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Prof. Charles Xavier ([personal profile] guideshapelead) wrote2016-07-13 08:53 pm

Rest and relaxation

Charles had kept Erik to his word, when he had promised a trip away once Alex had left them for his life as a soldier. It's what they both needed, to have some time away from the house and the responsibilities of running a school. It had been difficult, the morning they set off, leaving Scott behind, but they were not going to be gone long. Their little boy (though, really, not that little any more) had been acting out a lot recently, having lost his brother and started school, and maybe a bit of distance would be good for him as well.

Oxford was just as Charles remembered, though he had never appreciated in his past life just how frustrating the narrow, cobbled streets could be for a man bound to a wheelchair. After a frustrating morning trying to show Erik the sights of his adolescence in the cold and the drizzle, he finds himself wanting nothing more than an afternoon somewhere warm, dry and easily accessible.

"Tea at the hotel?" he suggests, trying not to be too grumpy in front of his lover. They are, after all, meant to be having fun.
diecastking: (worried)

[personal profile] diecastking 2016-10-11 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Erik stops, unable to process full what Hank is saying.

"Where is he?"
diecastking: (worried)

[personal profile] diecastking 2016-10-11 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fire," Erik says, remembering all too well the chaos Alex had left in his wake. "Like his brother."
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[personal profile] diecastking 2016-10-11 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Erik follows close behind him, taking in the ruin of the school and wondering what poor Scott must be suffering. He knew how it felt to be the cause of such chaos.