𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 ( 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ) [ To say that this town was strange would be putting things quite mildly. Of course, the past few months of Charles' life were spent on the road searching for mutants. Whirlwinds, it seems, were becoming fairly commonplace in his day to day.
The house he woke up in offered no clues in how to leave, nor did the grounds. Heading out into the rest of the town seemed the next logical step after days of exhaustive searching. They were in the midst of training at his old family estate to go up against Shaw after the attack on the CIA. The last thing he needed was to be here.
His abilities were dampened somewhat. He couldn't figure out precisely how but now and then his head would start to ache if he pushed too hard or quickly. It was unbelievably frustrating. There were other moments reminiscent of when he first came into his powers when he would lose tenuous control and the cacophony of other minds would overwhelm him.
Unsure of what this day would bring, Charles chose to go to one of the diners and gather himself. Find the best course of action. It was during all that he began to notice the pigs wandering. After he sat down at a table to order, he witnessed the transformation of another patron. The waitress seemed nonplussed and cheerfully awaited his order as he tried to gather his wits: ] Just tea, I think.
[ After he's left alone, he slides out of the booth to investigate. It's a transformation unlike any he's seen thus far. Raven could mimic people, but---this is both amazing and disturbing at once.
Feel free to interrupt his trying to figure things out or be the once person in question.]
𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 ( 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. )
[ If anyone runs into Charles during the trek up the mountain, his pig is surprisingly well-behaved. Likely due to the fact that he's actively speaking to it and sending soothing, comforting thoughts between them. While he hasn't experienced this transformation, he doesn't need an active imagination to feel the panic and terror that comes along with it.
There's a fight between emotion, thought and reason versus animal instinct that is trying to bury it all. A particular sharp burst of panic causes him to wince and grimace, teeth set on edge. He nearly loses his grip on his unexpected charge. ]
I know, it's very frightening. Just focus on my voice. Calm your mind.
[ Are you a bystander or his current, wriggly charge? ]
𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝!
[ ooc: for if i missed anything. if you want to chat or plot hmu. this is dmitri brushing off the dust. oceanscolliding or my disco @ intention.#6804 ]
charles xavier. xmfc.
( 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. )
[ To say that this town was strange would be putting things quite mildly. Of course, the past few months of Charles' life were spent on the road searching for mutants. Whirlwinds, it seems, were becoming fairly commonplace in his day to day.
The house he woke up in offered no clues in how to leave, nor did the grounds. Heading out into the rest of the town seemed the next logical step after days of exhaustive searching. They were in the midst of training at his old family estate to go up against Shaw after the attack on the CIA. The last thing he needed was to be here.
His abilities were dampened somewhat. He couldn't figure out precisely how but now and then his head would start to ache if he pushed too hard or quickly. It was unbelievably frustrating. There were other moments reminiscent of when he first came into his powers when he would lose tenuous control and the cacophony of other minds would overwhelm him.
Unsure of what this day would bring, Charles chose to go to one of the diners and gather himself. Find the best course of action. It was during all that he began to notice the pigs wandering. After he sat down at a table to order, he witnessed the transformation of another patron. The waitress seemed nonplussed and cheerfully awaited his order as he tried to gather his wits: ] Just tea, I think.
[ After he's left alone, he slides out of the booth to investigate. It's a transformation unlike any he's seen thus far. Raven could mimic people, but---this is both amazing and disturbing at once.
Feel free to interrupt his trying to figure things out or be the once person in question.]
𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞
( 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. )
[ If anyone runs into Charles during the trek up the mountain, his pig is surprisingly well-behaved. Likely due to the fact that he's actively speaking to it and sending soothing, comforting thoughts between them. While he hasn't experienced this transformation, he doesn't need an active imagination to feel the panic and terror that comes along with it.
There's a fight between emotion, thought and reason versus animal instinct that is trying to bury it all. A particular sharp burst of panic causes him to wince and grimace, teeth set on edge. He nearly loses his grip on his unexpected charge. ]
I know, it's very frightening. Just focus on my voice. Calm your mind.
[ Are you a bystander or his current, wriggly charge? ]
𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝!
[ ooc: for if i missed anything. if you want to chat or plot hmu. this is dmitri brushing off the dust.