Professor Charles Xavier (
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[continuations with tiny!Charles]
[so short and tiny and cute etc.]
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mind_over_metal
2011-11-07 02:21 pm (UTC)
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*mulishly. and swaying slightly.*
M'fine.
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godwinner
2011-11-07 11:31 pm (UTC)
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[ good thing he's still got his arm ]
Mm hm.
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mind_over_metal
2011-11-08 12:36 am (UTC)
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*it really, really is. because he's looking pretty damn out of it.*
Just... little tired.
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godwinner
2011-11-08 12:45 am (UTC)
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[ juuust gonna draw you a little closer ]
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mind_over_metal
2011-11-08 12:53 am (UTC)
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*it's like I'm so tired that I've forgotten to be angry with you :< *
Are we going to get our real clothes back when we leave?
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godwinner
2011-11-08 01:07 am (UTC)
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I certainly hope not.
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mind_over_metal
2011-11-08 01:13 am (UTC)
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...but...
*looking down at his own outfit with some dismay, his eyes flickering ever-so-briefly to his own bare arms*
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godwinner
2011-11-08 01:24 am (UTC)
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[ follows Charles' gaze, his expression going a little dark again, then lets him go to reach up and undo his cape ]
Just until you get a change of clothes.
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mind_over_metal
2011-11-08 01:33 am (UTC)
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...thank you.
*his voice is firm but he's not quite making eye contact again*
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godwinner
2011-11-08 01:49 am (UTC)
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[ swirls the cape around him and fastens it ]
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mind_over_metal
2011-11-08 01:55 am (UTC)
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*looks down at the cape now draped around him... then up at Erik....
...and
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laughs in a way that's totally not a giggle. it's almost immediate, a certain boldness returning to him, now that he's covered back up.*
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M'fine.
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Mm hm.
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Just... little tired.
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Are we going to get our real clothes back when we leave?
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*looking down at his own outfit with some dismay, his eyes flickering ever-so-briefly to his own bare arms*
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Just until you get a change of clothes.
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*his voice is firm but he's not quite making eye contact again*
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...and
giggleslaughs in a way that's totally not a giggle. it's almost immediate, a certain boldness returning to him, now that he's covered back up.*