001 ♕Action ✖ BBS ♕ Library ✖ Office

[butwedonot]

 [ Rocking forward onto his toes, nimble fingers snag a book from one of the shelves and draw it down to tuck under his arm. It was easiest, most days, to find Professor Xavier in the library or in his office. As of late, more so the library, picking up new bits of information for the students and welcoming any questions that might need answering.

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slams into charles' office, no fucks given

[oxidantshappen]

[ Because Erik is totally an irresponsible teacher and doesn't care much for whether not his students pass (read: he's going to flunk them anyway), Charles' message only serves to provide him amusement and a reminder to check on his friend.

He catches Charles' in his office, reading a chess stratagem book of all things. Erik figures Charles has already sensed his presence and spoke up. ]

Still reeling from the loss I handed you the last time we played?

:O!

[butwedonot]

[ His head lifts once he's marked his spot in the book with that light blue bookmark, a gift from a student of his. A small amused smile crossing his lips, obviously unfazed by Erik's entrance or his comment. ]

Reeling? Hardly, but I figure there's always room to learn more, don't you think, Erik?

[oxidantshappen]

I'd say it depends on what you have yet to learn.

[ Without waiting for Charles to invite him in, he takes a seat opposite him, settling into the seat rather comfortably. ]

I hope you're not babying your students too much.

[butwedonot]

[ He scoffs, just faintly as he intertwines his fingers and settles them atop his closed book. ]

I'm not babying them, I'm encouraging them-- something you might want to look into, Erik. Positive reinforcement works wonders in comparison to negative.

[oxidantshappen]

[ He looks back at Charles, not amused in the slightest. ]

Sure it does. Until someone takes positive reinforcement too far and you can't differentiate between them. They should learn to be self sufficient.

[butwedonot]

Of course they should, and they will. Like I said, I'm not babying them. I'm a perfectly capable teacher and you know that so please spare me the semantics. [ He hums an amused note, not at all fazed by Erik's ire. ]

[oxidantshappen]

I wasn't suggesting you weren't a capable teacher, Charles. At least trust me that much.

[butwedonot]

[ He pauses and then he laughs softly, pushing a hand through his hair only to have it flop back into his face. ] I think I might be able to trust you, that much. [ There was a sly curve to his lips but he didn't say anything else on that subject. They were far too stubborn for their own good. ]

Still, I believe I'm well and prepared for our next match.

[oxidantshappen]

[ Erik smiles back just as thinly, at least he can afford to let his guard down just slightly in here. ]

How much of that book have you read if you think you can take me on already?

[ Now where's that chessboard? ]

[butwedonot]

You act as if you're so much better than I am. [ He snorted softly as he slid his papers down and into his briefcase. ]

If you were you wouldn't play me, no challenge in an easy win. [ The chessboard, however, is settled not too far off to the side atop a large medical text off to the side. ]

[oxidantshappen]

When it comes to chess, perhaps. [ Erik pulls the board over, placing it over another set of books on Charles' desk, a predatory grin tugging in his face. ]

I'm not playing you for the selfish victories; it's the conversations I'm after.

[butwedonot]

[ He rolls his eyes at Erik's nature but just rests his chin on his folded hands. He always ended up playing white so he didn't bother to reach for his pieces when Erik settled the board. ]

I'm glad to hear that, the feeling is mutual.

[oxidantshappen]

I have to admit, I'm surprised you're comfortable teaching here. It seems just as predatory and welcome as back at the CIA.

[ Erik isn't looking up, merely focusing on the board as intently as possible. ]

[butwedonot]

Well, Erik, it's not like we've got too much of a choice, hm? [ His tone is soft, a little pained but he keeps it as even as he can manage. ] No where to go, no way back home.

[oxidantshappen]

As much as I disapprove, it would be nice to have Hank's Cerebro here. It wouldn't hurt to find someone capable of getting us back.

[ He shifts uncomfortably in his seat. ]

Better than just sitting around and waiting for them to come to us.

[butwedonot]

I have to agree. [ He worries dearly for how things are going back home without the two of them there. How Raven and Moira were faring, the boys too. ]

I've been doing some research, but I just don't have Hanks mechanical knowledge, not entirely. But I'm hoping I can work something similar.