Captivity Was Never An Option

[Erik Lehnsherr]

Erik felt like he was missing something. The side glances, the underlying tension in their tones and air. What exactly had they been talking about before he came in? How exactly did they know each other before meeting -- or reuniting -- under these circumstances? Erik refrained from asking, for whatever had happened between them, did not result most amicably. He had to admit he was also slightly surprised at the way Magda so casually hinted toward joining him. He glanced at Charles as he moved toward the bed, aware that if he tried to help him he would most likely get scolded . . . and perhaps be blamed for not assisting him either. But the telepath seemed to get along just fine shifting himself in the bed, and saying good night. "Do not worry about keeping watch," he assured him. For as Magda had pointed out, Charles had been the one heavily drugged -- more so than Erik for they knew keeping him in a non metal facility was an effective enough way to contain him.

"You will need your strength," he added. One of them was powerful enough, so with the three of them combined, well, they would be unstoppable and guaranteed to escape this mess and return back to their lives. Erik took in the room, seeing that there were two with one adjoining door. He left the food on the side table next to Charles should he get hungry, and then turned to Magda. "We will keep watch from the next bedroom, and leave Charles to rest," Magneto decided as he made his way to the other bedroom, and only half closed the door, just in case there was an incoming threat from either point of entry. He was not about to sleep; he could easily keep watch with Magda unless he was able to convince her to get some rest as well.