[IC] Moving In

[goddamnemperor]

So you came after all.

Comments

[notsorry]

[wtf] You did that on purpose?

[goddamnemperor]

It'll be easier for you to bond with other people if you tell them you dislike me. It'll stave off the anger and frustration, directing it to one.

Everything I do is with purpose. I'm glad you're making friends.

[notsorry]

I'm not-- what the fuck?! I don't need your help!

[goddamnemperor]

So it's better for camp to take advantage of it? Of you?

[notsorry]

I can deal with it myself.

[goddamnemperor]

You don't have your centre anymore. There is no Sloan, no Fraternity. Eventually, that anger will turn on the campers. That, I will not allow.

[notsorry]

So you're the great defender of man kind, good for you. I told you before. Stay the fuck away from me!

[no gun but. yes. angry]

[goddamnemperor]

I am no such thing. I only know what anger does to you. And you are in my cabin.

[notsorry]

Our cabin. My room. Door's over there.

[goddamnemperor]

That's very possessive of you.

[notsorry]

Deal with it.

[goddamnemperor]

So it seems I might have.

Oh, when Charles Xavier returns, ignore the strange noises from his bed-room. That's what I do.

[notsorry]

. . . I thought sex was banned here.

[goddamnemperor]

Sadly, desperation and idiocy are not banned, making life very difficult for me.

[notsorry]

You know what? I don't wanna fucking know what my doppelgangers do with their free time.

[goddamnemperor]

A wise choice.

Is there anything else you need?

[notsorry]

Yeah. Get out of my fucking room, please.

[goddamnemperor]

Maybe you can learn manners after all.

[he steps out of the room quietly]

[notsorry]

Fuck you.

[CLOSES THE DOOR >|]