Hallucinations from my poisonous German streets is an actual song title

[unwheeled]

When; Late Wednesday afternoon, 30 Jan
Rating; PG13 (maybe for language?)
Characters; Erik Lehnsherr and Charles Xavier
Summary; Raeg!Tea wears off. Discussion of consequences and Charles' immense control issues
Log; By the time Erik returns from his investigation of the grocery store and wherever else he decided to attempt to find answers, Charles has calmed down. With the marshaling of his emotional state comes two reactions:

Guilt and shame.

Charles has stopped replying to the few people who were actually concerned enough to make various offers to assist him, though at this point there doesn't seem to be any renewed interest in his terrible snarling. Six separate people tried to help him and six separate people got his verbal abuse in return.

Dr. Banner. Stiles. Ginny. Miles. Mae. A young woman named Clary he'd never even spoken to before. Not to mention the entire grocery store he'd nearly set to riot over absolutely nothing.

The idea of a public apology to follow up his very public outburst is as soon dismissed as Charles thinks of it; he attacked these people personally merely for having the audacity to show interest and concern. He'll make his apologies personal as well. Later.

For now he's replaying the entire series of conversations through the device's voice-activated menus, wincing slightly every time his own voice cuts through the silence of the otherwise empty apartment. Half the reason he'd become interested in psychology when he was younger was to better understand his own mind, to establish control over himself; an outburst like this has to be studied and broken down into pieces that he can dissect in order to prevent it from ever happening again.

Doesn't mean it's easy to listen to.

Charles doesn't even hear Erik unseal the door, and he certainly can't see it from his position on the floor staring up at the ceiling. Not that he'd be the first to speak if he did, because Erik deserves the first apology but Charles has no idea how to even begin.

Comments

[violenthearted]

Upon his return even unseen Erik looks perhaps understandably wary, although it does help that he has a lead to follow up on. He'll do that in a little while, once he's done things like assess the situation here, the first order of which is uh, getting the chair off of the floor!

He does this with his mutation rather than hefting it with his arms (its return to upright position is smoother that way), and considers Charles with his arms folded over his chest. "You look better," he observes, which means ...you know, Charles looks less like he is about to start popping capillaries.

If it's occurred to Erik that if Charles were really angry he could leave Erik thinking he were, perhaps, a cocker spaniel for the rest of his life (it has), he seems to be ignoring the possibility out of bravery OR LOVE or deeply abiding stupidity. He's not sure which of those it is.