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[ Perhaps it a bit too late for this sort of conversation, but Erik necessitates its need anyway; the Tranquility has nearly always been a bastion for acceptance and tolerance, and the idea was constantly perpetuated throughout his previous stay here, something that deeply unsettled him. He's in a deserted room, particularly one that Alex Summers might be familiar with from their training sessions long ago, but his reason for being there is more along the need for silence. ]

For those of you who remember my face, I can assure you, you're not mistaken. [ He pauses for a moment, because while it needs to be said, it still angers him that he's back here. ] The ship has brought me back since then. For those of you who don't, [ welllllll. ] I expect we'll be acquaintances soon enough. [ But not really. ] In the meantime, you can call me Magneto. [ Except the fifty billion people that still call him Erik. ]

No doubt all the lectures have made it clear that the ship is not, in any way, safe, and this is hardly any different. I won't speak on false pretenses that unity is what matters, but my issue at hand is this: if you are non-human of any sort, vampires, werewolves, mutants, what have you, I urge you to seek solidarity only among your own kind. It is our strengths that will allow us to survive, our own inherited abilities, and we must use these to secure the ship against its ongoing threats.

We must defend ourselves by striking out towards the enemy and to an equal degree, protect the sections of the ship we have acquired. While the Security team has this under control, the ship's size makes this difficult. [ Considering Erik is on SEC, this is just asking for double protection. ] Your offense is our best defense.

PRIVATE » Alex Summers [ All that he gets is a ping to notice this, because the location should be familiar to him: its where Alex and he had trained a while ago and there are some things better discussed in person than over these. ]

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[ Erik, there's no crown for being King Asshole, but right now - he is pretty sure you'd have it. Charles does not want others involved in this conversation, so he locks it up. He does not look anything near impressed here, either. Definitely annoyed, he raises a single brow. ]

You're going to make yourself a target to humans and non-humans alike, Erik.

[ Nope. Totally not going to call you Magneto. ]

[ There are a number of ways Erik can react to Charles, but it's the commentary that truly irritates him; Erik shakes his head, a slight scoff at his words, as if he wasn't aware that he had a target painted on his back since the day he was born. It's not something worth lecturing Charles over, when the words reeked of ignorance. ]

It's nice to see you too, old friend. [ Perhaps spoken a bit scathingly, but after not seeing the telepath since the jump and Erik's arrival, the first thing he gets is an attempt at a lecture. ]

You speak as if I don't already know.

[ Doesn't have to be a mindreader to know that's b.s., Erik. Luckily he's already adjusted to the what-ifs and the possibilities of you returning, so he's making effort to not be angry. Annoyed, though, is not beyond him. ]

'Old friend'.

[ No question, just an observation. Their friendship had just barely fallen apart last he remembered - despite knowing his future. Those words, to Charles, implied that they were once friends long ago. ]

I know that you know, but you're making us just as large of targets as yourself. For someone wanting to cherish and protect mutant kind, you're not doing a good job playing its mouthpiece.

You're one to talk, Charles. [ He keeps the tone in mind, Charles' words, perhaps only because Charles is one of the few inclined to actually speak to him civilly, despite their issues that will continue to hound them forever. ]

We were targets since the day the CIA knew of us, and you'd rather we hide in the shadows?

[ Sometimes Erik is a good listener. Today is not one of those days. ]

[ You are a pain in the ass, Erik. That isn't the point he is making. He already knows the CIA was a massive mistake. ]

Yes, the CIA does, and that is why I know it isn't something to announce to the world. So I say it again - what are you helping by segregating us from humans?

I'm helping to ensure our survival, Charles.

[ He seethes through his words, because that's the statement he can only make for now. ]

You are not and you know how I feel about this, Erik. Strength is in our differences.

And so is our weakness. I know you prefer us all to pretend and get along, but suffice to say, that is not how things will go; in the end, every man will be for themselves.

Only if you allow that to be how you decide to live, Erik.

I decided my life since the day Shaw took me in and murdered my mother.

[ Enjoy that little admission, Charles. Because the look on Erik’s face is one of sheer defiance. ]

I know, Erik. But you make the choice from now how you live. Just because you start life this way doesn't mean you have to continue.

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