poly_chromatic | ➻ one | introduction to 1960s vernacular

[Have a video, Poly! Done in a rather typical sort of videoblogger format, although the man looking into the camera doesn't seem too certain that it's recording. Instead he peers at the screen for several seconds before moving his eyes to the upper right hand corner and...]

Oh! It is on. [Whoops. Self-conscious hair smoothing fidgeting happens. Also Charles' accent is some bizarre amalgamation of Queen's English and high society New York.] Ah-heh. Anyway: hello and good evening, denizens of the City! Some of you I've spoken to already, and the majority of you I surely haven't, but I just arrived today and I wished to make certain that I am properly understanding the predicament that we are all in for the length of our stay. Thus...

[He begins to tick things off on on his fingers.]

We are all trapped within the confines of an island, in a City literally called 'The City', run by "gods" who, while not terribly creative on the naming of locations front, have other much groovier ideas, including but not limited to:
Curses, or events in which people find themselves suffering from any matter of unwitting statuses, including but not limited to rapid aging or age regression (complete with amnesia), waking up with one's body changed to the opposite gender, and being constantly followed by an animal familiar or companion.
However, the City does have several social programs and the residents, despite not coming here of their own volition, are expected to contribute to the economy by either working or opening their own business.
Along that same vein, there is a coin system here that appears to be roughly in base-5 and despite the fact that there is no guarantee a business' debtors will still be here in a month, all businesses will allow you to purchase items on credit until you do find employment.
The Academy will hire you as an instructor on as little as your own word and several, rather basic, written tests on the Sciences. [Smirk.]
Several of you have been here for quite a long while, meaning a year or more and:
Several of you are possessing superhuman or mutant abilities.
We have no control over when we leave or arrive; however we are returned to the moment that we left and may return here with partial memory of our prior stay.
Everyone who spends time alone is affected by the same aural hallucination after several hours.
The subway system induces fits of hysteria.

[Ten items, ten fingers!]

Is there anything I've missed? Other than the undead construction workers currently beyond the city limits, anyway.

Oh! Other than introducing myself, which I suspect is only polite: my name is Charles Xavier and while teaching is my calling, helping other people reach their full potential, specifically in the case of powers and abilities, is my passion.

It's nice to meet you...all. [Such a cocky smile, really.]

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Yes, yes it is.

[And he recognizes the tone of someone who has very little idea what that means - and that's okay, actually. Probably understandable in a place that has magic as it's primary field of study.]

It is but if you were worried about going on about Quidditch, then I have to warn you I could probably put you to sleep with an explanation of genetic mutation.

Oh, believe me, I held back about Quidditch.

[She didn't go into detail about her favourite teams, thank Merlin.]

Besides, can't put me to sleep if I have no idea what you're talking about. The finer details of science are sort of lost on me.

I will take your word for it.

[This is why there are encyclopedias on sports, clearly.]

Oh I'm sure my sister would disagree with you there. To keep it simple, yes, it's genetics. People are born in my world with mutations that allow for any range of abilities. It's all really fascinating, though right now I think most of them...well, us...are too afraid to be out in the open with it.

Because it's dangerous for you and people wouldn't understand?

[If it's a guess, it's an informed one, maybe.]

Something like that, yes.

That's the difference between home and here. Loads of us come from worlds where magic and abilities exist and even if they don't, people've got to accept it when they turn up in this place.

[Gently teasing,]

Something tells me the City isn't normal. So we can do what we want, can't we?

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[Charles seems to take to it well.]

You're not the first to suggest it today; I suppose I'll need to reevaluate where I stand with that sort of thing. It's...it's a good difference. If the rest can be managed.

Just be careful. I mean, really, I'm not the best person to throw around that advice since I never listen to it properly, but I do mean it. I've gotten into... let's say a bit of trouble because of—well—it's how it is, sometimes.

[But that hasn't happened in years and she's clearly over being secretive these days.]

I have made a lifetime of being careful [And Erik would go ballistic if he weren't, which is better avoided for the Good of All] so I wouldn't worry about me.

[Look at Charles not prying at all.]

I've really enjoyed this conversation, Ginny.

I've made a lifetime of being told to be careful, does that count too?

[Yes, well, probably best. Wouldn't want to scare people off with stories of a witch being hunted down by another witch, right? Besides, Ginny just sounds immensely pleased now.]

Yeah, me too. If you ever want to talk about your science stuff, I'll do my best to follow along, alright? Could try flying, too.

It definitely lends weight to the idea of having six brothers. [Not that he thought she was lying, but still.]

I could try flying? [Charles laughs.] I could try not falling off, you mean. Sure. That sounds like a good plan.

Six older brothers. Remember.

[She laughs as well.]

Or you could watch if you want. Get a better idea of Quidditch.

Six older brothers. I won't forget.

Watching might be preferable. [To falling on his ass or breaking a bone.]

I'll let you get away with that for now.

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