ataraxion | 001 ♕ Video ⊗ "The Best thing for being sad is to learn something."

[ The feed begins with a tired but kindly looking countenance splayed across Charles' features. The faintest crook at the corner of his mouth and the lift of one inquisitive brow. It's taken him a bit to learn to make a broadcast of his own, but fortunately he's adept enough to make a quick study. He addresses those whom might, or might not be viewing, directly. ]

Hello, Charles Xavier-- I've just arrived, amongst a few others I assume, and have two requests:

First, I've been alerted to the basic information of my situation and that of this ship, as it were; though I find it a bit... lacking. If anyone can provide me with more information I would be grateful. I've discovered a few things in a simple assessment of what I've seen thus far through these telecommunication based devices-- and of course in simple observance of the parts of the ship I've seen-- however nothing near a proper assessment of the current status of the ship and those aboard it.

Secondly, I've a request of a more personal nature-- more akin to a favor if you will--. As it stands my mobility is a bit challenged with the chair I've been provided; and it's inclined to make a horrid squeaking noise. [ He winces a bit at the recollection. ] Which, even on it's own, is quite impressive and entirely irritating. Essentially, I need a grease or lubricant of some sort. I've not got much to offer in return, unless you're fond of a glass of scotch.

[ He folds his hands at his waist leaning back a bit, ] Anyhow, excuse the intrusion, thank you for the moment of your time.

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[ Alex moves from inspecting the various things in Charles room to peering over his shoulder at the comm device he'd just been talking into curiously. ]

I can go look for stuff if you need me to.

[ He offers a bit of a smile toward Alex, as helpful as he's been already and good intentioned Charles would rather not have either of them wandering around the sip just yet. It's far easier once one can gauge the others whom they're currently interned. ]

Perhaps if it has to be done, but for now I'm not sure that's entirely wise. [ A beat, ] But thank you Alex.

[ It makes sense, though Alex thinks he could probably handle it on his own (spoilers: Alex thinks he can handle everything on his own), but he nods, sitting back on one of the beds. ]

Haven't seen Sean or Hank. [ He pauses for a second, glancing around. ] You think they made it, or... [ There are a million other 'or's there and none of them seem very good to Alex right now. ]

Or perhaps they're still at home. [ He doesn't care to take the other route of thought. Can't let himself show that kind of worry because his first concern has to be those present and then finding the missing students secondary. They couldn't both sit and worry for the other students right now; as much as he wanted to, he would keep it together for Alex, if not for himself. ]

We don't know what's happened yet-- so one can only hope for the best.

Yeah. Maybe. [ He'll go with that for now. No use in worrying over what you don't know, doubtful as Alex finds it. He gets restless, perhaps a byproduct of too much energy or just nerves from the whole affair, but raises from the bed to continue going around the room, inspecting things. ]

I'll go with you if you wanna look around later. [ He is a little bit itching to explore the ship. It's a spaceship, after all, and Alex isn't really a fan of not knowing what all is around him. Still, they shouldn't wander alone and he suspects Charles would want to gain some familiarity with it as well. ]

I think that might be a good idea. [ He turns and offers a smile to Alex, leaning back in his chair and attempting not to move around too much in order to stop the annoying squeak of his chair. ] Once we've got some oil for this I think an exploration would be delightful. I'm curious what sort of people there are here-- perhaps we'll be able to find a better assessment of the crew or something akin to that. He's still trying to sort himself after the confrontation earlier, ]

Alex-- I genuinely don't remember anything between then... and now.

[ His jaw tightens a little at that. It's not fun being the farthest back one, but... ] Not much to miss. We got you home. Moira left.

[ There's a pause and he swallows, glancing away. ] ...Erik didn't come back. [ And that's really all there is to say, aside from some installation of handicapped ramps beginning. ]

Ah. [ There is a quiet moment on his part, a small undercurrent of hurt in his words before he pushes a smile and turns his attention back to Alex from the arm of his chair. ] I can't say I'm surprised, really. I guess I'm lucky to have the lot of you to put up with me, hm? [ And it's meant to be fond, because Charles really does enjoy having Alex and the others around-- even if he's not able to portray his usual enthusiasm about it. ]

Fuddy duddy old man.

[ Even though it's said fondly, Alex catches the hurt and he knows how Charles feels about needing help to get around, thinking he's a burden or something. ] You're like family, Charles. [ It's stated plainly and honestly - he's done more for them than anyone else ever has. ]

We're just as lucky to have you.

[ A ghost of a smile touches his lips, as comforted by the idea of family as he's bothered by it. Still, there's little to be done about the past and Charles tries not to dwell on it for too long-- at least not while Alex is here. He can do that while he's alone. No point in wasting his time, or Alex's, with things that can't be changed. ]

Thank you, Alex.

Don't need to thank me. Just honesty. [ He shrugs, but lets it drop, raising from the mattress to stretch his back and glance towards the room door. ]

Gonna see if the room next door's taken. [ So he can be here if you need him. But not be all up in your face at all hours, because we all know how awkward that would be. But Alex isn't quite ready to be far from Charles - he'll say that's for looking over him with Erik around, but a good part of it is his own want to cling. But we don't talk about that. ]

Good idea. [ Charles is more than alright with having Alex nearby. He's got faith in him, of course, always has-- but that doesn't override the need to worry. Not to mention the fact they are in an unusual place with no idea how they got there or how to get home. It's best they stick together, that much he's sure of. ]

Call if you need me. [ And he'll just teeter off to the next room and leave Charles to his business. He'll be back later, etc. ]

001 ♕ Video ⊗ "The Best thing for being sad is to learn something."

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