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[balancingminds]

The compartment isn't as elegant as the ones in Europe but it will do and Charles has found them a comfortable one to get north.

There's space enough for them both to stretch out and since its not a heavy time, they have a measure of privacy, and the club car's not far away.

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[markedformore]

Erik raises his brows when he sees precisely what Charles had seen. "Now I see why you elected to drag us here instead of down to Virginia," he deadpans dryly, giving Charles a knowing look.

[balancingminds]

"Virgina's easy to get to when we're ready. And the club reminded me a little of places that Raven and I used to sneak off to in New York. Not exactly the same, night clubs but something along those lines,"

Also he wants more time with Erik without everyone else around.

[markedformore]

Erik raises his brow at the confession that Charles used to sneak into New York for similar clubs. "If you're good," he remarks, "then I might just buy you a lapdance with some of our new money from the CIA's stipend. I would dearly love to claim such a thing on my expenses."

[balancingminds]

He raises his eyebrows at that,

"You want me to be good? Define your terms."

[markedformore]

Erik works Shaw's coin around his fingers, an absent-minded movement that takes little thought. "I think, perhaps, if you are able to convince our mutant to come with us, that would qualify as being good," he says, seeing as he can hardly reward a restraint of physical touching of the girls they're about to see with the very same.

[balancingminds]

"That shouldn't be too great a challenge,"

He watches the coin dance across Erik's fingers, its a soothing motion, a form of almost meditation.

[markedformore]

"Confident in your abilities?" Erik assesses with a nod of his head, happy to see Charles so sure of himself. "Well, we'll see. Perhaps she won't find anything to her liking."

[balancingminds]

"I can be very convincing, ask Raven. I'm certain we can figure something to draw her out,"

Charles smirks at the thought of how between the two of them, they cover most ideas of male attractiveness and they're fellow mutants.

[markedformore]

Erik knows firsthand how convincing Charles can be, but elects to say nothing more upon the subject, sitting back and sipping at the neck of his beer slowly. "Are we to take her back on the train tonight? Or have you booked us a motel?"

[balancingminds]

"I found us a place to stay as we don't want her to feel too rushed. And there's no need for us to hurry more than we have to,"

They're not that far away and he's not expecting a great deal of trouble.

[markedformore]

Erik's smile turns languid and pleased at that, happy to hear that they've arrangements to aid them. "Well, then, here's to our little trip," he says, raising the glass in the air for Charles to toast. "And whatever trouble we might find."

[balancingminds]

Charles grins and raises his beer,

"Yes, to enjoyable trouble."

[markedformore]

Sometimes, Erik thinks that Charles could never know true trouble, but the man has done things here and there that have Erik doubting such a belief. "Tell me," he says. "Have you ever been to such a club before?"

[balancingminds]

"Yes, at Oxford, I found it an educational trip because considering how often people daydream and think about sex. When confronted with opportunities, many of them end up rather boring,"

It was a fun night, but one he mainly watched and drank at with some flirting.

[markedformore]

Erik raises his brow, refusing to let a comment like that merely pass his notice by. "Charles, you can hardly begin with that and not follow through," he chides. "What do people think about?"

[balancingminds]

"Everything, fantasies about the people around them, all sorts of ideas. When I was younger, I thought them odd until I understood then I blushed a good deal,"

He laughs and stretches out on the seat, sometimes the thoughts get tiring but he knows how to filter them out.

[markedformore]

"So that means that people take those in their immediate surroundings into mind for their fantasies," Erik says, clipped and cool. He leans out into the hall slightly. "Tell me, then. What are those women in the opposite car thinking about you?"

[balancingminds]

Charles leans his hand against his cheek and listens,

"Oh, they're thinking more of you. I look too square though there's at least one speculation that I'm probably rich and possibly nice. Apparently the one in polka dots is wondering about my lips as she would like to kiss them. The woman in green would like to climb you. Apparently she's a dancer and rather flexible."

[markedformore]

Erik raises his brow, peering out the window as if he's actually giving thought to serving as a tree to some woman's legs, but he dismisses it easily enough, turning his attention back to Charles. "Well, a shame for them my attention is already captivated, isn't it?"

[balancingminds]

The woman in green smiles at him as her friends smile as Charles grins,

"Yes, though I do agree with her sentiment."

[markedformore]

It's enough to catch Erik's attention, drawing it back from the women. "You mean to say you think of mounting me like a tree?" he muses, rather interested in the visual that plays in his mind. "Let's never say you don't have excellent ideas, Charles."

[balancingminds]

"Mounting is an odd word, but, yes something like that,"

While taking a sip of his beer, he projects an image of him pressing Erik against a wall with a kiss, climbing him.

[markedformore]

Reluctant as Erik is to give up control, Charles does paint quite the lovely picture into his mouth and he makes an assessing noise of mild delight, nodding his head as he drinks. "I believe such a thing could be arranged. Later, of course, after our work."

[balancingminds]

"Something to look forward to,"

The noise Erik makes is even more than Charles was hoping for and he looks smug.

[markedformore]

He's more than happy to indulge, but the work of furthering their cause will always come first. "In this hotel that you've rented for us," he says. "Which begs the question; have you made provisions for a second if we are successful tonight?"