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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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Those ones won't be coming from people you like much, just a warning.

Half the ship wants my head on the platter, so I doubt this would be any different.

Oh, it's not that-- you'll just have to tap some unusual and nonrefundable channels.

The ever elusive Ward and Resnik, you mean? Or perhaps another friend of yours?

[ Yeah, he knows all about Smiley. ]

I don't hold with those two. [ there's the fainest edge of something feral to neal's sneer, at that. ] The second would be right, though.

What have you been doing then?

[ The sneer is evident, and the feral side is missing, though it doesn’t alter any of Erik’s skepticism when it comes to Neal. ]

Unless you’re bartering your life for information?

This and that.

[ he's still an aggravating douche; now he's just a more potentially dangerous seeming aggravating douche. ]

Oh, no. If death's on the table information isn't even an option, out there.

Looks like you're learning.

[ just a little too acerbic on erik's part, but he's always found humans to be incapable of making that decision. ]

Are you going to share with the class?

You were gone a good long while.

[ just shrugging. ]

That depends on the question.

What did you learn about the ship?

[ It's all he ever wants to know. ]

This and that.

[ no seriously dude why are you the way you are ]