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[starrydome]

 The appearance of the Bar is a surprise. He is rather taken with the construction toys and not just because he finds plastic fascinating, but he still heads to the Bar where the vidscreen appears. That too is a surprise.

The explanation is fascinating and it resonates, the desire to honor the spark of life and to create and renew. As for the choices -

The first choice is not the shown metal thing, but rather something within it. A mind that propels a vessel through space.  A ship that knows itself. But the sign of this ship is a red eye and that is as sinister as the black hand.

The second choice is a horse, grazing quietly.

The third choice - at first it looks like a mere reflection of himself, but he realizes immediately that it is not. It is who he could have been had he made another choice.

And so he makes his choice and his choice is to graciously but firmly say, "Thank you. But no."

So he takes his mug of tea and goes to inspect the brightly coloured toys instead.

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[balancingminds]

Charles has decided to not make any changes this Cubefall but he enjoys the toys, they remind him of being younger. He's currently taken over a table and is building his home in Westchester but making it a little more.

When he sees Elrond, he smiles at the sight of what appears to be an elf, hopefully this one will be nicer than the last one he met, "Hello, are you looking for somewhere to create?"

[starrydome]

"To begin with, I am merely looking, I think," Elrond replies with a small smile.

[balancingminds]

"Cubefall creates a lot to look at,"

As people try on new shapes and change what's around them.

[starrydome]

Elrond settles down and looks at the table. "And what are you creating?" he asks.

[balancingminds]

"A home, there's the back porch, the main house and then all the gardens and everything around it,"

He hasn't been working on it for too long so things are still in process.

[starrydome]

"Your own, or one you would like to have?" He knows that dream well.

[balancingminds]

"My own, now, its where I grew up but not where I live at the moment."

[starrydome]

"It looks like a very nice place to live, indeed," Elrond says, and then he introduces himself. "My name is Elrond Half-elven."

[balancingminds]

"Charles Xavier," He takes a sip of his tea to hide his recognition at the name.

[starrydome]

"Well met, Charles Xavier," Elrond replies with a small nod.

[balancingminds]

"Is this your first Cubefall? It's mine and I find it an intriguing holiday,"

Then he gestures to the free seat, Elrond is free to join him and he can order more tea.

[starrydome]

"Mine as well," Elrond says as he accepts the offered seat. "It seems a little strange to me, but I like the idea of celebrating creation and renewal."

[balancingminds]

"Yes, the ideas behind it are powerful and its fascinating how many people embrace the chance to be something other than themselves,"

It's not something Charles has a desire for, he is himself.

[sunbaked_baker]

There is a bright scrap of color zooming about the bar, occasionally chirruping a bright, "Tiu tiu tiu tiu!" at passing patrons.

Someone has made the choice to get away from herself for a while, and has found it very liberating. There is nothing like the freedom of flight for dispelling gloom.

[starrydome]

He looks up and smiles at the colourful bird, briefly wondering if he knows the person it normally is.

[sunbaked_baker]

The colorful nectar-drinker (a shape totally Sunshine's style), barely bigger than a hummingbird, hovers briefly as it recognizes Elrond. With a slew of friendly chittering, the sunbird perches on the nearby peak of a half-finished tower someone had been building using one of the constructor sets.

[starrydome]

He laughs and says, "Hello, little bird. What a beautiful you have."

[sunbaked_baker]

The bird preens smugly, chittering, then spreads its wings up.

Not a show-off at all. Nope.

[starrydome]

Another laugh. "Yes, those are very beautiful wings. And strong too, I can tell."

[sunbaked_baker]

Fast, too. Did we mention fast? The bird leaps up into an easy hover, chittering at him cheerfully. The sunbird is finding her own speed to be exhilarating - something Sunshine hadn't expected. Nor had she expected the freedom of flight to do such wonders for her spirit.

Things are simpler, as a bird. Every sight and sound and sensation more immediate to her consciousness. No crises of morality when the bright sky is there to zoom about in; no worries of whether or not one's hands taint whatever they touch, when they are such glorious wings.

[starrydome]

He holds up a hand to see if she will be willing to land on it that he may take a closer look at her.

[sunbaked_baker]

The bird has no hesitation, when Elrond holds out his hand - that is a lot of trust, right there.

She alights on his hand, perched along his finger, with a cheerful "Tiu!" singing from the long, curved bill.

[starrydome]

He smiles at her. "Thank you, little bird. It is difficult to be sad when someone as beautiful and cheerful as you is keeping me company."

[sunbaked_baker]

The bird chitters at him, amused by the irony of the situation. Just a few days previous, he was the one seeking to keep her from despair.

Oh! She remembers, Elrond doesn't even know who she is!

With a chirruped explanation that probably doesn't do any good, the bird takes off towards the fireplace couch. It is very fast. After a moment of searching, it finds what it's looking for - what it had dropped earlier - and comes speeding back.

The colorful bird perches again on Elrond's finger, clutching a large piece of metallic-gold confetti shaped like a many-rayed sun, in its bill.

[starrydome]

He looks at the little sun and then he looks closer at the bird. "Rae," he says - and it is not a question. When you know what to look for, it is not that hard to see.

"I see that flight agrees with you."