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WHO: groovysexavier & manlytear.
WHERE: The porter room.
WHEN: Just now~!
WARNINGS: None as of now.
SUMMARY: Erik has just arrived and Charles is quite pleased to have his friend and companion back. He goes to retrieve him at his arrival location. And perhaps also to keep him from getting into arguments with squirrels.
FORMAT: Paragraphs, son.
Charles is quick as he enters the Porter room, just sure that is where his friend would be. He had an incredible amount of information to share with him, and he couldn't help but worry that his own state of... well, being overwhelmed, might also serve to overwhelm his friend. He told himself to think logically; to categorise all of the knowledge he'd gained and only share what was absolutely necessary at the present. He was thinking each event, each conversation he'd had with these new strangers he'd met, over in his head as he arrived in the room and stopped to look around.
Erik was of course quite tall, and would undoubtedly be wearing one of his turtlenecks -- he could not be that difficult to spot. Charles began to search around with curiosity piqued. He hadn't gotten much of a look at this place when he'd arrived on his own, as Raven had quickly whisked him away and started showing him everything there was to know. Charles easily opened his own mind then -- reaching out to read Erik's, to nudge him mentally and try to get his attention that way. A convenient homing beacon.
WHERE: The porter room.
WHEN: Just now~!
WARNINGS: None as of now.
SUMMARY: Erik has just arrived and Charles is quite pleased to have his friend and companion back. He goes to retrieve him at his arrival location. And perhaps also to keep him from getting into arguments with squirrels.
FORMAT: Paragraphs, son.
Charles is quick as he enters the Porter room, just sure that is where his friend would be. He had an incredible amount of information to share with him, and he couldn't help but worry that his own state of... well, being overwhelmed, might also serve to overwhelm his friend. He told himself to think logically; to categorise all of the knowledge he'd gained and only share what was absolutely necessary at the present. He was thinking each event, each conversation he'd had with these new strangers he'd met, over in his head as he arrived in the room and stopped to look around.
Erik was of course quite tall, and would undoubtedly be wearing one of his turtlenecks -- he could not be that difficult to spot. Charles began to search around with curiosity piqued. He hadn't gotten much of a look at this place when he'd arrived on his own, as Raven had quickly whisked him away and started showing him everything there was to know. Charles easily opened his own mind then -- reaching out to read Erik's, to nudge him mentally and try to get his attention that way. A convenient homing beacon.