“Ah, no thanks,” Charles said awkwardly, “We already ate, it’s for you.” He smiles to reassure her. Opening the bottle of water that Erik had bought for her to drink. He hands it over to her. “Here drink. Slowly now…” He waits to make sure that she doesn’t drink it too fast before brining up the matter of her name. “You should start thinking about what you would like us to call you. Maybe there’s a name you like? Perhaps something like Sarah or Emily?” he asked, citing the first two names that popped into his head.

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Erik cringes at the thought of that one. Ewwww! Though he does keep his mouth shut at least on a snide comment about a gross french fry. He looks over and back out the window differently not his cup of tea and probably would never make a good father figure or any of the above.

She nods and pops the french fry offered into her mouth eating it. Believing him in the lie that they ate already. or at least she sorta did...oh well more for her! She looks up at Charles and takes the offered water bottle thanking him before drinking some. Obeying him about drinking slowly. Though after a few gulps half the bottle was gone already. Pondering she looks back up at him, "Emily is fine." She didn't care what she was called really...anything was better than what she had been called....

Charles takes the water bottle back when she’s finished. Replacing the cap, he wedges it between them so she can access it again if she wants more. The girl seems to think for only the briefest of moments before agreeing to the name Emily. Charles blinks, he hadn’t expected her to chose so quickly. “So I guess we’ll call you Emily for now. If you think of something different you’d rather be called, let us know.” Charles takes a sip of his coffee. ’This girl’s something else…’ he thinks to himself, careful to keep his thoughts hidden with Emily sitting right beside him. His thoughts turn back to the mansion, wondering who would be able to help her bathe, definitely someone female…

((If you don’t have anything else planned maybe we can skip a bit to them being back at the academy? Also, do you have an idea of who is already staying there? There’s Hank for sure but I’m not sure who else might be there at the moment. Would Raven be there? What about Angel?))

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((We can do that. If this is after First Class no...nethier would be with Charles. They would be with Erik along with Riptide and Azzle (I always spell his darn name wrong). Hank, Havoc, Banshie would be with Charles and I forgot who else joins him at that time.))

Emily stays against Charles the rest of the ride home. having eaten her fill of the food. Not a whole lot of food but enough thats for sure. She stares intently out the window still fighting off sleep wanting to see where they where going. She couldn't see the mansion in the dark and rain. Erik looks over at Charles, "Home sweet home for you." He would be staying the night to finish a few last things before taking his leave again.

((Sorry if my replies are crap. I don't feel good and I have a craft show tomorrow. *trying to get ready*))

((Bleh, who is gonna bathe Emily? *facepalms* She’s just gonna have to do it herself I guess.))

Charles finished his coffee and laid his head back as the conversation turned to silence. Emily was staring out the window, fighting sleep, and Charles was feeling weary to say the most. It had been a long day and he was ready to pour himself a nice glass of bourbon and call it a night, let Hank take care of the girl... He wasn’t sure the young man would appreciate that but Havoc definitely wouldn’t be the best choice. Perhaps Banshee? He was pretty upbeat and laid back…

Erik startled him out of his thoughts as they approached the mansion. Looking up, he realized that the other man was right. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy to return to this place,” he said, rubbing his palms over his face to wake himself up.

The driver drove them up to the front and Charles pulled out his wallet. A thick wad of cash took care of their bill and half again for the damages they caused and he could feel the driver’s relief, both for the hefty tip and for getting rid of them. Helping Emily out of the car, he stood in the driveway and held out his arms. “Welcome home, Emily,” he said with a smile.

((Aw, I had a stomach ache the first half of the day but I’m feeling a bit better now. I hope you feel better soon!))

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((Feel better! Thanks I hope so. *falls over* Have to get up at 5 am for this show to get there at 7 am to start setting up. Stinks cause I have my 2 heavy as all heck 6 foot tables...totally snagging one of the students to help. Feels like I was hit by a train and dragged. https://www.etsy.com/shop/GeekyGecko?ref=hdr_shop_menu What I do. *pokes Hank foward*))


Hank was in his lab waiting for them to return. Working on this and that like always...now looking once more like Hank again instead of a big, blue hairy Beast. He looks up seeing lights coming up towards the mansion and knew that could only mean one thing. They have come back with the new mutant or they had not gotten them. Ethier which way the Professor was back and...well Magneto too. He gets up and heads on down to great them at the door. having no idea what to expect when he opened the front door.

Erik gets out and was glad t be back. least he could finally take a blasted shower, get in clean clothing and have a drink or 2...maybe 3. Today was just one of those days thats for sure. He looks back at Charles, "I am guessing you got this than yes?" He heads off to the front door and brushed past hank who crinkles his nose at the stink coming off Erik.

Emily was alright now at standing having gotten some much needed food and drink in her she perked up enough to do so. She stays next to Charles though like a lost puppy as her mouth drops open and stares. OK that was on e BIG place..."This.....is yours?"

((5:00am, yikes! Ooh, I see you do some resin stuff. How does one actually work with resin? I’m not really sure how it works… Ooh, and NJ! We’re actually pretty close IRL. I’m in NYC!))

Charles nods to Erik as his friend pushes ahead. He stays outside for a moment with Emily as she takes in the estate with awe. “I decided to put my inheritance to good use. You’re welcome to stay as long as you like.” Charles smiles gently and takes a step towards the door, “Come on, there’s someone I’d like you to meet,” he says, noticing Hank inside the door.

Charles leads Emily up to the front door. “Good evening Hank,” he says then clears his throat. “This is…Emily, I believe she’ll be staying with us for awhile. Emily, this is Hank, one of the students at the academy.” Charles looks down at Emily to gauge her reaction to Hank.

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((Totally! I have to get to Brick NJ for 7 AM...ugh........*flop* Will diffidently need my coffee tomorrow! Resin? It's not so hard if you use Easy Cast brand. You mix 2 equal parts of each bottle together. I use food coloring as a dye mostly...and a ton of glitter ;p. Use a lighter or a heat gun to pop air bubbles. Watch youtube how to videos thats how I taught myself :). Just use gloves! Gets sticky and makes hands itchy if you don't :(. VERY nice :)! I havn't been to NYC since...American idiot was there? Mmm, I wanna go visit again!))

Hank smiles lightly and fights not to gag at the smell coming off of them as well. What in the WORLD did those three get into? A sewer or something? Geeze! Whatever it was was burning his eyes and nose. "Welcome back Professor. I see you bought us a new student." A very young one but..a student none the less right? Didn't bother him Emily was so young...by the lookd of her she needed all the help she could get. "Hello Emily I am Hank. Erm, lets get you cleaned up first I think....yea? Than we can show you around..." He looks at Charles arching an eyebrow lightly. Not in a mean manner but like what the heck happened?!

Emily looks up up at Charles thanking him softly. She fallows him like a puppy dog up to the door and looks up at Hank. looking nervous but not as badly as she was around Erik. She nods slowly and quietly states like wise to nice meeting Hank as well. She quietly looks up at Charles for directions too.

((I dunno why but I just sort of assumed that you would need a lot of equipment to work with it… This is my last post for the night and then I’m gonna head to bed. Good luck tomorrow!))

“Thanks Hank, we’ll talk later,” Charles responds to the young man’s questioning gaze. He was relieved that Hank was willing to help out. “Emily, Hank is going to take you to get cleaned up and then we’ll see about finding you a room. I think we could all use some rest after such an eventful day.” Charles pats Emily lightly on the shoulder before disappearing upstairs to get clean. Erik had already disappeared, assumingly to do the same thing. Back in his own quarters, Charles stripped down and threw his clothes in the trash. The hot water of the shower felt heavenly after the long ride back in the taxi in his damp clothing.

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((nah! If you ever wanna truy I can give you a list of stuff I use. A lot I get at the dollar store :). Night! Thanks! I will be on after :). I dunno if I will unload the car tomorrow or not.))

Hank nods, "Indeed we shall i am sure there is lots to tell." He looks down at Emily and smiles, "Come on lets go and do that first shall we?" Well, he didn't have a choice and it wasn't like Emily was dangerous right? Also, she was one of them after all. Emily nods and watches Charles go. Than once more fallows along though this time hank like a puppy dog to get washed up. Course hank dosn't fully go in with her when she washes up, ect. But he was there just in case he was needed...having gotten her at least something to wear for now. Even if it was just a very larger shirt that would be to big...but would act as a night shirt...better than what she was wearing now thats for sure.

He planned on throwing out the clothing she was wearing too. Far, far, far away from the mansion. He debated if her poor hair could even be saved or it would have to be all cut off and started over again. He leans on the wall outside the bathroom door letting her take her time.

((Resin is a liquid no so you have to use moulds right?))

Charles washes up and then stands underneath the hot water for a while before turning it off. He dresses in casual clothing and pours himself a drink fro the bottle on the nightstand. Taking a swig he savors the bitter flavor before downing the rest. One would have to do for now. It wouldn’t due to put Emily to bed half drunk. Tying off the sack he had thrown his dirty clothes in, he goes downstairs to dispose of them with the rest of the trash. He presumed everyone else would bring theirs down as well and they could all be disposed of at once. That accomplished, he opened up his mind to see where Erik had gone off to.

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((Yep! You can use silicon or molds made for resin. I use some candy ones but they wont last/pain int he rump in a half, ect. The show was aweful...and I am hacking more. :( We all left early. That was pointless!))

Erik was in a shower himself grumbling mentally about the day. He was power washing himself and trying to get the filth off himself. The clothing he had worn is in its own trash bag ready to be taken out and thrown out. A total waste....in so many ways in his mind.

((Aw, I'm sorry it didn't go as well as you were hoping. Did you make a few sales at least?))

Realizing Erik was in the shower, Charles went upstairs instead to prepare a room for Emily. He found a room that would be suitable and made sure everything was set up for her. It was a small, but clean room with clean bedding and pillows. In the corner sat a standing wardrobe that was empty for the moment but he would see to ordering her some clothes the next day. There was also a desk that was a bit too large for her but it would suffice. On the bedside table he left her a glass of water and a package of crackers in case she got hungry in the middle of the night. He even managed to locate a nightlight for her in case she needed it. That accomplished, he sought out Hank. It wasn't hard to locate him near the upstairs bathroom. Charles approached the young man waiting outside the bathroom door. "Everything alright?" he asked, motioning to the door.

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((Stinks...ah well :(. Did but not enough to warrant to go back next year. All the vendors left early some much earlier than me.))

Hank looks over at Charles and nods, "Yes, think so. Told her to take her time so she is. Keeping an ear out just in case though....found a shirt for her to use tonight as a night shirt. Also, what HAPPENED to you guys anyway? Also, how...little girl? Not that I am upset over that just...asking. She needed help clearly...as for hair...um..might have to shave it off."

Charles nodded to what Hank had to say until the questions came rolling in. "One thing at a time..." he cautioned. Running a hand through his hair, Charles sighed. "We'll have to find her something to wear tomorrow. Maybe another shirt with a chord for a belt until we can get into town to get something for her? Unless you plan to get up early to go shopping before she awakes. I could definitely use some rest after all that. Turns out someone had locked her up and left her for dead, illusionist and psychic. The house nearly collapsed on top of us but we made it out alive." Charles sighed again, wishing he had brought the tumbler of bourbon along, he could really use another sip about now. "We can't turn her away just because of her age. Every mutant starts somewhere and it's better we get to her while she's young before things have a chance to get out of hand. As for her hair, I'm afraid I'm no expert on cosmetic matters. I guess we'll have to ask her opinion on the matter once she's finished..."

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((Ah well, at least you know for next year then. ^^;))

((Tots! I have 1 left this yr. 1 already 100% ready next yr. 1 I know about that I will do (3rd yr) for dogs as tool to help depressed kids, teens, ect to prevent suicide. Than whoever else...and whatever pet events/shelter ones I can find mostly....mostly stick to pet ones....became friendly with a lot of the shelters in NJ and some outside NJ (fundraisers for them)))

Hank sighs and runs a hand threw his hair lost in thought on the manner, "Times like this I wish Raven was here." OK that would pick old wounds but she was a woman after all and one could be used right now to shop for clothing. "However, guess I will at least snag a few for you. After all that yes...you do need some rest. Don't over do it on the liquor though Professor...or anything else." He gives him a look of you know what I am talking about. He shakes his head grimily listening to what happened, "I m glad you got her. it sounds like she would be dead without you two finding her. No, and I understand totally....I wouldn't ethier. I am not sure how the others will like it but whatever to them its not thier choice." He shrugs, "Nor do I but that hair is a knotted mess from the looks of it..."

((Ah, that's great helping animals. I adopted my kitty from a shelter. ^_^))

Hank's comment about Raven felt like a physical blow to the gut. Not a day went by when he didn't regret what he had done to her. Half of the alcohol and injections could be attributed to attempts at forgetting, even momentarily, how royally he had fucked up when it came to her. With Emily perhaps he would have another chance. Hank seemed to be reading his mind when he mentioned the liquor and...other things. All he wanted to do now was to fall asleep and if memories got in the way of that, well there were ways of forgetting. Still, he had been trying to cut back at Hank's insistence. Force of will could only get him so far but he was doing his best to concentrate on school matters and let the past go. It was easier said than done however. "I don't think Banshee will mind and Havok...well I'm not sure there's anything he does like. As for the hair, just do whatever seems best. As long as she's okay with it, that's all that matters."

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((Very nice :)! My pets are adopted too :). Looking to adopt a new guinea pig after Christmas))

Hank ponders, "You are right Professor." He pats his friends shoulder, "I am sorry for bringing her up. I miss her too." he did miss her and very much so...He nods again, "of course. i am not gonna do anything rash just because...but I am saying it might be needed." He hoped what Charles hoped maybe this could be a fresh start for him. It might be good for him yes? He has no idea what was to come...none in the least. Emily takes that time to come out dressed in the shirt holding a bag of old clothing. Looking much better sorta...clean yes, pale under all that filth and most diffidently a abused lil one for sure. Hank shakes his head, "OK I will take that from you...Charles will show you to your room and so on." He looks at Charles giving him I am one mind chat away if you need me but you will be fine. "We will talk about your hair tomorrow." It was a still sad, knotted rats nest....even if it was clean now.

Emily looks up at Charles and shifts close to him waiting to fallow him once more. She did look tired now and rightfully so. IT has been a long day indeed. Also, unknown to them she had revisited all her meal again quietly in that bathroom.

Charles simply nodded to Hank’s comments, having nothing more to add. Their conversation turned to silence for a moment before the doorknob turned and Emily walked out looking marginally better. She looked especially small in the large t-shirt Hank had given her to sleep in but clean at last. It was true her hair looked pretty awful. If they had a female in the household they might have known what to do but Charles was at a loss. He would leave that up to Hank to take care of.

Smiling tiredly, Charles motioned for Emily to follow him. “This way,” he said before starting off in the direction of her room. It didn’t take them long to reach it at all being only about halfway down the hallway from the bathroom. Pushing open the door, he motioned for Emily to enter first. The room looked inviting with the plush blankets and soft pillows, the food and drink on the nightstand, and warm light from the lamp on the side table. “Up you go,” he said, pulling back the blankets so she could get into bed.

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((Are you on Gaia? I just logged in to see what’s happening over there for the first time in forever and holy cow! The economy is completely broken. T_T))

((Have NOT been on there in yrs o.o.....I am on Neopets still though the role playing stinks as of late over there...:(. Was on Psypets too havn't been on there in forever and another I forgot the name of now))

Emily fallows him like a small puppy once more keeping by his side now. It was clear he had earned her trust to a point now. Well more than a point it looked like she did trust him at the moment. She fallows him to her room and goes in first when the door was opened and she was motioned to do so. She looks around and back up at him not used to any of this. No, even before the cage she never had anything this nice before. She shifts and hugs him lightly, "Thank you...." Before she gets up on the bed as he wanted her to go.

((Yeah, I haven’t either. I was completely floored by the change there. I’m selling off a bunch of stuff now. I doubt I’ll ever really go back there, I like Mene too much.))

Charles chuckles softly at her amazement. Once she’s up in bed, he pulls the covers over her and tucks them under her chin. “Sleep as long as you need to. If you need anything you can send either myself or Hank a mental nudge. We’ll see about getting you some real clothes tomorrow and Hank will give you a tour of the mansion if you’d like.” Charles steps back from the bed and turns out the lamp on the bedside table. The nightlight illuminates the room enough to see by and he makes his way to the door. “Goodnight Emily,” he says, lingering just a moment in case she needs anything else.

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((I just rejoined Mene....I lost my other account lol.))

Emily watches him and the little girl felt a lil over whelmed and not used to someone being kind or even caring about her comfort, happyness, ect. She looks at him watching as he turns the light out and was glad there was a night light. She had been in the dark so long...it was unnerving. "Thank you...Charles." She watches him still and says good night softly. She didn't want him to go but she would allow him to. It was fine..she was used to being alone. But a small part of her wanted him to stay until she at least fell asleep.

((Do you need help getting back onto your other account?))

Charles smiled, “You’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like.” With that he exited the room and closed the door softly behind him, unaware that perhaps she wanted him to stay. In any case he was quite tired himself and was likely overdue for an injection. He could feel it… Still, he didn’t want to retire for the night before checking in with Erik if the other man hadn’t already gone to be himself. Opening his mind once more, he sought out Erik’s location.

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((if I can even remember the name of it lol....its been a VERY long time.I dun think I even had anything special on there ethier...))

Erik was down stairs in the kitchen making himself something to eat. He was worn out yes but he did want something in his stomach before he went to bed. Now that the horrible foul orders where gone he could stomach some food in him. He sighs and could feel Charles trying to find him. Well that was fine he wasn't doing anything wrong and he was tired and maybe a touch grumpy after this recruit.


Emily didn't beg him to stay. She never would as she rolls over to face a wall trying to fall asleep. Which wasn't to hard to do after all she was tired herself.

((If you can remember the email associated with it that could work too.))

Charles locates Erik’s mind in the kitchen and smiles. Yes, a spot of dinner would be a good idea before bed. Wandering downstairs, he follows the now darkened hallways to the kitchen where Erik is preparing a light meal. Charles leans against the counter with a sigh. “She’s all cleaned up now and tucked away to bed.” After a moment he stands and fetches two tumblers from the cabinet and pours them each a scotch. He hands one glass to Erik and takes a sip from the other. He savors the bitter flavor before setting his glass down on the counter. What was he in the mood for to eat? He hadn’t realized he was hungry until he’d gotten here but now that his mind was awakened to food he felt ravenous.

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