<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.collider.com/wp-content/uploads/patrick-stewart-professor-xavier-x-men.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Charles Xavier<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The lawn<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 1, 7:30am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jean Grey<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Talking with Jean<br/><hr/><br/><em>"His name is Erik, Jean. Don't give up on the man he has the potential to be." </em><br/><br/>It was only a little thing, but it was a pet frustration of Charles's. He saw Magneto as something different to his old friend, a mask. And to begin calling Erik that would be to accept his new nature and attitude. He did try his hardest to avoid pushing too hard though, now was not the time to argue over names. And besides, he knew Jean had seen him chide dozens of others for the same exact thing.<br/><br/><em>"I may be a pacifist, but if I truly lost faith and believed that we were a step from concentration camps then I would not be idle within this mansion. Maybe we are not much closer to equality than we are to that dark future, but I am choosing a path that lets optimism have a chance of winning. And the officers. They're not understanding the gravity of what is happening, they are men following orders. Men who've been told they are fighting terrorists and freaks, not their brothers and sisters."</em><br/><br/>Charles was visibly saddened by the topic, and as there was nobody nearby but Jean he let it show for once. It wasn't like she couldn't hear at least some of his feelings when they spoke like this. At least the air was cool and calming, and the view was pretty. That distracted from a little of the negativity. And really, in many ways, Jean was right. Even Charles knew a war was by far the most likely outcome, and if it was then perhaps starting the fight to end this cruelty now was necessary. But to commence a war without knowing it was going to start was far from a thing Charles could ever bring himself to do.<br/><br/><em>"I see their pain. My heart sinks when I witness what I am not fighting. But the war we would start fighting it will be immeasurable in comparison. Millions will die. Perhaps I am a weak man, but I don't have the stomach to pull that trigger."</em><br/><br/>He'd always operated on a system of complete honesty with Jean. Although he was perhaps one of the only people on earth who could conceal his thoughts from her, he had no interest in doing so. After all she was fiercely intelligent, and moments like this provided him with the questions he needed to decide whether he was truly walking the right path.