. Thus he was seated back in a quiet corner at a table with a small cache of datacards spread out across him and his datapad propped up so he could scroll through the information being displayed.
He’d actually managed to acquire a writing tool and surface, both of which he was putting to good use as he took copious notes. The subject matter was fascinating and more than a little concerning as well.
Given the pest he’d made of himself with the Keepers, Arthur would no doubt find himself easily pointed in Charles’s direction when he arrived.
Location: The Library
Planet: Coruscant
When: The day after this exchange so Friday the 14th.
What: Charles being a nerd and also trying to teach Arthur how to keep pesky mind readers at bay.
Rating: PG-13 for language I think.
As soon as he physically located the Great Library, Charles moved in, leaving only to eat -as his attempt to sneak a sandwich in had been met with firm disapproval- and occasionally return to his room to shower and get a bit of sleep. The datacards had taken a little getting used too he longed to see some sort of print or better yet written text. However, once he got the hang of the files, they certainly proved easier on his back, than trying to lug stacks of books from shelf to desk and back.
When he arrived that morning and by morning we mean some insane hour like four am, Charles had a mental note to himself that he was to meet Arthur at some point but the note faded as he dug back into the history of the Republic. Thus he was seated back in a quiet corner at a table with a small cache of datacards spread out across him and his datapad propped up so he could scroll through the information being displayed.
He’d actually managed to acquire a writing tool and surface, both of which he was putting to good use as he took copious notes. The subject matter was fascinating and more than a little concerning as well.
Given the pest he’d made of himself with the Keepers, Arthur would no doubt find himself easily pointed in Charles’s direction when he arrived.