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[helpmeguideit]

[ Charles turns on the device and it defaults to video. He has cleaned up, found his room, and slipped on the blue sweater he found in the locker. He has taken seat near a desk, where he has piled his belongings. He appears to be thinking, as the disorientation has worn off, but it seemed to be the time to ask questions. ]

I've gathered a bit of information about this place, but more can always be useful. How secure is this?

[ His expression softens and he smiles a bit. It's weird asking questions, but he has founded that his ability is not quite up to par with what it was at home. ]

I could use a better idea of the locations of this place outside of the passenger quarters. Is there a map of this place? I have not yet had a chance to explore this ship, but I would prefer to avoid getting lost if at all possible. [ He barely skips a beat before he continues. ] And is there a library?

[ He pauses for a moment, considering his next few questions. He really needs to talk to - well, people from home. Sort out what had happened completely. And be caught up on anything that he may be missing, since he is certain there is something. That is best left for private and one-on-one conversations, and he isn't certain how secure it is yet. ]

I think I will pick up a book, if they are here; however, I would prefer to know what people do here to occupy their time. Or what it is that needs to be done.

[ He reaches up to turn off the device. ]

I'm Charles Xavier, by the way, if you need to reach me.

[ ooc: Charles is on 008-095, and I am open to action if anyone would prefer. ]

Comments

[helpmeguideit]

I've managed to pick up some names. This network, at the least, appears to be good for that.

I thank you for confirming it, though.

[jurisimpudent]

Inasmuch as I confirmed anything; I would that I could give you a bit more information. Regardless.

Is it Mr. or Dr. Xavier?

[helpmeguideit]

Charles is fine...and preferred.

[jurisimpudent]

Forgive my impertinence, but it is very much not preferred on my end.

[helpmeguideit]

[ ...sigh. it makes him feel like an old fart. ]

Professor Xavier, then.

[jurisimpudent]

[Edgeworth nods with approval.]

Professor...Does that mean, then, that you are a teacher?

[helpmeguideit]

Yes. [ Sort of. ] I am a teacher.

[ Still feels odd to have anyone call him that, though. ]

[jurisimpudent]

Of what?

[helpmeguideit]

I teach what it is I know, of course. Genetics, and other hard sciences.

[ How to word this...because he was only a teacher in name, not officially. Although all of that time spent with the children...could easily call him a teacher. ]

I work with gifted children.

[jurisimpudent]

That might actually be very good news indeed, then. We've a few children on-board, and I wouldn't want them to stop learning merely because they've been brought to this place. Would you be willing to hold classes?

[helpmeguideit]

Of course, but I am not going to force it upon children. [ Not here. ] If they want it, I will offer it.

[jurisimpudent]

[Edgeworth's voice is, suddenly, quite irritable.]

Did I say anything about "forcing" it on them?

[helpmeguideit]

No, of course not. I will work with those who want it, of course.

[ Though he wondered here, if that was a priority. ]

[jurisimpudent]

[Which smooths over his ruffled feathers a bit.]

Good. That would be much appreciated. I'm sure there are others who would be able to teach the disciplines with which you're less familiar.

[helpmeguideit]

If you have anyone in mind, let me know. [ He can fake it if he doesn't know it well, at least. ]

[jurisimpudent]

Well. You're confident with what - science only? Science and math?

[helpmeguideit]

They are my strengths, but it simply depends on the level at which things need to be taught.

[jurisimpudent]

Then what would you be comfortable teaching at, say, the middle school level?

[helpmeguideit]

Most things. Maybe not history, depending on when people are from.