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XMFC/A turn for the worse
Jun. 29th, 2014 10:32 pmSlowly, but surely, Darwin has become as much a part of everyday life at the school as the rest of Charles and Erik's little family. Whilst Charles still has the occasional grumble about the appropriateness of their old friend sharing a bedroom with Alex, he and the others have welcomed Darwin home as though he'd never been away. The others, too - those that had chosen Shaw's side -have been made welcome and offered a home and a job if they want them. Charles does not want fighting within mutant ranks, not when the real threat is from those not so highly evolved.
It's a Saturday morning, the school children fed and left to their homework and recreation in the grounds. With no pressing work to be done, Charles suggests a trip down to the swimming pool to Erik, which Scott of course then wants to do as well. Before they've made it as far as the pool, half the faculty seem to have decided that a morning's swim sounds like a good idea, and it's not long before the pool is full, laughter echoing around the tiles.
Charles has grown very fond of this pool, and swimming in general. Once he had conquered his initial anxieties about drowning, he's learnt that he doesn't need his legs to be a competent swimmer. The sense of independence that brings, along with the usual good effects of exercise, have led to him coming down to the pool with just Erik, or even sometimes alone, at least twice a week. Still, sometimes it's nice to have more company, and he enjoys the laughter and the splashing as much as he enjoys simply doing lengths.
Right now, Darwin is showing off his own ability to his friends, diving under the water and letting gills form along his throat, delighting his audience by swimming around beneath the surface for minutes at a time.
"Can I do that, too?" Scott asks.
"No, Scott," Charles is quick to respond. He doesn't want anybody drowning this morning.
It's a Saturday morning, the school children fed and left to their homework and recreation in the grounds. With no pressing work to be done, Charles suggests a trip down to the swimming pool to Erik, which Scott of course then wants to do as well. Before they've made it as far as the pool, half the faculty seem to have decided that a morning's swim sounds like a good idea, and it's not long before the pool is full, laughter echoing around the tiles.
Charles has grown very fond of this pool, and swimming in general. Once he had conquered his initial anxieties about drowning, he's learnt that he doesn't need his legs to be a competent swimmer. The sense of independence that brings, along with the usual good effects of exercise, have led to him coming down to the pool with just Erik, or even sometimes alone, at least twice a week. Still, sometimes it's nice to have more company, and he enjoys the laughter and the splashing as much as he enjoys simply doing lengths.
Right now, Darwin is showing off his own ability to his friends, diving under the water and letting gills form along his throat, delighting his audience by swimming around beneath the surface for minutes at a time.
"Can I do that, too?" Scott asks.
"No, Scott," Charles is quick to respond. He doesn't want anybody drowning this morning.
