New Divide

New Divide: 19

“Are we just meant to stay here and do nothing? I mean, is there a reason why we're here? Other than keeping an eye on us I mean.”

“You want to explore.” Margo tilted her head to the side and looked up at Charles. “It was the one outstanding thought which seemed to circulate your mind when I was trying to give my presentation.”

Wincing she stretched her legs out. Between them they had managed to find a simple lounge area. Sofas, chairs, a small coffee table. It was all rather simple, and much to Margo's dislike it was all clinically white.

“I was that boring that you took to daydreaming?” Charles smiled and looked down at her.

She shook her head. “I didn't mean to. It just sort of happened.” Frowning she hit him playfully on the arm. “You didn't have to listen!”

“Between you and Stryker, it was hard not to.” Charles admitted.

“What's it like?” She shuffled up on the sofa and leant her arm against the back of it. Leaning her head against her hand she looked at him curiously.

“It's like static,” he answered thoughtfully while narrowing his eyes to the wall opposite to them. “You know the different ranges in sounds when static is on?” Margo nodded only to shake her head slowly. “All right, think about having the television on, yet in another room there's another one. It's more distant in sound, but you can still hear it, right?”

“Right.” Margo nodded, she was following this analogy much better.

“Then on the floor above, there's someone listening to the radio. That sound is muffled but it's still audible, isn't it?”

“Yes.”

“That's what it's like. Different ranges and volumes all at the same time. Just, I can tune out when I wish to.”

“You must have one hell of a headache.” Margo said at length.

Charles laughed and reclined against the sofa, he nodded and leant his head against the back of it. Looking to the ceiling he tilted his head to the side to look at her. “First, at the beginning...not so much now.” He admitted, Margo slowly nodded and turned to sit in a similar way to him. Reaching up she put her legs on the coffee table. “They really are going to love you.” Charles said while looking to where her feet were positioned on the coffee table. By now most of the grassy mud had dried, it was flaking off and as such it was flaking either over the white coffee table, or on the floor below. “At least, I suppose, if you were to get lost, we could follow the trail.” He said thoughtfully while leaning against the back of the sofa again and slowly shutting his eyes.

“I'd rather that trail to be followed than a trail of destruction.”

“Hm,” was the response she received, she raised an eyebrow and looked to him. He was sitting seemingly going to sleep. How he managed that in this room she didn't know. If the white wasn't still viewable after the eye had shut, then she was rather sure the overbearing bright lights would be distracting enough.

She wasn't one for sleeping. Rather, she slept at odd times. Somewhat of an insomniac Margo would often find herself awake until the early hours of the morning. Seeing as how it had just gone midnight, she still had about four more hours or so give or take to be awake for.

Letting out a heavy sigh she crossed her arms and shut her eyes. Scrunching her nose up she exhaled heavily again and opened her eyes.

“I get the feeling you are either bored, or uncomfortable or both.” Charles said quietly while slowly opening his eyes and looking over to her. She sat and sighed and gently fidgeted for a few more moments before he spoke up. Margo stopped though when she heard his voice. She sheepishly looked over to him. “No, you didn't wake me up.” He smiled and sat up stretching his arms out in front of him he looked to her. “Come on,” standing up he gently put his hands on her shoulders and nudged her towards the door. She reached out and opened it and walked out into the corridor. There was no one around. Much like earlier on, not a soul could be seen, or heard. Looking down the corridor they exchanged a look before walking down the stretching corridor they found themselves in.

Readjusting the grip she had on her shoes she took to sliding along again. Turning and managing to go backwards she frowned. She was leaving a trail. Rolling her eyes she stopped and waited for Charles to catch up to her before turning and going off again.

Turning a corner she leant against the wall, “You don't have to stay awake to keep me company. You know this right?” Charles just looked at her simply. “Go to bed! Out of the two of us you've had the much busier day.” Margo rolled her eyes and walked by his side as they continued on their way. “No doubt tomorrow will be busy for you again. So you know...the more sleep you get the better...and all that...” Margo said awkwardly while looking up at the ceiling and around.

Charles tilted his head to the side and curiously looked at her. “Why, Margo, are you worrying for my welfare?” He was returning her earlier joking about Raven, with joking of his own. And much like him, a blank expression flitted onto Margo's face as she quickly glanced at him. “That is very kind of you, my dear, but I am fine. As a recent graduate may I just say that I spent many nights up till the early hours of the morning.”

“It's midnight.”

“I may be slightly jet lagged.” Charles smiled and waved a finger at her.

Margo raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“No.” He admitted which resulted in her laughing. Blinking slowly he just smiled and quietly sighed as she calmed down.

“Hm, no, face it, you've lost it. Whatever skills you had to staying up to the early hours of the morning are lost, Professor.” Margo smirked and gave him a wink before disappearing into a room. The door opened back up and she smiled. “Good night, Charles.”

Smiling he inclined his head slowly and put his hands in his pockets. “Good night, Margo.” She gave him one more smile before shutting the door slowly and disappearing within the room.

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(A/N: Ok! I'm popping up to say that my internet is getting cut off late tonight/tomorrow because I'm switching to fibre optic, so I'm not sure whether I'll be on to update. If not I'll pop up on Tuesday!)