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[This time when the data pad feed comes on, Charles is not sitting at his usual table in the library but rather he's at one of the tall library windows that looks out across the Coruscant night skyline. His expression is contemplative and it looks as if his mind is anywhere but with his body there in the library. For a long moment, he stands and ( Read more... )

[Logan was dead ( Read more... )

[This time the data pad snaps on with a bit more confidence, he's getting better at this, well marginally anyway. Despite dark circles under his eyes, the sort that any academic worth his salt ends up with when caught up in the thrill of a research project, Charles looks clear headed and for once he's not wearing a sweater, shirt sleeves rolled ( Read more... )

[The data feed flashes on and there is a sickening moment where it twists and turns before being righted about to flash the camera feed on the smiling countenance of one Charles Xavier.]

Did I figure this out … ah yes, yes I’d say I have. Excellent. Good even fellow [he pauses and then continues.] guests. When I arrived here, despite the ( Read more... )

[ So Erik's gotten the feed mostly figured out, no thanks to some large amount of time tinkering with the damn thing and Charles being unhelpful helpful with his constant use of it to talk to several of the new arrivals. He focuses the feed onto himself, sitting at a table in the Jedi library, Charles is behind him, rifling through an impressive ( Read more... )

[This is coming across as audio because there is no way in hell he's about to introduce himself in his underwear! So fellow users of the datapad, have a very educated sounding British accent speaking to you without any video to go along with it.]Uh, right then. I'm not entirely certain where I am, except in a very nice apartment, thank you for ( Read more... )