[ He's surprised that Charles even caught the stray desire, but says very little about it, and even with his lack of facial expression, it's clear he doesn't mind. ] Somewhere below. I can feel it calling to me. It would be nice to rest there for a while.
[ Whatever retort he's planning on is lost the minute they're in the basement, drifting over to the power source without conscius though and drinking it up.
A peculiar contentment seems to wash over him, but now that's done with, he can at least concentrate on something over than finding it. ]
Very astute of you. *more amusement, followed by curiosity* I'm not sure myself, but as I gather it the residents have all woken up as these creatures. I've seen them once before, but as companion rather than this.
*he flips in a circle, holding his own feet, and Erik can feel a rush of joy from him*
[ If Erik could laugh, he would. Instead he just watches him from where he's hovering, feeding off the energy. ] What do I look like? I haven't found a mirror.
I think so. *another roll, and Charles teleports from one end of the room to the other, and he will deny this if brought up later, but that is the cutest giggle you have ever heard. Ever.*
[ He’s not sure how this looks, Charles’ pink body curled over his metal one. But he finds he doesn’t mind, is heartened by it in fact. The relaxation it brings is remarkable. ] Well, at least you’re enjoying yourself.
*Charles 'mew's in surprise at being caught, and his bubble turns a little bit more red as he rights himself in the air and turns to see Erik*
I, ah, didn't see you. *sheepish* Indeed, I am, actually. It's quite silly of me, I know.
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[ Erik's end of the link bubbles with amusement even as he floats serenly down the corridor, still focusing on finding that generator. ]
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Do you know where it is?
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[ A pause. ] That doesn't sound like me.
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Here, let me help.
*he swims over to Erik and settles on him, wrapping around him. There's a distortion of space and suddenly they're in the basement*
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A peculiar contentment seems to wash over him, but now that's done with, he can at least concentrate on something over than finding it. ]
You're a pink cat. [ A pause. ] What is going on?
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*he flips in a circle, holding his own feet, and Erik can feel a rush of joy from him*
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A Magnet. Well, there are worse things to be. Dryly, or as dry as a thing soaking up electricity could be. ] Fitting.
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Erik's going to hold that particularly memory for as long as he lives, he's sure. ] You're rather different like this.
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*he's going to teleport over you and settle on you again, Erik.*
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You don't look like you're having too bad a time yourself, my friend.
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