I'm too scared of what you think

[icanhashearth]

WHO: the House and Magneto
WHEN: Mid-morning on January 5th, backdated to shortly after this thread, after Lucifer leaves the House.
WHERE: At the House! /derp
SUMMARY: Magneto is a geek, the House likes praise. RAINBOWS AND SPARKLES ENSUE. Possibly literally, knowing House.
WARNINGS: Techlust? Seriously guys this is going to be clean, neat, and

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[makes_asteroids]

He'd finishing fixing Cerebra and gotten dressed before calling the House back to see if it was busy. He had AI's - though nothing this good - so that wasn't foreign to him. No, what was new was how advanced it was. That was what he wanted to see, just as much as how the House was built to begin with.

All in all, when he landed outside the property lines, he was almost bouncing on his toes in excitement.

[icanhashearth]

[The temperature is a little above freezing, so the deep ice on the exposed areas of the mountain is melting slowly, in trickling networks of rivulets on either side of the smooth path up to the door, which opens smoothly when he reaches it.]

[makes_asteroids]

[Despite the weather, he's dressed more for late spring, light sweater, midweight pants - boots are the only indication of the weather, and those mostly for keeping his feet dry. He walks calmly inside, glancing around.]

Hello House, it's nice to meet you personally.

[icanhashearth]

Hello, Michael! Should I use that? Or Dr. Xavier? I haven't really entertained all that often actually, the perils of being an antarctic refuge.

Would you like some pastries?

[A little drone scoots up, with a plate full of small, flaky, lightly toasted pastries in a variety of shapes - stars, ringed planets - crescent moons, stuffed with macerated, brandied, and flambéed berries (a mixture of a genetic cross of cherries and nectarines, a cultivar of sweet blackberries, and miniaturized peaches); almond and roasted hazelnut paste; and creamy, herb-laced goats' cheese, all artfully decorated with a maple-caramel glaze.]