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[balancingminds]

Charles is tired and worried, Javert has gone missing and its causing painful ripples. Its hard to see Guppy blaming himself and he fears what Hannibal might have talked to Javert about since he can't imagine anything productive coming from that conversation.

He's spent the day either downstairs or outside walking trying to find ways to keep himself from imagining too many possibilities. In the evening, he sits down at a table with a crossword and his notebook, jotting down ideas of how to make those they've recruited and will recruit come together.

(OOC: Charles is listening passively to the thoughts around him, please include them or a reason he wouldn't be able to hear them in your narration. Thank you.)

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[runningred]

Jay stumbles down to the bar, looking utterly exhausted. Too tired to concentrate, his mental shielding has gone back to the default setting of utterly closed. Thank you J'onn and years of training.

He doesn't notice Charles at first, flopping down on a couch with a sigh.

[balancingminds]

Charles notices him and frowns at how closed off he is so walks over and sits beside him,

"Jay, what have you been doing to yourself?"

[runningred]

Jay looks up with surprise, hating himself for being so worn out that he didn't notice Charles come over. He shifts to make room for Charles on the couch. "Working. Picked up a job installing a security system for a friend. Things went a bit south in his world and I had to push to get finished before a storm hit." He pushes his hair back from his face with a sigh. "I forgot how much I hate working in humid climates.

[balancingminds]

"I've never liked humidity even though I grew up with it. Do you like doing that sort of job?"

He doesn't know enough about security systems to know if its more or less complex than a bike.

[runningred]

"I can work in the heat of Africa just fine but the swamps of the deep south and I'm useless." Jay sighs, letting his head fall back.

He shrugs. "Designing the system was a challenge. I enjoyed that but I built it too technical so I was the only one who could install it. It was more mess than fun. I don't mind the hard work but I'm knackered now."

[cutting_edgex23]

"Charles," X says, approaching from the left.

She does not worry about being physically quiet.

"You are okay?"

It's always good to check.

[balancingminds]

"Hello, X. I've been better. I found out someone who hasn't been settling in well at Milliways has disappeared and Guppy is worried,"

And Guppy is someone he tries to help so now he's concerned.

[cutting_edgex23]

"Oh."

X frowns, very slightly.

"They have disappeared here? Or they have not come back. From their world."

Or someone else's world.

[balancingminds]

"Not come back from his own worlds but hadn't had a door for a while. He entered Milliways while committing suicide, so I'm not certain how he could go back. Guppy wasn't completely clear about it."

[witchfinder_general]

One of the ripples that Javert's disappearance has caused manifests in Father Harman, who is outside when Charles takes his walk, looking at the building site and trying to imagine what the church would have looked like in that place.

What it will look like, eventually. He has one of Javert's early drawings.

[balancingminds]

Charles follows his gaze, so this is the priest and what will be the church. It kept Javert busy which is something, though Charles feels unsure of how much it can do. There doesn't seem any great need for it. He walks over to look at how its being built.

[witchfinder_general]

"Hello," the priest says when he hears somebody coming closer.

He turns, looking at Charles and wondering if the man was yet another friend of Javert's.

[balancingminds]

"Hello. So this will be a church? Has there been such a call for one here?"

Religion seems on the edges in Milliways, its something Charles appreciates about it as religion has a way of drawing lines around what it doesn't like.

[fry_sandhu]

Fry is nearby, reading a book about earthworms he got from the library.

[balancingminds]

Charles looks up and smiles at him, it seems like an interesting.

[fry_sandhu]

Fry eventually spots Charles and looks up.

"Professor, did you know that worms have got boy bits and girl bits?" he asks.

[balancingminds]

"I don't think I did or if I did it was a while ago."

[sithis_shaped]

Meanwhile, there's a white-haired, cat-eyed, oddly-dressed man sprawled the wrong way across a sofa, who is entirely unconcerned with any of these things. Though it may be pretty hard to sense that, given the fact that his mind is making precisely as much noise as you'd think a Madgod's thoughts would make.

It starts slowly - a periodic and arhythmic cataloguing of the varieties of dust on the 12th barstool on the right. Thoughts of murder. Mutilation. Laughter. Hatred. Clowns. Cabbages. The brain begins to twist on itself. To gnaw and nibble and tear at its own bowels. Slowly, it grows, in a deliberate, cacophonous crescendo directed by a sadistic conductor, until it threatens to drown out all else.

The smell of cheese is overpowering.

[balancingminds]

As the thoughts grow louder, Charles strengthens his shields and takes a long drink as he searches out who's mind the thoughts come from.

He didn't need his headache to get worse and focuses to block out as much as he can, which dims all the surrounding thoughts for him.

[sithis_shaped]

With this, Sheogorath bolts upright from his seat and begins to turn his neck back and forth like a curious chicken, searching for the culprit. A big burst of mental energy like that is certainly enough to catch a god's attention. Especially a mad one.

[balancingminds]

Charles' shields don't hide his telepathy, at this point they protect his mind. His mind is still on blocking and sipping his drink.

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[singsometimes]

"Well, you're lookin' a little thoughtful, Professor."

Jess' internal thoughts don't go anywhere beyond perfect pleasantness, menial things about the state of her apartment, Schmidt's newest pair of loafers, and Nick's bartending shift back home being tonight. (And meanwhile, she's here.)

"Long time no see."

[balancingminds]

(OOC: *Twirls you* Hello!)

Her thoughts are pleasant as is hearing her and he looks up with a smile, "Far too long. How are you doing?"

[singsometimes]

[ooc: <333 I decided to pop into Milliways today and tag you because I MISS YOU. Apologies for what will undoubtedly be a slightly rusty start. I am juuuust getting back into RP. BUT HI.]

Jess returns the smile.

"Pretty good," she says. "I mean, I've been on a little bit of an end-of-the-universe withdrawal, what with life being so normal lately ... but then the door showed up, so here I am.

"How about you?"

She gestures to the crossword by him.

"I see that's been getting no love from you," she teases.

[balancingminds]

(OOC: Nothing to apologize for and I'm on aim too.)

"Normal, I don't think that I've ever known that. It must be boring. No, whoever wrote it was in a cruel mood,"

He pushes the crossword over, maybe she can help.