Weekend Entertainment!

[filemyclaim]

THE Milliways Test Drive MEME

HOW TO PLAY:

* Tag into this post with a pup you're thinking of apping to the bar with a brief EP set within Milliways and/or its universe. You can be new to the game, or simply want to test out a fresh pup.

* If you already play at Milliways, feel free to tag in with your own characters and interact with the new pups. You can also post your own EPs for these new characters to thread with.

* Mingle, post, and have fun!

Comments

[heartofthedream]

It's a little hard, but she's managing not to smile. The not smiling is far harder than not letting any stray thoughts or memories out. One she can do almost without breathing to think about it. She was taught by the very best.

How do you like your first night so far?

[balancingminds]

I don't know yet, but it feels rather hopeful.

Her control is marvelous, he wants to ask many things but feels slightly flat-footed. Somewhere Raven is probably laughing at how he is caught even a little speechless.

[heartofthedream]

She laughs. Not out loud. In her sitting over on the couch, with the book still in her hand, though it is closed on a finger resting on her thigh. But it's a ripple of faultless amusement in her thoughts. A strange warm flicker of deep pride tucked among it.



Would it be easier to ask, if you came over here?

[balancingminds]

I wouldn't want to interrupt you especially in your own local. Well, a local of sorts.

It's quite different from his own pub in Oxford but he can feel how comfortable many people are here. The amusement makes him smile as he wonders about the pride.

[heartofthedream]

I was growing tired of the plot, as it is. Then with something of muted wrinkle. A reaction guttered like a curtain was dropped over it just a second too late. Unless you'd like to be left to watching? I can understand the appeal, here of all places.

[balancingminds]

Perhaps later.

Places tend to remain but people and other telepaths are far rarer. He finds a seat near her and sits down.

[heartofthedream]

She looked up, a schooled slowness, having to keep much of the silence to her thoughts as she does. He's so very young, isn't he? Even if there is something deeply fondly amused in her bright green eyes. "Good evening, again."

[balancingminds]

Quite young, not even a full professor yet, "Good evening. I'm Charles Xavier."

[heartofthedream]

"It's very nice to meet you." She supposes that's interestingly enough, a line she's never once had to say to him before. Oh, Milliways, you are interesting, aren't you?

I believe you had questions for me?

[balancingminds]

I'm trying to figure out where to begin. With this place or with our shared ability or if I dare to ask you about mutants?

He wants to know everything but knows it isn't possible at least not right this moment.

In his mind he presents an image of a list of questions, some that branch out to other questions. Beneath a few of the questions, a double-helix appears as a connecting staircase while around others, there are thoughts on minds, neuroscience, dreams.

He laughs as he says aloud, "You can see my problem, too many questions. Perhaps you can help me decide where to start here."

[heartofthedream]

"It never is as simple as, 'at the beginning,' is it?" Jean asked, beaming, surprised at how light her voice sounded. Nearly almost to a laugh. The whole thing was infectious.

[balancingminds]

"No, beginnings are remarkably hard to find. Everything overlaps and intersects even when we can't see it. Forgive me, I talk too much,"

Especially about what he loves the search for knowledge and understanding.

[heartofthedream]

"You haven't said nearly enough yet, to talk too much." Or even think too much. There were others who fit the first one far better, especially in her teens. And he had several times fit the later. But not yet, and not tonight.

Which of the three would you like first?

[balancingminds]

Where are we? As that is solid ground. Good, I don't know enough about how my own thoughts sound.

Raven is not a telepath and has drawn clear lines around when he can speak in her mind and when he can't,

"I will try to not say too much. I have a habit of lecturing if given the chance."

[heartofthedream]

This is their world. The world he gave her though. Even if he had to both take it away and give it back in proportions over time. "You are free to speak to me, as you like. I have been told, I'm quite opinionated, if and when the necessary time appears."



This is Milliways. A status nexxus point at the end point of time and space in every single universe in the omniverses. It is not always safe, but it is kind, most of the time, to most of its inhabitants.

[balancingminds]

Fascinating. May I presume then that I will continue to encounter other telepaths here?

His smile is staying rather firmly where it is, "Then I look forward to learning more of your opinions."

[heartofthedream]

There are. . . other beings who have the same capacity. One or two people who have it in an unrefined state, that cannot be changed from what it is as it is for them. But as we are, at present, right now?

It is only us, that I have seen so far.

Which does not surprise her, or sadden her the way it did when she was too young to understand. To be able to stand just how much power and how many thoughts in how many people.

[balancingminds]

His smile falters for a moment but that means there are others with different abilities.

I see. Even one other makes a great difference.

[heartofthedream]

Jean's smile was very slow. As thought she tried to stop it, but could not find enough power, in the whole of Milliways and the universe really to stop it making its way.


One other can make all the difference in the world.

[balancingminds]

Her smile gives him hope and his returns.

Yes, it can.

[heartofthedream]

She'll try to keep it in check.

It might be an interesting test of will.





Any more questions about Milliways?

[balancingminds]

He looks around at all the various types of people and then back to her. Not at the moment, no. Instead tell me what you will of yourself.

As he has no desire to ask more than he may of her, he doesn't know if this meeting will happen again.

[heartofthedream]

She has to consider that invitation carefully. All the seams it might rip, all the silence that comes from her as she thinks about it. She can almost hear Lucas and Forge, and Scott, in the back of her mind.

I am a mutant, she says, to clear that question away. I have telepathy and telekenesis. And. Several. Other things. One does not quite go about, telling even The Professor, or a young Professor before Professor-ship, that one can alter timelines, birth and destroy whole universes.

That one is both this and that, all at once, without divide.

[balancingminds]

A small bit of tension disappears from his body and his smile doesn't contain all his joy and happiness.

I hoped you were.

[heartofthedream]

Jean can only be pleased in response.

I cannot say it has ever been an easy road. Between her best friend dying, and any number of the people who have tried to kill her since her late teens. But I have only ever rarely wished for a life that was not this one. And not in a very long time.