[ By the time Emma sought him out, a good portion of jump 44 had crept away from them both. After more than a week, she'd realized that the empathic connections were not a matter of circumstance, but could be created deliberately, as Resnik and Ward had cautioned them about, and after two weeks, she'd managed minor manifestations that were not a product of magic, but rather a result of tapping into some force of the ship, the same force that had been plaguing them for what felt like eons.
The first time she heard a thought, it was during her security patrol, and she had picked up indistinguishable chatter from within a room. The hardest part, she discovered, was distinguishing it from speech. It took a few days after that before she realized, of course, that the man to go to was the same one she'd gone to for all such peculiarities. And so, Emma sought Charles out in the xenobiology lab, inviting herself in on the heels of someone with access, keeping her hands off the lab tables and equipment. ]
xeno. charles xavier & emma swan.
The first time she heard a thought, it was during her security patrol, and she had picked up indistinguishable chatter from within a room. The hardest part, she discovered, was distinguishing it from speech. It took a few days after that before she realized, of course, that the man to go to was the same one she'd gone to for all such peculiarities. And so, Emma sought Charles out in the xenobiology lab, inviting herself in on the heels of someone with access, keeping her hands off the lab tables and equipment. ]
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