1962 - Post-Nuclear War - Shawtopia

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[ there's a struggle to pin him down, and despite his efforts to shove them off of him, Emma's power seems to outweigh his own in this regard. the syringe is administered without his permission, and he's yanked away by Shaw's men, isolated in a room, left to stay in the room that he's been given. the locks are shut tight, but no one can take away his ability to reach out and assure the others that he's fine, he's fine.

except that when he tries to reach out, he hears nothing coming back towards him.

panicked, he screams for Erik, screams for Raven, out loud and in his mind both, and he's desperate for the link, the connection again. he can't even feel Shaw anymore, and his hand grabs for his arm, touches where the serum was administered. he breathes, slowly, trying to regain control - his mind is frenzied, perhaps once it calms, once he's able to calm his panic, he'll be able to reach out to them.

the silence continues. it continues well into the night until the next day, and he knows things are wrong whenever he's shocked by the door opening, whenever he's staring into the face of Sebastian Shaw, eying him carefully as he walks in the room. ]

Whatever you've done to me, it won't happen again.

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[ He turns his back on him, pulling away into the corner of his cell, as if hiding behind his cot might make him disappear. He wants to disappear from this place, finding the interaction to be quite the opposite of satisfactory. If anything, Charles is unnerved. He's unnerved at the blood on his knuckles, afraid that the mental connection with his team mates may be severed for good, and most of all, this man is unnerving. ]

At the very least, I know I'm better than you. Mutant or not, you're certainly the lowest man I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. Leave me alone.

[ He closes his eyes, refusing to allow Shaw to continue getting a rise out of him - he recites genomes and genetic aberrations to himself, as if reading his thesis aloud - he's read it so many times to study, he nearly knows it by heart now. He'd rather be alone with nothing in his head to distract him, nothing but genetics and remembering how Erik's arms felt wrapped around him. ]

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[Shaw cannot wait to give Emma an update on the Xavier situation when he sees her later. It almost makes up for the face she'll make at having to bandage his face while he leaks red all over her outfit.]

Of course. I hope you sleep well, Charles. I'll be watching.

[He turns and leaves, a heavy door shutting behind him. Charles is all alone.]