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001 ♕Action ✖ BBS ♕ Library ✖ Office

[ Rocking forward onto his toes, nimble fingers snag a book from one of the shelves and draw it down to tuck under his arm. It was easiest, most days, to find Professor Xavier in the library or in his office. As of late, more so the library, picking up new bits of information for the students and welcoming any questions that might need answering. If nothing else he was a friendly man, albeit a tad arrogant at times. A few steps to the side and down another aisle he pauses as he slides a chess stratagem book he plucked secondly from the shelf over the much heavier mathematical biology book. Wrapping his arms securely about the set he makes his way down toward the public computers. He had a simple little note to put up before he decided to slink back to his office and spend the evening reading; ]

Dear TAC 101 & BIO 101 Students; While I have always been one to appriciate creativity in most forms, I find that writing a section into your essay of 'why it should get an A' is more detrimental than anything otherwise to your grade. I'm not going to point anyone out specifically, but those few know who you are. I simply didn't count the section toward your overall word count and have sent the essays back to your inbox. Other than that everyone seems to be doing rather well, I'll see you in class. Professor Charles Xavier

[ OOC: You can bugger him on BBS or anywhere from the library to his office. Also, hi! ]

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I felt better back home. [ He takes his time as he continues to play with that same ease he usually did. ] It is, all this amazing technology and it's very set in the past.

[ There's something reassuring about Charles' movements on the chessboard. He folded his hands, resting his chin on top of them and studied the board before moving a piece forward. ]

All this technology and there's still one flaw to it.

[ He tips his head to the side, obviously trying to catch onto Erik's plan of action as he slowly edged another piece on the board. ]

What might that be?

Don't tell me you can't guess what it is.

[ Like Erik would give it away that easily. He smiles as he topples over another one of Charles' pieces. ]

Can't you just tell me? [ He glances across the chess board, raising an eyebrow at him as he toyed with his bishop. After a moments pause he slid it into place. ]

I could, but where would the fun be in that?

[ He moves another piece forward. ]

Let's just say not everything here is plastic in case I need to defend myself.

[ He let out a soft snort, ] I've never had any doubts about your ability to defend yourself. [ He furrows his brows in thought, focus drawn to the board and silent for a minute before he moved his knight. ]

I appreciate your vote of confidence. [ Erik moved a rook forward, watching the board carefully before he slid it firmly into its spot. ]

But in the event they turn against me, it's to my advantage when they find themselves on the losing side.

If it ever came to that, we'd leave. [ To Charles it was that simple, he wouldn't say in a place that would turn against his friend so easily. Neither of them deserved that sort of thing-- here or at home.

He pressed the tip of his finger to a rook, sliding it across the next four squares, pausing to double check before pulling his finger off. ] Perhaps I'm just homesick.

You wouldn't be the only one. [ He moved a queen to the side deftly, without any second guesses. ]

I hope you weren't planning on a check any time soon. But I could use your support should anything happen.

[ He cracked a little smile, amused at the familiar style of Erik's moves. ]

Hoping for it? Perhaps, but planning on it? Never. I play you because you challenge me, but I think you know that. And you'd have it, you know that too-- or you should.

Of course I do. A reminder here and there shouldn't hurt anyone. [ He sits up straight, eyes focused on the board. Instinct suggested Charles had something planned aside from that half attempt of a check. ]

Sometimes I wonder why you do play me. If there isn't some ulterior motive involved besides just a challenge.

[ He chuckled softly, biting the corner of his lip eyes flickering from the man and their game. ]

And just what would make you think that? [ He slides a pawn forward a pace. ]

[ He moves another pawn forward, capturing Charles' newly moved one. ]

You seem to be losing on purpose. [ There's a hint of a smirk there. ]

[ Charles quirks a brow, moving another pawn forward, ]

Do you think that's what I'm doing? Why would I loose to you on purpose?

You tell me. I'm not the telepath here. [ He counters the pawn with a knight, preventing it from moving forward in future moves. ]

I'd worry if you were. [ He teases as he slides his bishop across the board. ]

Now, I hardly see any joy in giving you bragging rights.

Care to share your thoughts then? [ No seriously, what do you mean by that? Erik looks down at the board and moves his own bishop close by. ]

You don't have to give me bragging rights, I think I can earn them myself.

Not this evening, no. [ A small smirk curves his lips as he glides his knight over the board. ]

You do-- you asked about me letting you win. I've no doubts about your prowess.

Why do I get the feeling you're not referring to chess with that? [ He frowns for a moment before moving another pawn forward. ]

If I beat you this evening, you should tell me.

I don't know, [ He rolls his eyes only faintly, far too amused as he shifts another pawn as innocuously as he can manage. ]

And if I beat you?

[ Charles what are you hiding? ]:< ]

Well, if you manage to beat me -- [ which he won't as Erik maneuvers a rook on the board. ] -- I suppose you can choose your own spoils to claim.

[ That's for him to know and you to find out. Maybe. ]

I'm not sure what I want, I suppose you'll just have to owe me one, Erik. [ He takes his time, as always, to make his move-- a easy slide of his other knight. ]

[ He lets off a low growl, unimpressed by Charles' guarding himself like that. Erik picks up a pawn, toying with it for a moment as he looks over the board before setting it down a place ahead. ]

If you're that confident in your playing ability, then I have no problem waiting.

[ His eyes flicker up form the board at the growl, an amused little huff of air passing his lips. ]

I've got no reason not to be, my friend.

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and then LJ got all weird.

i didn't do it

Suuuuuureee

do you see this face? does it look like someone who would mess with lj?

Yes, yes it does.

you say that with mcavoy staring at me

His cute, innocent face C:

that is the face that drives me nuts whenever i see it ]:<

Ooh?

i can't tell if i want to punch his adorableness or make out

Lol oh my

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