[ Ever since the incident with the gravity rings, Erik has been on-edge. He never was totally sure about the stability of the station and the durability of all its systems, but to have the fragility of it all put in such stark relief has shaken him. As soon as the walls start shaking he lifts up, doing his best to not be tossed but the sudden shifts of gravity send him spinning and slamming into the walls and floor anyway.
It takes him a moment to rise to his feet. He's not a young man anymore, and he groans quietly as he tries to take stock of the damage. Of which there is none. To the station, anyway. And only superficial damage to himself, at least.
He goes still when he hears the all-too-familiar voice cursing up a storm. ]
Charles?
[ He looks up to see his friend with far more hair and far less wheelchair than when he last saw him. ]
( oo4. )
It takes him a moment to rise to his feet. He's not a young man anymore, and he groans quietly as he tries to take stock of the damage. Of which there is none. To the station, anyway. And only superficial damage to himself, at least.
He goes still when he hears the all-too-familiar voice cursing up a storm. ]
Charles?
[ He looks up to see his friend with far more hair and far less wheelchair than when he last saw him. ]
Shit.