<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>Headmaster's Office<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd 2017, mid morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rahne Sinclaire<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Speaking with, and helping, Rahne<br/><hr/><br/>"Thank you, Rahne. Try to empty your mind and just focus on speaking to me."<br/><br/>In an instant he entered her mind. After decades of practice the process was second nature to him, although it never quite felt natural it was certainly very easy. Her brain was scattered. A mess, really. He walked through it as though it were a vast maze, twisting and turning as he searched. The young Laura Kinney flashed into his mind. Her room mate. Although, judging by how Rahne saw her, there was a lot more to that than met the eye. Then the new girl, Antoinette. He'd have to get better acquainted with her soon, but she seemed polite. And then, as he'd always seen with Rahne, he found her darkness. Nightmarish scenes of her past, and imagined dark futures, spread across his vision. A part of him dearly wanted to quell these images from the young woman's mind, but he could not bring himself to pull away a part of what had made her. He'd be eliminating years upon years from ever having existed.<br/><br/>Soon enough he found what mattered. A vast, monstrous wolf within her mind. It was howling, and growling, as he approached. By this time it knew him very well as the man who had chained it so. Vast, iron shackles were bound around its limbs, and neck, keeping it restrained and safe. He approached, raising his hand lightly and watching the beast calm before it fell into a still trance. For a moment, the real Rahne would be entirely separate from that part of her mind. While he was in her head putting it to sleep the animal was disconnected from her. He began looking over the chains, inspecting them. Of course none of this was remotely real, but he found it helped to create a visualization of what was happening. Otherwise it was simply impossible to track. Fortunately it seemed to be perfectly in order.<br/><br/>Outside of her mind he stayed smiling at her, shaking his head a little when her cheeks flushed.<br/><br/><em>"It's okay Rahne, I understand. Many people have no other choice. But I truly hope you are happy here. You're always a joy to see."<br/></em><br/>He gave no inclination of what he'd seen in her mind, although she was experienced enough with him that he was sure she'd know what he'd witnessed. He chuckled a little at her comments about the movie.<br/><br/><em>"My morning was good, relaxing. How was yours? Oh, and I'm glad you enjoyed the movie. I can't say I had planned it but perhaps we could start having them more regularly as an evening activity."<br/></em><br/>