Charles Xavier and Tiwa-XMFC-at Oxford, Changeling OC-Barplace

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[hermit_of]

At the same time, not everyone in Milliways knows how to guard their thoughts - or even that there would be reason to.
A heady mix of elation and dread - or at least anticipation - might lead Charles' attention to a girl in the rafters. She's maybe eighteen, wearing all black, and very much keeping an eye out for someone (that's where the anticipation comes in).

[hermit_of]

Well, he could always come up. She doesn't feel much like surrendering her vantage point right now.
"I just want to be sure I get it."

[balancingminds]

Charles nods and eyes the rafter she's sitting on,

"I'm Charles and it sounds as if you're going to find a way to get it."

[hermit_of]

"Rosa. And I like to think I will, yes."
She prefers not to think about just how much she's following in her mother's footsteps. In that regard, she's just glad there was a Guild somewhere other than Bistort by the time she took an interest.

[balancingminds]

"Then I wish you good luck and I'm glad to listen and help if I can. My parents were always rather distant but around."

[hermit_of]

"Thank you."
It's not that her dad wasn't around, it's just that he was drunk nearly as long as Rosa can remember.

[balancingminds]

"You're welcome. I find Milliways intriguing for what people hope to get from it."