Voice;

[studieswaitressing]

[Private to Emma Frost:]

[Wow, she is just the most unsure about this...]

I -- have to ask you something. It probably sounds stupid, I'm pretty sure it doesn't even work this way, but -- do you sense other telepaths? It's just that I don't think -- I -- Charles isn't here any more, is he?

[ End Private to Emma Frost]

[Some time later, the following voice post goes up. Mystique is -- very pointedly not showing her face right now, and she sounds a little shaky.]

For anyone who knew Charles -- my brother, Charles Xavier -- he isn't here any more.

Just -- so everyone knows.

[And she clicks off the feed, because she's going to go have her own private pity party. She knew that the little bit of peace she got here, pretending that things were okay with her brother, wouldn't last ... but she hadn't wanted to think about how exactly it would come to an end. The selfish part of her had always hoped she'd be the one to go home first. It had happened once before, after all.]

Comments

Voice; private

[myownbestfriend]

[The universe tells telepaths things, a world of knowledge in psychic background noise for those who can listen.

Background noise that no longer has Charles Xavier's voice as part of it.]

...He's gone.

Voice; private

[studieswaitressing]

[She can't help the way that her voice catches, the little change in breathing.]

...okay. Thanks.

[For shattering her illusions :|]

Voice; private

[myownbestfriend]

I'm sorry, Raven.

[She surprises herself when she discovers she's not lying. She actually liked this version of Xavier.]

Voice; private

[studieswaitressing]

Yeah. Me too.

[Probably sorrier than Emma, all things considered.]

Voice; private

[myownbestfriend]

[Yeah, an AU Charles Xavier going missing doesn't rank that high on Emma's tragedy scale.]

Let me know if there's something I can do for you.

Voice; private

[studieswaitressing]

[No offense Emma but you're kind of scary in her world so...]

Okay. Will do.

Voice; private

[myownbestfriend]

[Gurl, this Emma is way the hell scarier than your Emma. You just haven't crossed her yet.]

Take care, then.

[Click.

She didn't want to have to make good on that offer, anyway.]