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[The video opens with an image of a man sitting on his wheelchair. The grey fishbone suit jacket seems almost a little too formal on top of a nice turquoise knit of his sweater and the Burberry check of his quilt that's spread over his legs. He has crossed his fingers on his lap and seems to be addressing the recording device while leaning a bit forward, as if he were worried his words wouldn't carry far enough. Cut him some slack, he's used to the 80's technology.

A calm, enduring smile has curved over his lips and blue eyes seem steady, no nervousness to be detected. ]

Good day to you, fellow imports and others who might have access to these recordings. I'll start by introducing myself, to those who aren't familiar with me. I am Professor Charles Xavier, recently brought to this situation, like I imagine has happened to quite a few of you. I would like to address the network for a few matters that are of both personal and public nature.

Firstly, I would like to welcome anyone who has problems with adjusting to their possibly new powers and abilities to contact me for help. I have decades worth of experience from mentoring powered individuals. If you need help, do not hesitate to contact me.

[ He takes a moment to consider his words, looking at something else beyond the camera lens. Then with a mild clearing of his throat, he continues: ] My second matter is much more personal and not as much an announcement as it is a request.

I've been notified that I've spent some time in this place before. Several times, apparently. I'd love to get together with those of you who have known me before, fill these empty spaces in my memories if you will. Please, contact me.

[ With a brief nod, Charles reaches for the device, about to close it off. ]

And of course, stay safe everyone.

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[Cinders gives the man a welcoming smile, being careful not to stare at his wheelchair, the likes of which she's never seen before in her life. She still has her manners, after all.]

Welcome! I'm Cinders. I'm afraid I can't help you with the latter, but I would welcome the former.

[Meaning that she really doesn't want to burn anyone to death.]

[ His smile curves deeper and sweeter as he sends his respond to her. ]

Thank you, Cinders. I'm happy to be of assistance.

[ He pauses for a brief moment before continuing: ] Do you want to tell me about your gifts here would you prefer a more private setting?

Thank you.

[That is a very nice smile, well done.]

Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you here. I know how to control my first power, but my second - and the one I'm worried about - involves the creation and manipulation of fire.

[ He seems thoughtful for a moment. ]

Have you tried using your gift in a controlled environment? What happens when you try to use your powers? Is the control an issue or something else?

In any case, I'd like to meet you and see for myself what you can do. We can start from there.

Actually, I have yet to use my powers. I have simply been too worried to do so.

I would like that very much. When would you like to meet?

Oh, you poor dear. Rest assured, we'll find a way for you to feel comfortable with your gift.

I am sorry, I will have to get back to you on that. I will investigate about a place we could use that will be safe for you and others around you.

Thank you. You're too kind.

It sounds as if you're used to situations like these.

Yes, I am. I own a private school for the gifted children in my world. Every student has a power or a few that they're learning to control. It has been my so called dayjob for the past two decades.

I never had any of these abilities before I came here. We don't seem to have this sort of thing back home.

Nothing like it in your world? At all?

Well, we do have magic... but I don't think that's quite the same thing.

No, I don't think so, either. But magic, that is fascinating. Did you dabble with it?

Alas, no. But I was friends with the town witch, and I also had a fairy godmother, sort of. I'm familiar with the concept, at least.

A fairy godmother? An actual fairy?

What was that like?

It was... unsettling, actually. Frightening, even.

Oh, that's unfortunate. In what way?

Well... she is of the Fair Folk. My father used to tell me stories about them all the time. And the Lady of the Lake told me the the Price I'd have to pay would outweigh the benefits of getting my wish.

That does sound rather terrifying. I hope you didn't end up paying that high price. Was she benevolent towards you, though?

I didn't. I went to the town witch, instead.

She... acted as such, but I have no idea if it was actually genuine.

What for?

And I do hope it was genuine for your sake.

I needed to change my fate, and I couldn't exactly do it alone. Not in my position.

I hope so, too. I wouldn't like to get on the bad side of one of the Fair Folk.

Your position? And what kind of fate is that, that you need a help of a witch to change?

I...

[She trails off for a moment.]

It's hardly pleasant conversation.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push you to tell me anything you don't want to tell me.

Oh, no. It's alright.

[She smiles. No harm done!]

Besides, I've ended up here, anyway. I finally got a fresh start.

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