Island Getaway! (No, not ~that~ island)

[msmactaggy]

::makes an announcement to everyone (except Shaw, bc she's absolutely NOT inviting him) during morning training:: My family owns a small island off the North of Scotland. Its called Muir Island and its been uninhabited now for generations. I thought it would be nice for all of us to get away. And maybe do Charles' mind some good. Somewhere private

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[sharkneto]

*doesn't really know how he feels about there being a beach here*

This is... Nice.

[msmactaggy]

It's peaceful. And safe here. ...Are you okay Erik?

(ooc: Hitting the gym, bbs! Don't cure Charles w/o me ;P)

[sharkneto]

Yes, fine. Of course I'm fine.

(ooc: have fun!)

[msmactaggy]

::looks him over:: This isn't Cuba, Erik. I'm sorry. Perhaps the beach is still too sensitive. I hadn't thought... I thought North Scotland would be far enough removed from the tropics.

However, there's far more to this island than the beach. I hope you find it an enjoyable escape.

[sharkneto]

I'm perfectly fine, Moira, thank you. I know Cuba when I see it, and this is not it.

[msmactaggy]

Well good. Just making sure.

::goes quiet as an idea suddenly dawns on her::

...Erik. Just how far are you willing to go to get Charles back? And I'm saying this with the added fact that Shaw is now referring to him as his "bff"

[sharkneto]

*is secretly like this on the inside*

... Where are you going with this. As much as it pains me to watch him frolicking with Shaw, I won't have him being hurt, either.

[msmactaggy]

*would hug him, except she doesn't really do hugs, and he'd probably strangle her if she tried*

Hurt? No, Erik, I would never. ...Look. There's a rather radical therapy method the CIA used with witnesses who were repressing memories. Particularly traumatic ones. Along with those who suffered various mental defects. They would reenact the scene they were trying to get information on and often it would snap sense back into the witness. Its drastic, I know. But perhaps it'll do the same to Charles.

And maybe... maybe it would do us some good too. To reenact what happened in a safe environment. Where none of us are actually in danger. It might... get us past things.

Otherwise I'd suggest we make out in front of him and hope he snaps back into his old self to steal you back. But... not so sure if we want to go there.

[sharkneto]

Quite apart from Charles's issues, I... Moira, I don't know if I could. *trying so hard not to admit ALL THE FEELINGS*

[msmactaggy]

::starts flashing back to everything that happened on the beach and shudders:: Neither do I. But I don't know what else... ::bites her lip to prevent herself from tearing up:: I don't know what else to do and I worry - worry that if we don't act soon this may be permanent.

[sharkneto]

*would rather bloody kiss her than shoot Charles in the spine again even if it is pretend DDDDDD8* I lost Charles on a beach once, Moira, and I apologise, but I don't intend to do it again.

[msmactaggy]

No. Erik. I'd shoot blanks. I'd never - NEVER - put him in danger again. ...Or you. I just, feel so helpless right now. I cannot trust Emma in his head while its vulnerable like this. I'm sorry. At least we'd be in control here.

::coughs:: Or there's always the other idea.

[sharkneto]

*so awkward* Uh.

[msmactaggy]

::looks away, looking down at her feet and dragging shapes into the sand:: Right. My thoughts exactly.

[sharkneto]

What makes you think it would snap him out of it? *weighing up whether he's that desperate for charles to be sane again because this will be AWKWARD ABOUNDS*

[msmactaggy]

Because if he cares about you as much as I know he does, seeing you with me should be enough to snap him back to his old self. Either by sheer shock alone, or because he'll rediscover himself in an attempt to win you back.

::sighs, because this is not her forte:: Love has more power than reason can justify.