So a man in a wheelchair goes into a bar--

[groovy_mutation]

Who; Charles Xavier and Gambit
What; Two mutants talking about alternate universes and all that jazz.
Where; Charles' abode
When; Sunday (28th), backdated to a few days after Charles arrives in the Underworld, before Erik arrives.
Rating; PG, just chit chatting.
Status; Closed, Ongoing

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[playsforkeeps]

After having seen a man so like him in his own world so recently after years of no contact, of believe Xavier to be dead of all things, to come here and meet a Professor from another reality...that more than anything had thrown him, and there weren't many things capable of that anymore. He had his own questions for the Professor, such as what things were like in his world, why he seemed so surprised Mystique hated him for another.

He went to the location the Prof had mentioned, knocking gently but letting himself in also. It was a habit from long ago, when the Prof was in a wheelchair, and apparently old habits die hard.

"Professor? You around, homme?"

[groovy_mutation]

At the voice he looks towards it, turning his chair as he rolls on over into the kitchen area, where the entrance to the house is. He'll offer a welcoming smile and look up at the other man.

"I am very much around, yes. Welcome, Gambit, I hope you didn't have trouble finding the place?" And it would still take some time getting used to being called professor so much, but he didn't dislike it.

"Come sit if you like." he'll motion into the living room area, before turning his chair just a bit towards it, waiting to see what the other would prefer to do.

[playsforkeeps]

"Ain't many places dat can hide from Gambit, Prof." He nodded his own greeting and pulled off his coat, draping it across the back of the sofa as he approached. "Don't mind if I do."

He took a seat, leaning back on the sofa and propping up his boots on the small table before it, crossing his arms behind his head.

[groovy_mutation]

"I'm not sure if you're joking or being serious." He'll say honestly, but look amused none the less. And he'll frown a little at the feet up on the table, but not say anything regarding it.

"Now while I understand telling me some things might not be wise, regarding my future, or... possible future, I must say I am quite interested in anything you would wish to tell me." And he'll fold his hands in his lap, observing the other mutant.

"Or perhaps you have questions for me?"