Charles hadn't visited a bar in some time. It went with the whole recluse thing. Besides, who needed a bar when the booze was delivered?
But he wasn't that man anymore. And yet here he was, in his chair, suddenly surrounded by others attempting to drown their sorrows by shoving them forcibly into his brain. He shut his eyes, as if that could drown them out. He wasn't ready for this... this noise. He was still working on controlling his powers, still reconciling himself to the fact he'd taken them on again. A gift? Perhaps. But the cost, in the past, had been too great.
And yet, in a situation like this, suddenly stranded in an unknown land, perhaps it would come in handy.
Charles Xavier | X-Men: DOFP | option 1
Charles hadn't visited a bar in some time. It went with the whole recluse thing. Besides, who needed a bar when the booze was delivered?
But he wasn't that man anymore. And yet here he was, in his chair, suddenly surrounded by others attempting to drown their sorrows by shoving them forcibly into his brain. He shut his eyes, as if that could drown them out. He wasn't ready for this... this noise. He was still working on controlling his powers, still reconciling himself to the fact he'd taken them on again. A gift? Perhaps. But the cost, in the past, had been too great.
And yet, in a situation like this, suddenly stranded in an unknown land, perhaps it would come in handy.