poly_chromatic | ➻ two | seminar on various types of distress and their effects on the gifted mind

[Oh look, another video. Only this seems to be possibly accidental or at the very least not very well managed - the device appears to have fallen from somewhere onto a carpet and there's not much to be seen save some table legs, a few empty but clean bookshelves, and a pair of socked feet.

That appear to have, somehow, a part of the metal chair legs wrapped around them.

The chair jumps, slightly, and the device jumps with it - now we can see Charles! He...doesn't look happy. In fact, he looks rather like the chair decided to hug him. Very tightly.]

Erik. Lehnsherr!

[Charles grunts with the effort of apparently trying to free himself from this chair. How does a chair manage to do that anyway?]

You cannot simply haul people from public [thump] establishments [thump] and then TIE THEM TO CHAIRS [thump] without their consent and say it's for their own sodding good [thump] and LEAVE THEM THERE!

[Charles is clearly attempting to tip the chair or knock it into something and having a bit of difficulty with this. Maybe because he's so busy being incensed.]

What are you going to do, anyway? [thump] Yank all the fillings out of everyone's teeth [thump] in the grocery until they tell you what you want to know? [thump] Since when do you care about strangers [thump] to begin --

[The back legs of the chair don't land at quite the same time and suddenly the chair tumbles to the right. That sound? Isn't pleasant. Though he doesn't seem to have broken anything.]

Bloody fucking hell.

Erik! Get back here and let me free of this damned chair or so help me I will never speak to you - [With a grunt of effort Charles manages to get the chair onto it's back and off of his arm, but this also knocks the feed out.

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ooc; AND BECAUSE I'M AN IDIOT and forgot to mention, Charles is clearly affected by negative-tea! Feel free to have had your character notice the grocery store full of people bickering at each other and then Erik dragging Charles out of there by the coat.]

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Try being normal.

[ Oh, only slightly bitter than all of his friends are supernatural creatures and get the girl and also have great bodies. ] Especially in a place like this. Come on dude, own that cool mutant-yness. Own it like you made it.

Oh, yes, because being normal is all about suffering? There are armies in the world that will line up to defend normal and everyone else is assed out on their damned own.

Dear Lord you sound like someone ran Erik through a teenaged filter on acid.

Cool. [ Erik's his idol now, so there. ]

So do you want help in your bondage chair or are you just going to keep shouting at the network? Because I could totally track him down for you. Maybe run him over lightly. In my jeep. Kidnap's not really a big deal for me, so.

It is not cool. [Well you two clearly agree on the whole 'let the freak flag fly' bit.

Charles makes a frustrated noise; no teenager should ever say 'bondage chair' to him.]

Fine! Track him down, help him on his godawful quest, but if you hit him with that tincan of a car he'll crush you like a sardine and it won't be my fault!

So cool. [ Look, he will argue with you on this. It's freaking Magneto and Professor X. How is that not cool? ]

He wouldn't, we're bros now. [ NO THEY ARE NOT BROS. STILES IS A LYING LIAR WHO LIES. ]

What...you're a teenager. I am not arguing with you about this.

[Charles snorts.] And when did this happen, in the last hour? Because I don't think fanboythinging or whatever you claimed you were doing in the café made you bros.

The absolute utter ridiculousness.

Soon you'll realise I am the absolute best and you won't hate on me so much.

[ Love him Charles, why. ]

Is that what you say to every adult you practically stalk because let me tell you it's not very endearing.

[See Stiles he's like...running out of steam for this angry thing. But apparently not for the being an ass thing.]

What do you want? What is the nature your obsession? You realize I can hear you talking to Erik, don't you?

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Pretty much. It worked with Hawkeye and Agent Coulson, it'll work with you guys. [ Because this is the most fun he's had in a long, long time. Everything with Derek sucks and if he's getting over-invested in following the two greatest mutants alive around, well then sue him. ]

And mostly I want Reece's and Lydia Martin to go out with me but until then it's a talk to the City Residents thing.

[So much mumbled British cursing, Stiles, you have no idea.]

What do you want from us, Stiles? Because I have no idea who you're talking about and your deflection is tiring so out with it.

[ He just wants to be your friend, god. >| ]

Wow. I don't have a hidden agenda, I just like talking to people.

[Charles is having a Bad Day™, Stiles, Clearly.]

Why us? I'm repeating myself because you're fascinated and it's strange and distressing.

Because you're cool.

[ Because he's a big fan. But he sounds like he's shrugging. ] Look, has anyone explained the multiple universes to you yet? Like how we're not all from the same place?

Yes you're very insistent on that point.

[So apparently other than those earlier comments about Stiles' attention disorder and fixation on him and Erik, Charles is not going to continue being actively cruel. Take that as you will, Stiles. It probably means he likes you.]

We're in a bubble universe, I'm well aware of that much, but before you go on and explain something along the lines of being 'fictional' or wherever you're going with this, I'm going to tell you STOP.

I was just going to tell you that you were famous!

[ He's not bursting the fictional bubble any time soon. People probably think he's fictional. ]

[This is Charles' long-suffering sigh. Memorize it, Stiles; you'll likely hear it quite a lot.

Flatly:]

...famous. So famous you want to be a mutant.

Being a mutant would be totally useful.

Being a mutant is also inherently dangerous.

My life is already kind of a mess.

Already kind of a mess is FAR from an equal comparison.

Depends on the mess.

Fine. Fine. I am not arguing this bizarre hero-worshipping stance with you today.

I wouldn't want to argue with a seventeen year old while I was stuck in a bondage chair either.

[AUGH, Stiles. STOP. THAT. RIGHT. NOW. Charles makes the most mortified and frustrated noise in the world.]

Can you not ever say the word 'bondage' to me again unless you're speaking of some social injustice that has a parallel to forms of imprisonment.

I can't promise anything, I'm not really in charge of my mouth.

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