[Charles took his time changing his clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles in his dress shirt. Charles was always somehow fashionably late, usually because he was lost in a book or series of books, but this time, he needed the time, still recovering his energy. No, reading Erik wouldn't be a problem at all. He had restricted his own power use after arriving. He was conserving energy.
He wheeled into the pub, halting the chair. He would have to see about an electric chair just for the sake of his arms. ]
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He wheeled into the pub, halting the chair. He would have to see about an electric chair just for the sake of his arms. ]