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[xprofessor]

I wonder if anyone here would care to assist me with an experiment.

All you need is your location, your mind, and perhaps two or three minutes of your time.

[ Xavier is testing the effective range of communicatory telepathy. He's currently in the harbor, northeast corner of BN, as far away from land as one can get without actually getting on a

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[eternityunseen]

[ Since this went so well last time... Is it tempting Fate if you ARE part-Fate?

Insert his address in text here. ]

Howdy, Professor.

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[xprofessor]

I assume there's no problem with me contacting you telepathically.

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[eternityunseen]

If it's anything like last time? Not at all.

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[xprofessor]

[A slight scoffing noise.

And then Charles goes quiet. He reaches out, searching for the trace of that mind, combing through the masses of people and feeling that the city produces.

He's just looking to brush the mind, at first.]

[writingmythesis]

[well, if it's for science...Romana is in the library, have an address for that]

[xprofessor]

[For science always, Romana.

Charles doesn't give a verbal confirmation, just shifts towards her mind. She's unique enough that it's easy to find, and he's not straining too badly at all.]

/So you are in range./

[writingmythesis]

[Romana's mind is still shielded as always, but she's left a channel open for communication, at least. She sounds curious when she replies.]

/Have you discovered anyone who isn't?/

[xprofessor]

/Not yet. But the city interferes.../

[omnomgoauld]

I would know what you intend to do before hand.

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[xprofessor]

Just brief and cursory telepathic contact, nothing more.

[locked]

[omnomgoauld]

In what capacity? Obviously one doesn't want you privy to their every thought.

[locked]

[xprofessor]

Hence 'cursory'. I only want to confirm that I can establish contact with range that encompasses the city.

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[inakoipond]

You need my mind? So, it's true. There are some men that love me for my mind and not just my good looks. [ Sarcasm is a go! ]

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[xprofessor]

I do ask that I be taken on a date or two before the conversation turns towards love.

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[inakoipond]

Only two? What, you the fall fast and hard type? [ And now he's just curious. ] I'm near the docks. Why do you need my mind? [ And good luck getting it. ]

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[xprofessor]

Not to put too fine a point on it, but a telepath always knows when they're going to fall in love.

[ He's casting his mind out, searching for thoughts and patterns. The first pass, he comes up dry, which is odd... he focuses more finely, and he catches something. A hollow, present feeling. ]

[voice]

[fixdpointintime]

In the sewers underneath the Magistrate's Tower.

What are we doing?

[voice]

[xprofessor]

Testing.

[ And he leaps out to Jack's mind almost trivially easily. ]

/You're too close; it's not a challenge./

[ A pause. ]

/Why are you in the sewers?/

[voice]

[fixdpointintime]

/Must be at least a little challenging if you don't already know./

[Yes, he's teasing Charles.]

/I was just... taking care of something./

[Actually, he'd been hunting something predatory and nasty, and now he's sitting on top of the corpse trying to figure out if he should just leave it or attempt to feed people with it while he waits for the bloody mess that used to be his leg to heal.]

[xprofessor]

/...heal? Just like that?/