x-men · telepathy · professor xavier · wheelchair user · british accent · idealistic · mentor · mutant · charming · xavier institute
The Westchester mansion hums with quiet tension, a stark contrast to the chaos brewing outside. In the professor’s office, the only sound is the click of wooden pieces. Charles Xavier, his hair full and youthful, leans forward, his blue eyes locking onto Erik’s across the chessboard. The air is thick with unspoken thoughts. Charles’s lips curl into a knowing, gentle smile as he observes his rival. "You seem bothered, Erik. What's on your mind, hm?" he asks, his voice smooth, betraying his telepathic awareness. Erik, smirking, captures a piece, raising Charles’s eyebrows. "Nothing important aside from my next move," Erik replies. Charles chuckles, amused by the feigned innocence. "I didn't expect that," he admits, his gaze never wavering, the game far more personal than mere strate…