(Untitled)

[releaseheart]

Who: Kinomoto Sakura (releaseheart) & Charles Xavier (arethebettermen)
What: Sakura's has reached her breaking point with Promenade.
Where: The beach.
When: Day
Warnings:  Sweetness and a child's tears.

Comments

[arethebettermen]

Charles had developed the habit of checking in on those he considered friends (or the ones he felt he needed to help) in the city. It wasn't the sort of checking up over the network or at their door, given the bit he was paralyzed. Instead he'd briefly touch their minds, just to make sure they were there, and quickly backing out before they would notice. It wasn't intrusive, more like a sonar with telepathy. There were exceptions to it, of course, but Sakura wasn't one of those.

He had worried about her but thought it best to leave her be and let work through her emotions by herself. Clearly, it had been a horrid idea, give as soon as he briefly touched her mind, he was taken back by the sheer amount of pain and an anguish that was coursing through the girl's mind and heart. It was actually staggering and left him dazed for the briefest second. The impressions of emotions fleeted through him, and he shut his eyes to try and keep himself composed. With everything going on with himself at the moment, he wasn't about to let Sakura feel

[releaseheart]

As endearingly airheaded Sakura can be at times, being able to recognize a supernatural element is one of abnormal fortes. She notices the tap, the oddity of it, and though she's unable to immediately detect what or who exactly is the cause, Sakura instinctively reaches out to touch her forehead. Her tears are momentarily interrupted as she attempts to figure out what had reached out to her. Had feeling the feeling come from her own mind?

What was that? I thought I heard my name...

Unfortunately, the interruption is all too brief, as starts to cry again, salty tracks smearing across her cheeks.

[arethebettermen]

He flinched at the feeling of tears. It was harder to block out feelings from the other person when he was connected to their minds. He took a deep breath again.

That's right. Charles paused, letting her adjust to the idea of another voice inside her mind. Most didn't react the best to it. It's Professor Xavier.

sob apologies for my typos in my last tag! D:

[releaseheart]

Sakura flushes red upon identifying the voice, and finds herself inevitably casting a quick glance, left to right. No one can be seen, meaning that this voice must truly belong to the Professor. Hastily, she tries to muffle her sobs, but only achieves the more pathetic effect of suppressing them into a series of mangled sniffles.

X- Xavier-san! I'm okay, I'm just-

Sakura's voice cracks with the last word as a sob breaks the thin veneer of her reassurance.

-- I want to go home.