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[ Charles is standing in a field. Behind him - in a distance is a house that is his in Westchester in 1962. It's quiet here, and he is enjoying the quiet, though he definitely wasn't expecting it. Last he recalled, he was dripping wet and standing aboard a CIA ship. This was a pleasant surprise, and he was mostly aware that it was a dream. He let his hands slip into his pockets as he took to the quiet grounds.

It is bright outside, cloud free. He looks up, a smile spread across his lips. He thinks of Raven, and how much she might enjoy a few moments here with him. Then he thinks of those CIA agents that he had just met. The clouds change just a little bit when his thoughts change, briefly darkening. The smile fades, just a little, and is replaced with curiosity and a bit of concern.

He turns on a heel and looks around. He's never had a dream be so vivid. ]

[[ ooc; yaaaaaay. finally first posting. Also! permissions posts are good for telepaths. You can also note here on yes or no on mind-reading. :) ]]

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[ It wasn't exactly a place Erik expected to be. It looked more like some old world manse than a CIA outpost. Hadn't they talked about that? Going to some CIA installation to discuss the continued hunt for Schmidt... Shaw. Whatever name he was using now.

Erik pushed his hands in his pockets and took a cursory look around, scrutinising all he could see. It was second nature for him to analyse a place, looking for escape routes, hiding places, and any potential threats he could find. It was as natural to him as breathing and he didn't even realise the way he tensed -- mentally and physically -- when he caught sight of the lone figure. Oh, but it was just that Xavier guy. Erik closed the distance between them in a few long strides.]

Where are we?

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[ Familiar faces are fantastic considering Erik was one of the last people he saw. ]

My home.

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Your...?

[Erik blinked, muted confusion painting itself across his features. A mild impatience bubbled up from within. Every moment spent dallying put Shaw further from his reach.]

Why are we here?

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I'm asleep, Erik. So it may be safe to presume that you are as well.

[ Looks around, hands in his pockets. ]

Welcome to my dream.

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[The confusion morphed into distaste and Erik crossed his arms over his chest as though to close himself off.]

I have no interest in whatever trick your playing.

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[ Frowns, just a little bit and takes steps towards Erik. ]

I don't have the power to do something like this, Erik. I assure you it isn't my work.

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[He watched Charles carefully, like a predator watches its prey.]

All the more reason to be suspicious.

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No need to watch me like that, Erik.

[ Charles looks relaxed, casual even. He moved his hands out of his pockets so he could look around. ]

Someone who would do this is more powerful than you or I because we're both in a place I dream of with our own consciousness. Do you know how difficult that would be to set up?

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I don't know.

[The answer was terse, shadowed by Erik's heightened suspicion. Was he just supposed to believe that they were dreaming? Then again, maybe that's all it was. Stranger things had happened. He finally looked off, turning his attention to the house as he shoved his hands into his pockets.]

You must've had a life of hardship.

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I'm just curious as to how you got into my dream.

[ He's watching Erik, not with suspicion, but curiosity. ]

My life was as it was.

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Oh, yes. Quite a difficult life, I imagine. Full of the pressing matters of what to have the servants do or cook.

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[ Raises an eyebrow. ] I think you misunderstand.

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Clarify it for me.

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Money doesn't make life easy. [ Although it doesn't hurt. ] I was still a mutant.

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Of course. How callous of me.

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With time, you will understand. I still wait for your answer, Erik.

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[Erik contemplated him for a second before letting out a dry chuckle.] You said this was a dream. I promised a decision in the morning.

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Yes, in the morning. I do hope you're thinking on it.

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I'm sure some part of me is.

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But it isn't the part that is taking a stroll around my dream.

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No, it isn't.

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This part of you should think about it as well.

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Are you so eager to have a stranger along for whatever misadventure you have planned?

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You're no stranger.

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We're very little acquainted, Charles.