towerofanimus | Open; On-Going

Characters: Charles Xavier and everyone ever?
Setting: Dorm level 2, around the halls.
Format: Prose, but I'll match brackets as well if anyone prefers it!
Summary: Charles has just woken up not too long ago and is confused and trying to figure things out. Stairs. Stairs defeat him.
Warnings: PG for confused telepath.

Today was not Charles Xavier's day.

While he slept it seemed that seemingly the world had ended as he knew it and everyone he knew and loved, or didn't know or love, were gone. All gone. But he was alive and should be happy. Or so that seemed to be the message of this place. Along with a uncomfortable collar and no other explanation given beyond the note he'd found. Waking up hadn't been pleasant either. Not being able to move all of his body beyond his eyes was frightening. He'd only just started to get used to not feeling his legs, or being able to move them, and then this. After several very panic stricken moments of dealing with that and finally being able to move Charles noted his wheelchair beside the bed he was in and dragged himself into it, getting settled.

And then cue finding the note. And dread settled deep into his stomach, dread and sadness and confusion. And disbelief. This was a horrible messed up nightmare, and he wanted to wake up. Needless to say he even pinched himself, wincing at the pain as he felt it. Oh he felt it just fine. And it frightened him all the more, but he's trying to keep calm. At least on the outside. Poking around the room, which seemed to be made to accommodate three others besides himself, he finds the chest with some of his belongs in them, and basic things, along with some of his thesis? A confusing bunch of things really. He'll roll out into the hallway of the dormitories wanting to find someone, anyone else. To make sense of everything.

He'll try reaching out to those around him, gentle brushes of their minds if he can, to get a sense of how many were nearby. Though it only backfires and he'll wince in pain as he runs into some interference. Better not do that again, at least for now. So he'll roll along, before rolling into something that he's yet to beat in combat. Stairs. Frustrating. And he'll try to find another way down before running into more stairs. So he'll sit there at the top of them, staring in frustration at them, confused and some what angry at this entire situation.

This day could not get any worse. He hoped.

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He feels the curious mind he's touched getting closer and wonders if they could sense where he was as well. It's answered soon enough as a young woman is standing before him, though he'd not peered enough into her mind to know much other than her name.

Mary. Mary Magdalene. A curious name to be sure.

"It's quite alright." He'll assure her once she seems to realize she'd been staring. While it was something he was getting used to, it was something he was going to try and not let bother him. The staring.

"I was trying to see how many were here with me, perhaps gather information on what is happening. But there was a lot of ah... interference from many here." So he'd stopped. But that she'd noticed was something he wasn't used to. He'd really only ran into that with Emma Frost, a fellow telepath.

"You could feel me, in your mind?"

"I've seen quite a few people since I woke up so I don't doubt that you'd have some trouble. And I'm sure there's a great many more people that we won't see for some time." Mary brushes back her hair idly, only to start playing with it with both hands. A nervous gesture that she's not entirely sure where she picked up.

She could, but could she say that? This was an entirely different time from what she was accustomed to, which meant things could be taken much better than it was then. And she had to decide this herself, without Yeshua or Wilhelm to ask opinions from. After a couple minutes, Mary nodded.

"I could, I can feel anyone that touches my mind. A defense mechanism, I suppose. I never quite took the time to learn the extent of my abilities. Is that odd? Someone noticing when you do that?"

"Most don't notice unless I'm overly intrusive, even then many are just left confused about what happened. They don't know it was me who did it specifically." So yes, it was odd. But it didn't bother him, just made him curious. Curious about her abilities.

"If it's not too much to ask, what are your abilities, my dear?"

Mary laughed, very softly and not at all rudely. She was just unaccustomed to being called 'my dear'. Not even Yeshua had called her that.

"I'm the incarnation of Animus, which gives me a few different powers. I can perform small miracles, perhaps even larger ones but the miracles were never my forte. I also have an extraordinarily long life span," Hear: forever.

"And I can interact with the Imaginary Domain, which means I can become intangible, should one intend me harm to transport myself from one location to another."

"What would you consider small miracles? Like... healing the ill? Curing blindness? That sort of deal?" Fixing his spinal cord and making him be able to walk again? He won't get his hopes up, but he's curious.

"And I fear I might be asking too much but, what are the Animus and Imaginary Domain?"

"Yes, miracles like that. Of course, I'm not entirely certain of the extent. Yeshua performed the miracles for the Messiah. I gathered the followers." It's entirely possible that she could do that, if she were to train herself in the use of it for healing purposes.

"Not at all but it's a bit difficult to explain. Animus is... me. It and I are one. Our purpose being to keep dimensional space from collapsing. The Imaginary Domain is more difficult to explain. Think of it as... space between existence."

"Amazing, I would be interested in seeing this one day, if you wouldn't mind. I've seen many things, but a 'miracle', well there's a first for everything, yes?"

A space between existence?

"So... like purgatory? Or something similar in nature?"

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