Open; On-Going

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Characters: Charles Xavier and everyone ever?
Setting: Dorm level 2, around the halls.
Format: Prose, but I'll match brackets as well if anyone prefers it!
Summary: Charles has just woken up not too long ago and is confused and trying to figure things out. Stairs. Stairs defeat him.
Warnings: PG for confused telepath.

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[thursdaywings]

Castiel felt an unfamiliar telepathic thought brush against his mind, a first in a long time. He was cut off from angel radio for so long, he had forgotten what it was like to have a constant presence in his mind.

Seeking out the source, he appeared behind the man in a soft flutter of wings, looking down at him curiously.

"Were you the one who touched my mind?"

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He's so focused on how to get down the stairs that he doesn't realize there is someone behind him until they speak. Startled, Charles looks back, trying to stifle the jolt of shock that had run through him.

"Ah," Wings? Charles will gawk for a moment before realizing he'd been asked a question, "I'm sorry I... just woke up, arrived... I'm trying to get my barrings." He sounds a bit confused if not lost at everything going on right now. Was this man a mutant as well?

"I apologize for the intrusion at any rate." And he'll turn his chair a little, so he can look at the other man a bit easier. Craning his head back to look at him was starting to hurt his neck.

"... do you know what is going on here exactly?"

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"No one knows," Castiel replied, ignoring the shocked look on the other's face. "We are being kept here because our world is destroyed, but I don't believe that it's true."

The angel continued staring curiously at him, head tilted slightly as he repeated his question. "Were you the one who touched my mind?"

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And he'll just take in that bit of information, which confirms the letter while denying it's truthfulness at the same time.

"Would it be in poor taste if I did?" Touch his mind that is.

[thursdaywings]

This human being in the wheelchair is psychic, at least, that's what Castiel gets from the mind-touch. Having been cut off from his brethren, another presence in his mind, even if it's from a psychic human, is welcoming, as long as he didn't request to see the angel's true form.

"No." Then, after an awkward pause, "I am Castiel."

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"I meant no real intrusion at any rate, that I can assure you." He'll assure, Castiel. He's relieved that the other is so pleasant, and seems rather friendly. He'll offer his hand in greeting.

"Charles Xaiver." And he ponder his words previously before asking, "And you mentioned you don't believe that our world was destroyed, is there a reason for that? Beyond this being a rather strange situation to wake up in as is?" Charles didn't fully believe it himself, he wanted proof, but still, even the idea that it might be true made his stomach turn.

... I can't brain angel forsomereason ;;

[thursdaywings]

Looking down at the offered hand, Castiel took a moment before he grasped Charles' hand in both his own. "There is no intrusion."

Letting go, the angel continued on. "The Apocalypse. It will be stopped."

/pat pat it's okay sometimes I can't brain telepath

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Both hands hm? It was more than he expected for a greeting, but it was nice.

"The what-?" Now that was definitely a strange turn of conversation. Castiel seemed serious too, which made Charles have to ask about it of course.

"I didn't realize there was one on the way. So while you're sure that our world is still intact, you are certain there is an Apocalypse coming?" Splendid.

I'd take rambling over social awkwardness anytime.

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"Lilith is breaking the Seals to release Lucifer from Hell," the angel explained, all seriousness etched into his very being. "My brother must be stopped."

Oh our muses.

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"Lucifer... so then you're saying your an angel?" Not a mutant? It was getting difficult to tell honestly. He learned something new every day, if not every second here.

...which makes me itch for a body/personality switch event. XD

[thursdaywings]

"Yes. I am an angel of the Lord. Though I will dissuade you from requesting to look upon my true form."

It would be amusing ;3

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"Curiosity or not, I can respect that." Charles will nod, but telling someone not to ask to see that just makes them want to see it more, Castiel. Shame on you.

"... so then... is Heaven some sort of realm not of Earth? Why would these saviors of ours in this place bring you here? If there is any truth to my question that is."

very amusing

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Castiel tilted his head just slightly, staring down into blue eyes with his own bright ones. "Heaven is a part of the universe. I don't know why they took me here."

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"How odd... there must be some reason then. If there technically is no Earth anymore, perhaps they figured you would be useful here." Charles tries to bring sense into all of this. It's a nice try, Charles.

"That is if the note has an ounce of truth to it, and as you've stated it is difficult to take it at face value." Hm. And he'll tap on his own collar, looking at Castiel's.

"Though collaring us like animals certainly doesn't help their case."

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"I have investigated, but as of now I don't know why they brought us here." Castiel doesn't break the eye contact, never blinking. "Not only humans were brought here; other manners of lifeforms such as trolls and nations are in this tower."

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And Charles will give the angel an incredulous look. Never mind that he's speaking with an angel so he should be able to suspend his belief for whatever he's told right now, but...

"Trolls and nations? What do you mean by 'nations' exactly?"