[continuations with tiny!Charles]

[mind_over_metal]

[so short and tiny and cute etc.]

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[mind_over_metal]

*rolls over onto his back, hugging the book tightly to his chest with both arms -- and looks up at Erik, a little surprised in turn, before bursting into a grin back at him*

[godwinner]

What're you going to do with it now that you've caught it?

[mind_over_metal]

*apparently, he could smile even more brightly than that*

Keep it. For a while, at least. It's a library book, I can only borrow it.

[godwinner]

It won't let you read it.

[mind_over_metal]

It's alive. There's more to it than just reading it. Besides, maybe it will let me, eventually.

[godwinner]

I suppose you could try being nice to it.

[mind_over_metal]

*one arm loosening enough so that he can rub his hand soothingly over the book's back cover, like he's stroking a cat*

Well, I'm not going to be mean to it, whether I can read it or not.

[godwinner]

It might not make a difference either way. You don't know that it's truly alive.

[mind_over_metal]

Does it really matter?

[godwinner]

...how do you intend to keep it under control while you have it? I doubt it'd survive an encounter with Leto.

[mind_over_metal]

I'll figure something out.

[godwinner]

If you insist.

[mind_over_metal]

*clambers onto his feet, his one arm still wrapped snugly around the book and scooping up the sex manual from where it had been dropped with the other*

So why are you on top of their cabin?

[godwinner]

[ matter-of-factly ]

There's a robot called a Sentinel there that's designed to kill mutants.

[mind_over_metal]

Who put it there?

[godwinner]

Whoever or whatever makes these things happen here. The same thing that made you like this, I think. But it comes from our world.

[mind_over_metal]

*and as logic finishes constructing a new thought from the information that he'd been given...*

Why are you out with it? You're a mutant, too.

[godwinner]

[ with his expression slightly pained ]

Wouldn't you rather know why it exists?

[mind_over_metal]

I'd rather you answered my question.

[godwinner]

[ a very deliberate pause before he speaks ]

You don't need to worry about me, Charles.

[mind_over_metal]

Why not?

[godwinner]

For one thing, I've a unique advantage over robots.

[ he moves his hand toward a pocket but doesn't actually reach inside -- instead three ball bearings float out, one by one, and he turns his palm up as they begin to spin in a circle above it. ]

[mind_over_metal]

*there are no words, only complete enchantment*

[godwinner]

[ just smiles and watches him ]

[mind_over_metal]

*watching intently, though not just concentrating on the things that he's seeing with his eyes*

So is it... metal things? Or... that's not exactly it...