|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 15, 2003 13:32:57 GMT -4
The letter of Rogue was lying on the desk in front of him, and Erik was staring at it intently. The folded creases were sharp and made a distinct contrast to the curves in her penmanship. Where could she have to go when the lives of her friends are at stake? I really thought more of Rogue’s dedication to these students then this. Erik sighed as he folded the letter back into quarters and tossed it unceremoniously onto the desk.
“No matter your difficulties or trials you face now,” He said to the letter as if he was addressing her, “one thing you do NOT do is abandon your family when they are under attack!” He was disgusted, plain and simple.
Henry needs to know of this immediately.
He tapped the intercom system on his desk, calling directly down to the Med Lab. Only this time I will not settle for interruptions in our meeting. I will meet with Henry and Henry alone!
While waiting for an answer in the Med Lab, Erik absent-mindedly suspended several iron paperweights and sent them orbiting one another in slow and lazy circles. He stared at them lost in thought.
OOC: Tag Beast on the intercom!
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 15, 2003 13:50:43 GMT -4
Henry always hated intercoms. There was something... subservient... about them that he didn't like, and it never failed. He always conjured the same image of beleaguered Engineer Montgomery Scott going on in his red shirt about how impossible whatever it was Captain Kirk had asked him to do on some old episode of Star Trek.
Hearing the device on the wall signal that someone, somewhere in the house, wanted the attention of someone in the medlab he couldn't resist. He made his way over to it and applied his best Hollywood Scottish brogue in a breathless, exasperated rant, "Cap'n, I got her down to th' batteries and I've given ya all she's got."
There was a pause.
"Hello?", he asked more tentatively.
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 15, 2003 14:04:06 GMT -4
"*Scott-Beas-Henry!..." The answer to the intercom had thrown Erik off a little and the iron pieces clattered onto his desktop. "This is Erik." He glanced at the letter on his desk again. "I request an audience with you. Alone."
He picked up the letter and held it at arms length. "There are a few things yet that we need to discuss, and I want no interruptions this time."
OOC: *WHo says Magneto has never watched Star Trek?
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 15, 2003 17:30:26 GMT -4
Henry had to stifle his laughter at hearing Magneto's discomfort. "Enterprise, one to beam up.", he said into the intercom. "Be there in a moment, Erik. Energize", he said and thought to himself small victories, Henry with a smile.
He quickly made his way to the elevator and to the main floor, and he knocked as he entered the study where Magneto awaited.
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 15, 2003 17:43:16 GMT -4
Erik sighed as Henry hung up the intercom and rubbed his temples with his index fingers. He could appreciate a little levity from the man, especially since he had been so somber lately, and he decided immediately to let the matter go. Not that Henry has given any indication that he would ever fall under my authority so completely that I could confront such a nonsensical issue.
The lead pieces lifted off the table again and he watched them as they formed a miniature version of the solar system, planets orbiting the room around a ball of lead for the sun. All of them were floating in the middle at different rates of orbit.
Before long Henry knocked on his study door and he opened it without moving a muscle. “Come in Henry.” He said without looking at him. “How is the warp coil holding up?” He was careful not to smile.
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 15, 2003 17:54:21 GMT -4
There was amusement in his eyes that said Not bad as Henry marvelled that the man behind the desk had a sense of humor at all.
"Y'know the man who normally sits there looks more the part", he said with a smile as he took a seat.
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 15, 2003 18:04:04 GMT -4
With a slight tug of his powers the scattered pieces of metal came hurtling at his outstretched hand as fast as bullets, reforming into the iron paperweight of a horse and buggy as they flew to him and stopping just before they hit his hand. He lowered them to the desk without laying a finger on them.
“The knowledge in Xavier’s head would boggle the greatest minds of our time.” He said with a smile, “Even Picard-though they do look alike.” He looked up from the paperweight to Henry and kept his smile. “But unfortunately I did not call you here to discuss American television or anything quite so pleasant."
He slid the note across the table to him with an almost apologetic smile. “I hate that I am constantly coming to you with bad news…” He looked down at the letter. “We regained one lost sheep just in time to lose another.”<br>
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 15, 2003 20:28:32 GMT -4
Henry didn't take the time to read the whole document. He had the idea very quickly and dropped it back on the desk.
"I can't believe it's not worse than that. Are you certain that she left alone?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 15, 2003 21:51:17 GMT -4
"Not completely certain, but from what I could gather in the letter it sounded like a personal problem that she wanted to deal with." He shook his head barely able to disguise the disgust. "Henry, I don't have to tell you that her leaving right now is disturbing to me on many levels. She all but abandoned her friends and family here..."
He cut himself off. "No need to go on. We can only hope that the Sentinels do not run into her alone. By ourselves any of us would be easy prey. Rogue would not stand a chance."
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 15, 2003 23:11:25 GMT -4
"I will have to take your word for that", Henry responded, "for I have yet to see these 'Sentinels'. But don't underestimate Rogue or any of these students. They are quite dangerous in their own ways, I can assure you."
"I, too", he said after a moment's thought, "am disappointed and fearful that she chose now to go off alone. Our best hope is that by splitting away on her own she will escape notice."
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 15, 2003 23:51:42 GMT -4
Erik didn't voice a few things that were running through his mind. What Beast fails to understand is that I don't believe any of us are powerful enough to face these monstrous creations alone. Of course, how could he understand? He did not yet have all the facts.
"That is truly our best hope, Henry. That she is far away from harm and safe whereever she is."
He took a deep breath trying to organize all of the things that he wanted to discuss with Henry. "I think a meeting should be called to order to talk about these Sentinels in a little more depth. I have information that the students need to know before they ever come face to face with one."
Thinking of a quite possible outcome to Logan's misguided mission, he added. "A situation which may arise sooner than we had hoped."
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 16, 2003 0:20:48 GMT -4
Henry sat back in his chair with a hand over his mouth as he stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Sounds reasonable to me", he said after a moment. "But you don't need my support for that." His tone said Cut to the chase.
His brow furrowed, he asked,"What's troubling you, Erik?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 16, 2003 8:24:05 GMT -4
With a slight grimace, Erik said, "There are a number of things on my mind right now. Perhaps I should start with the one that nobody seems to want to talk about. Image." Beast's face fell again. "I do not want to keep bringing up painful and difficult situations, but this absolutely has to be dealt with immediately."
He flipped open a file and looked at it. "Looking through her history I see no record of family or friends that have come to visit her." He shut the folder again and pushed it across the table. "I suggest that we do not involve the authorities in this. The world is looking for any excuse to string mutants up."
Erik paused before continuing. "I suggest we give her a proper burial here at the mansion where her friends and real family have been all along. Calling the county officials right now would be as bad as lighting a neon sign on the front stairs that said 'Mutants Within'."
|
|
|
|
Post by Hank McCoy on Dec 17, 2003 1:32:27 GMT -4
Henry considered Magneto's argument with a mixture of emotions - chief among them sadness and disgust. It was not as if he disagreed with what Erik was saying...he did not on the basis of logic alone....but something about the suggestion made him feel as if they were to take such a course it would cost him another bit of his humanity - and he had already lost so much.
He knew that among the things that concerned Erik, humanity fell to the very bottom of the list.
Finally, though his heart broke to hear the words, he told his uneasy ally, "I will support what you suggest."
If the eyes were truly the windows to the soul, Henry thought that his own must have turned a shade darker.
|
|
|
|
Post by Magneto on Dec 17, 2003 8:18:19 GMT -4
The matter resolved, Erik only gave a small nod. “It must be dealt with by the morning. I do no need to tell you what getting caught sitting on her remains might mean for us.” The look in Henry’s eyes said he did not need to go any further with the subject, so he just pursed his lips and nodded once more, thankful that Henry was not opposing him on this one.
“I assure you, the rest of what I have to talk to you about is nowhere near so…unpleasant.” He said as the enormous mutant looked up at him with crestfallen and heartbroken eyes. He hated doing what he did-but there was no other choice.
Sliding another folder across the table that was marked ‘Cerebro’, Erik smiled slightly. “I hear you are the resident computer master.”<br>
|
|
