Hank looks over, "I will go. Its no big deal...I have a feeling you wont want to go after getting another new student anyway." He shrugs and pops some eggs in his mouth lost in his own thoughts. Unsure how this would go taking Emily out shopping. Hopping well....hopping too the others didn't make fun of him even more for doing this.

Emily was eating food contently staying quite. She tensed up the minute Erik walked in like someone shoved a stick down her spine. Indeed Erik has come into the kitchen and flops down to take his part of the meal.

“Thanks,” Charles said to Hank before turning to Emily. “Would that be okay with you?” he asked. He didn’t want to force her to go if she didn’t want to but otherwise she’d likely be stuck wearing tee shirts for a while.

Charles looks up as Erik walks into the room. The mood goes quite icy as the other mutant sits down at the table. At one time they all would have been friends, laughing and chatting as they ate. Erik’s betrayal had ruined that. And though Charles was giving Erik a second chance, it was clear from his attitude that Hank wasn’t of the same opinion. And Emily was obviously still distrustful of him.

“Good morning, Erik. I trust you slept well?” he asked. Charles poured Erik a cup of coffee and handed it over to him, black, just the way he liked it.

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Emily nods and looks at Chalres to his question about hank taking her. Hank seemed harmless enough and he didn't give o the ad vibes Erik did....Why was this creepy Erik allowed here?She didn't understand....She wasn't 100% sure ethier about this shopping thing...but...well she did need clothing yes?

Hank finished his food and gets up away from the table. Making the last of the food and keeping an eye and ear open JUST in case. How could he give a second chance? LOOK what happened!

Erik thanks Charles and nods, "Yes I did." He sips his coffee and takes his meal quickly, "After we eat we go yea?" The quicker the better. Than he can snag this new mutant and be on his way from this fluff.

Charles looks from Emily to Hank to Erik in turn. Emily looks nervous but he knows she’ll be fine with Hank and she did agree so that was good enough for him. Hank looks…suspicious…no doubt of Erik but there isn’t really anything he can do to smooth things between those two. Erik looks eager? Some small part of him feels uncertain about that but the larger part of him is simply happy that Erik seems to be enjoying their time together. If he stopped to think about their conversation last night he might have been more wary but after a good night’s sleep Charles is feeling particularly optimistic.

“I want to double check the location we need on cerebro first,” Charles said before popping a piece of bacon into his mouth. No doubt Erik would understand the need. They didn’t want a similar fiasco as to what had happened the previous night…

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Emily shifts on her chair and has shifted herself closer to Charles away from Erik. Not SO close but closer. She was eating still quitely enjoying her meal. It tasted oddly wonderful to her. Esp. the strips of...well wasn't sure but those tasted good and were her fav clearly for she munched many strips of bacon.

Erik nods, "Alright than Charles. Than we shall get this one." He pays Emily no mind really paying no attain to her. In his eyes the pip squeak still meant nothing to him.

Charles simply nods in response to Erik and finishes off his plate in silence. When every last crumb is cleared away, he places his fork on top and finishes off his coffee. It’s somewhat cooled now but he doesn’t mind. Looking over at Emily, he’s happy to see her eating with a healthy appetite. Once she finishes, he decides he will ask her (and Erik) to accompany him to cerebro. It could be interesting for her to see it, and to see him use his powers.

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Emily eats about 5 more strips of bacon and another pancake before she was full. She finished her juice too and looks at Charles tilting her head to the side. She smiles at him though it looked a bit awkward and unsure still. Hank moves to take thier empty plates, ect to wash in the sink. Erik soon finished as well, "Alright lets go shall we?" He gets up and pokes his plate away.

“Thank you, Hank,” Charles says gratefully as the other mutant leans over to remove his dirty plate and mug. Hank really did more than his fair share and he was wondering if perhaps he should speak to Banshee and Havok about helping out a bit more. He is reluctant to do so however as it would enforce the idea of him as a parental figure instead of a teacher or mentor.

Filing that thought away for later, Charles stands. “Would you care to join us, Emily?” he asks, “I have something I would like to show you…” Charles steps away from the table and starts towards the door before pausing to look back and see if she would follow. He wasn’t sure how she would react to cerebro.

There was no doubt that it’s capabilities were astounding but it could also be a bit daunting. He had no intention of having her use it, at least not for some time, but it would be interesting to be able to show her how many other mutants were out there and what sort of things she might be able to do with her powers in the future if she trained hard.

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((That's it for tonight I'm afraid...))

Hank nods, "Any time." He semi glares at Erik like why can't you put your own damn plate in the sink. However, he knew the answer to that and throws it in with the other plates, ect. He knew the others wouldn't pick up any slack....and Charles had his own set of issues right now that seem to just be growing. He sighs inwardly and power scrubs a plate than moves to a frying pan.

Erik spins his eyes but that couldn't be seen since he was facing the other way. Already heading off to where it was kept. Oh the fluff it was killing him on so many levels. He could gag!

Emily nods slowly and fallows Charles like a puppy dog. having no idea what or where they were going. She soon reaches his side and wraps her smaller fingers around his. Sticking close to him and staying well away from Erik.

Charles walked along with Emily in tow. They walked silently down the hallway and took the elevator down to the secret level below the mansion. The hallways down here looked particularly different in comparison to the traditional décor upstairs. Their footsteps resounded against the tiled floor and echoed against the bare walls.

Eventually they reached a big round metallic door in the shape of an X. A blue light in the center illuminated as Charles approached and did a scan of his eye. Charles was careful not to blink until a feminine, yet metallic voice said, “Welcome professor.”

With a small smile, Charles led the way into the room. “Welcome to cerebro,” Charles said, disentangling his hand from Emily’s so that he could step forward and take hold of the shiny new helmet resting on the display at the end of the platform. He didn’t put it on yet though, simply looked at the dials and gave Emily and Erik time to get situated before he began.

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Emily looks around at EVERYTHING as the three of them go down the hallways. She has never seen such a BIG house let alone one thats so...rich?She stares at the elevator a bit unsure but does get on still looking a bit freaked by it. Having never been on one. But not to the point of begging to stop....

When they get into the hallway the unnerved look returns something clicking in her mind from something else....but she still says nothing. Having just inched a bit closer to Charles as memories go threw her poor mind. She stays well away from Erik who was in the lead anyway not looking at the pair of them anyway. A bit irked Charles had invited her along and having wanted to just GO after they where done not make this some lecture!

Emily stays against him watching intently and tilting her head to the side once he moves to enter Cerebro. Moving along after him as Erik shifts to go in the back now. Moving by charles and sorta not in a good spot and not close to Emily. Who lets go of his hand and watches quietly. Looking around though at EVERYTHING, "What is this?" She finally asks softly.

Charles smiles, “Just hold tight and you’ll see. Please don’t move though, it tends to make things…difficult.” Standing in front of the console, Charles slips the helmet on his head. He looks somewhat ridiculous with the chords connecting him to the machine but the amplification effect it provides to his powers make it worth it. He flicks a switch and adjusts a dial before momentarily closing his eyes. As he opens them, a red glow spreads out over the tiles of the dome shaped room. Blips of light can be seen spaced out all over the room. As Charles focuses on the mutant he is searching, the lights shift and move, zooming in as he seeks out her specific energy signature. His focus shifts from face to face as his search narrows. A young black boy, a middle aged man, a women dressed as a nurse… The faces pass by quickly as they aren’t the ones he is searching for.

“There…” Charles whispers to himself at last as he locks in on the girl he is looking for. His mind comes to rest on her face as she stands before them in the air. She looks to be about seventeen years old, tall and thin with a trendy haircut though with the red filter on everything Charles sees through cerebro it’s impossible to tell what color it is. Her features are striking enough though and Charles commits them to memory in case they need to pick her out of a crowd. Lightly touching her mind, he picks up her current feelings—bored, annoyed, perhaps a bit stir crazy. It might not be as easy to locate her as he was hoping if she has it in mind to go somewhere else. He doesn’t share this information with Erik however.

Removing the helmet, Charles shakes out his hair. “I have the location,” he says to Erik before turning to Emily. “This machine helps me use my powers with a further range than would normally be possible. This is how I found you. Everyone you saw is a mutant, there are so many of them…” He seems lost in thought for a moment before focusing back on the present. “My goal is to find those mutants who need help and bring them here where they can learn about their powers in a safe environment.” Charles smiled, wondering that Emily understood.

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Erik stays put looking a bit board. He knew what this could do, ect and again just wanted to carry on and hurry up. He could see thier target though and sighs inwardly. Good it wasn't a tiny pipsqueek child this time! He was thrilled and hopped he could swing her to his cause and fast. "Good, come on Charles. This isn't time for lessons..." He turns around and starts out of Cerebro waiting for Charles and Emily by the door. No time for lectures right now!

Emily stays still though her eyes dart around at everyone. It was all a bit over welimng indeed for someone new to it and one so young. She shakes her head once he was finished, "No i get why I felt you and didn't see you..." She mummers softly to him. She nods and looks up at him, "That...is..." She didn't know the right word for it so she sorta trails off but she did find it cool. She nods and squeezes his hand, "Like you gave for me...." Se looks at Erik and back at him sadly and mouths you need to go he is getting annoyed....

Charles nods in response to Emily’s comment. He could say more but impatience is radiating out of Erik from behind him. “We can talk more about this later,” he says with a smile, “Come on.” Leading the way out of the cerebro chamber and back into the hall, he addresses Erik, “Will we be taking a taxi? Or would you like to drive this time?” It wasn’t as far as they had gone to get Emily but it would still be a bit of a drive. He could always drive himself but on the off chance that his legs gave out, it wouldn’t be good for them to end up stranded somewhere. Speaking of which, he should probably speak with Hank about getting another injection before they left. Perhaps he could do that while Erik either called the taxi or prepared the car. As they reach the elevator, they enter and Charles presses the button that will take them to the main level.

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Emily nods and wraps her fingers around his tightly once more staying close to him. She knew they would talk ore later and she wanted that. She was starting to like him even more and thats a good thing right? She stays more quite once more with Erik around sticking close looking once more a bit unnerved in the hallway and elevator in turn. But dosn't complain once more...

Erik looks over at Charles, "Well, guess I can drive. That way once done I head off again." He ponders and keeps in front of the pair so he didn't have the fluff factor again. Why pay another taxi fee after last nights extreme expensive one?! EW! He heads into the elevator and pushes the button.

((Hey, just wanted to let you know that I got home late again last night so I didn't get a chance to post. I'm off to the movies/Christmas shopping today but hopefully I can post something later this evening...))

((Just got home but I'm soooo tired now. Posting is going to have to wait until tomorrow, sorry!))

((ok....had a shit show.....depressed as heck right now.....:( ))

((Aw, I’m sorry. Are you speaking of another craft show or some other kind of show?))

Charles frowns at Erik’s response. Of course Erik would be leaving, but again it felt so soon. It was almost begging to feel like Erik really didn’t want to be with him any longer than he needed to. Charles doesn’t want to believe that however. Erik had stayed with him for a few days already and surely he had his own affairs to attend to… Still, it did hurt that Erik seemed so eager to be on his way. “Well I do hope you plan on bringing us back here before heading off once again…” Charles did his best not to let the pain he felt be communicated through his voice. Of course Erik would bring him back, right? His friend surely wouldn’t leave him stranded once again like he had back on that forsaken island. He had never felt such pain before that day, mental or physical. He didn’t want to think about that now however and so he pushed those memories away before they could affect his mood. They were off to get a new student and he would get to enjoy a few more hours of Erik’s company. Those two things would surely make this day a happy one, even if it would have a bittersweet ending…

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((Craft...last 2 for 2014 where sooooo bad! :( I guess dogevents gonna stick to but none really this time of yr.....ugh...I paid $80 for my table spot yesterday. I made $100. OK it sounds good and all but I made $20 profit. Thats NOT ok...NOBODY did good...I dunno if craft shows are a dying breed cause people rather shop at malls (our crap one was MOBED yesterday I may add). *lays chin on desk still sick and now beyond burnt out with everything* I snapped at some jerk guy who was snotty to me on prices I had it.....you make 600 tiny dog cookies, pay $5 per tiny bag of flour, ect and see how much you charge! I swear half this country has no respect anymore for hand crafted...I am sorry if its rude to say but you know what its true...they much rather shop in big box stores and get 50% off....I cannot...I can offer 15% off or I AM WILLING TO WORK WITH YOU! even PAYMENT PLANS! *shakes head* sorry for rant...:( *is so upset right now*))

Emily frowns and looks up at Charles she could feel his mood swing even if Charles didn't want her to. She frowns more and squeezes his hand lightly and lets it go seeing Hank was waiting for her. She looks at Charles again and tries hard to give him some for of comfort again. Though she wasn't to good at that yet...Hank frowns and was waiting for them all. Ready to take Emily out for clothing, ect.

Erik looks back at Charles and arches an eyebrow, "Don't go all soft and squishy on me Charles. I am not staying. But yes I will drop you back here before I go." That is IF he had to....if not well Charles might be stuck yet again. No pity for his friend in the least. Well, maybe a toUCH of it but Erik's personality is totally different that Charles anyway. "I am going to start the car." He moves off to do just that. That is right after the keys fly into his hand and he heads out the door grabbing a jacket before doing so.

((I’m sorry you’re having such a hard time. $20 profit really isn’t much. V_V

I feel like hand crafted things are in this weird sort of limbo in terms of pricing these days. I went to a holiday market yesterday and wow, some of the stuff was expensive but I could tell the majority was really high quality stuff so it didn’t bug me that much. There were a ton of things I would have bought if I had the money but I was on a $10 budget which was pretty much impossible to work with. I did manage to find a few nice prints for $5 each.

It got me to thinking though how much those artists make off of those prints. I’m pretty sure the artwork I bought didn’t take that long to make (it was a pretty simple collage made using a map of Manhattan) and the guy can sell the original for big bucks and then endless copies for way more than it costs to print them. Still, I really liked it and I like supporting artists so I ended up getting them but only the small ones because they were the only ones in my price range. He had some bigger sizes that looked really nice but they were way out of my price ones.

Another stand had these cute little stuffed critters and I reealllly wanted one but they were way overpriced. They were made with fleece and felt and were tiny. The sewing was done very well but you can’t tell me that your tiny 3 inch stuffed…triangle thing (the only way I can think of to describe it) is worth $18. You’ve made so many of them that I’m pretty sure you have it down to a science and didn’t spend more than maybe 5 minutes making it. It’s so funny how sometimes I’m willing to pay more and sometimes I’m not. I guess it all depends on if I can really see how much work the artist put into it and if the materials are good quality.))

Charles simply frowned and watched as Erik made his way out the door. So and squishy… Those definitely weren’t words that he would associate to himself. Kindhearted, loyal, friendly, those were qualities that one should appreciate in a friend, not scoff about. He wonders again briefly if it was really worth it opening his heart back up to Erik. Sure, he had always been a bit rough around the edges but he was interesting, smart, passionate, all things that Charles could appreciate before he was betrayed. Perhaps it would be a good thing for them to have a bit of distance once again. It would give him some time to think about their friendship and reevaluate what Erik meant to him.

Charles does his best to smile reassuringly for the other mutant’s sake. “Well that’s that. I’ll be heading out now, you two have fun on your shopping trip. I’ll be back later.” Charles looks from Emily to Hank, “I believe you have something for me?” Charles asked Hank pointedly. He had no plans of injecting himself in front of Emily but he would take the syringe now and use it in the car. Erik would surely have something to say about it but Charles honestly didn’t care. It was his fault in the first place that he had been put in such a position.

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((No, it wasn't at all...:(. Oh, no I agree! Some things are VErY over priced at these shows! Holy crow! My stuff ranged $4 to $20 at the most. But, again I am willing to work with you if you ask me. My photography prints range from $5 to $18 unframed or matted (They cost a bit more cause they are just ready to go with a GOOD matt). BUT the reason? I don't print them myself. I use a company in NYC to professional print em so they will never fade, ect. Than goes up if matted, framed, ect and size. I use top quality mats that are acid proof, museum quality, ect even the tape is too. This way you will NEVER have to worry about it after time being yucky with acids, ect :).

Thats to much for a tiny stuffie o.o! Granted my bird toys for cats are $7 but...cat nip is organic inside, hand sewn and not so fun to sew takes me a long time to add everything like the darn wings and they aren't so small so :). For me costs range from how long it took, whats IN it, size, ect. My light switch plates I charge $20....It takes a long time for me to make those in layers of resin...and a TON of glitter, ect. I DO MEAN A TON of glitter))

Hank sighs, "Yes. Do take care of yourself Charles." He didn't seem to happy he was going with Erik alone once again. It could only lead to more heartache again. Or so he felt deep down. He nods and looks at Emily and back at Charles, "Yes, we will." Well, wasn't to looking forward to it...not much of a shopper (esp clothing) but...had to be done. He nods again and shifts forward to him to give him what he wanted and the right amount not a over dose once again.

Emily looks sadly worried still anyway. She shifts and watches him intently. Nodding she looks up at Hank and backs over. Shifting again she moves and hugs him lightly, "Good luck." Poor Emily she did seem attached to him so fast she couldn't help herself.

((Cutting mats can be quite difficult I’ll admit. I always hated doing that… It’s really good that you use high quality materials like that. It makes it worth it. As for the plushies, I’m certain they were machine sewed. If they were hand sewn I could see charging the $18 I guess but otherwise it’s just way too much. I really wish I could find more toys that my cat would be interested in playing with. The only kinds of toys she seems to go for are these bouncy foam balls. XD))

Charles could sense Hank’s disapproval but didn’t let it phase him. He is an adult after all, and older than Hank in any case. He does appreciate the other mutant’s concern but sometimes it can be a bit overbearing. He almost laughed though at Hank’s reaction about the shopping. Typical nerd male, no concern about clothing or fashion or shopping. Oh well, it would do him some good to get out of the house. He tended to stay cooped up in his lab and the kitchen longer than he should.

Taking the covered syringe from Hank, Charle’s pockets it. “Thanks,” he said in response to Emily before waving goodbye and heading out the front door. Closing the door behind him, he looks out to the front, hoping that Erik has brought the car around by now.

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((Totally! I will go above and beyond sometimes! Matts are a PAIN! OMG! I have such issues some days *cuts sideways like a drunk* *stares at it, curses and puts it in the pile of wtf did I DO?!* Prob where! I would love to use a sewing machine but...dun have one lol. Hand sewn it is! Aww! Silly kitty))

Emily lets go and waves. Staying with Hank who tells her to go and get ready since he had to as well. He heads off to get changed for the day and so on. Emily heads off to do the same...well, least take another shower really quick. Though Hank had found another big shirt for her to use for now too.

Erik had indeed pulled the car around for Chalres and was waiting for him. He looked glad he was coming now and didn't have to wait any longer to go. If he knew the address himself he would just go himself. He shifts and unlocks the door for Chalres and looks forward to go lost in thoughts and plans rolling in his noggin.

((Hand sewing takes so much patience. I used to use my mom’s sewing machine sometimes but unless you’re really used to it, it can sometimes be more work than it’s worth. I do miss playing with it though. Speaking of which, I have to make a scarf for my dad for Christmas. Did you make a lot of Christmas gifts for your friends and family this year?))

Charles walks briskly around to the passenger side of the car and gets in next to Erik. The other man seems a bit lost in his own thoughts. After buckling his seatbelt, Charles gives him some directions to start with. No sense in listing the entire trip right away as they will have to drive a ways before they get closer to the new mutant’s area.

Once they’re out on the road, Charles rolls up his sleeve to expose his vein. He winces slightly as the needle penetrates his skin but the whole process is over in a second. Recapping the needle, he slips it back in his coat pocket to properly dispose of it later. Rolling back down his sleeve, he sits back in his seat to get comfortable for the ride.

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