[OPEN]

[cerebral]

Who: Charles Xavier & you.
What: Open post. Feel free to throw your characters at him.
Where: Mog Hill & Mafaton or somewhere in the central area of the city that your character is likely to bump into him.
When: Veerdi afternoon and evening.
Notes: None.
Warnings:  None.

With no afternoon appointments and no one needing his immediate help at the Glory Shada (he is a counselor, after all, and they tend to keep more regular hours), Charles decides to slip away from work early in order to window shop around the city. It's mostly to look at furniture and other essential household items, although bookshops and strange trinkets inevitably end up catching his eye. Every so often he can be seen in shops, snapping pictures on his CiD, enquiring after prices and how long someone will be able to keep a reservation. Occasionally he'll wander into a cafe for coffee or tea on the go, more to warm up on a chilly Ruundary than anything else.

While walking, he lets his mind idle around, picking up and sifting through passing thoughts as he goes. Despite some friendly warnings to be cautious and his own recent encounters with the unforeseen forces of Baedal, he really can't help himself at times.

Comments

[joiedeviolet]

"I didn't do anything." It should be a lot easier to lie to a mindreader. Of course, lying to Professor X should feel like lying to your oldest favorite aunt who is on her deathbed and can go at any minute... no, not really, but it should feel pretty bad.

Kate is pretty terrible at outright lying anyway. She does a lot better with simple omission of facts, but regular lying shows right on her face. Those red cheeks aren't just there for decoration.

[cerebral]

"Of course you didn't," which isn't said half as wryly as is due. "Anyhow, I didn't mean to intrude, but it's incredibly rude to ignore someone you know in public, even if it is only in passing acquaintance."

And he lifts his takeaway cup in a little salute. See? He's harmless (sort of. To Kate, anyway).

[joiedeviolet]

Well, hi then." Kate raises her hand in a return salute, still looking like she's been caught redhanded. Man, even if Charles couldn't read minds, her face tells everybody whats she's been doing.

"I was just reading..." She glances down at the book because she doesn't even remember which one she picked up. "...About the history of Italy." Yeah, sure.

[cerebral]

"Hm. Personal interest, or...?" Quick Kate, his nerdery is distracting him. Take this opportunity to divert the subject and run.

[joiedeviolet]

And run she will. "Personal interest. We were doing Italy in school before I left home."

This is not a lie. They were touching on Italy in World History, but granted that Kate hasn't seen a school in a couple years now, it's doubtfult she remembered actually having an interest.

[cerebral]

"Oh." And Charles actually sounds a little impressed, and dare we say it, pleased that someone would be so attentive towards their studies in spite of being abducted to a creepy magical city.

"I can't say it's my personal area of interest, although I do know a certain amount about key figures during the Renaissance." Although Charles' 'certain amount' is actually sort of a lot, go figure.

[joiedeviolet]

Don't get too pleased, Chuck. It's still a front.

"Oh, yeah, that's pretty cool," Kate replies, hesitant he's actually going to test her on these things. The book is shoved away even harder now. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you."

[cerebral]

He watches the book shoving bemusedly. "It's all right, I left my professor hat at home today." Even Charles needs his Friday/Veerdi evenings to unwind.

"I should let you get on with it, though." And he gives a little nod, which suggests he'll leave her in peace if needs be.

[joiedeviolet]

"All right. See you later."

Jeez. She might as well shove the poor man out of the cafe at the rate she's going.