“Has told you nothing but lies, and you can't exactly use rumors as a reason for my expulsion. And if you try, well there's always the court,” Charles interrupts, leaning over and giving Shaw his best imitation of Erik's psychotic smirk. It didn't seem to have quite the same effect, since Shaw just blinked at him owlishly, obviously not quite getting the point yet. "And while the school board usually wins in cases like this, do you really think any lawyers the state can hire can match up to the ones the Xavier's have under employment, especially given that your case is based entirely on heresy?"
Shaw blanches at him, but a defeated look entered his gaze, body seeming to sag into itself. Charles swears that for a second he looks a decade older, but that passes as he smiles on Charles, expression barely masking the obvious rage bubbling against the surface. "How about this Charles, I give you a week of detention and we forget the past two weeks ever happened."
Charles glances back at Erik, trying to gage if that would be acceptable,, or if his boyfriend needed more immediate revenge. Erik nods his acquiescence, and Charles turns back to Shaw and considers the offer one last time. It is fair he supposes, since he and Alex did bang up those lockers quite a bit, and God knows how much property damage Erik has caused in his name over the past two weeks. "I think that seems fair enough to keep us out of court-"
"He's going to be in court anyway, so save your breath, Charles," Emma calls, sauntering in seemingly out of nowhere, flanked by two cops. Things suddenly seemed even more serious than they only seconds ago, though Charles doesn’t quite know what Emma’s game is here.
Don’t look so nervous, Xavier, they’re here for Principal Shaw, not you. As if my revenge would be so petty. Charles glances over at the principal then and finds that man has gone pale, beads of sweat forming at his temples and his mask of politeness cracking with lines of rage and terror. “You see, Mr. Shaw has been sexually harassing me since the beginning of the school year, and it has come to my attention that he's recently started doing the same to Charles here.”
“You have no proof! Look officers, the two of them have always been… troubled, and-“ Shaw doesn’t bother finishing his sentence when Emma holds up her IPhone, smirk cold as the sounds of Shaw’s carefully worded threats to Charles from two weeks ago echoed across the room, Erik’s grip on his wrist growing tighter with every passing word. Charles runs his fingers feather soft along Erik’s arm, and some of the tension slipped from Erik, though tendrils of rage and hopelessness still clung to his mind.
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Re: Fill: Judging A Book By the Wrong Cover 8B, SlutShaming, Rumors, Attempted NonCon, Sexual Harass
Date: 2012-05-08 10:42 pm (UTC)Shaw blanches at him, but a defeated look entered his gaze, body seeming to sag into itself. Charles swears that for a second he looks a decade older, but that passes as he smiles on Charles, expression barely masking the obvious rage bubbling against the surface. "How about this Charles, I give you a week of detention and we forget the past two weeks ever happened."
Charles glances back at Erik, trying to gage if that would be acceptable,, or if his boyfriend needed more immediate revenge. Erik nods his acquiescence, and Charles turns back to Shaw and considers the offer one last time. It is fair he supposes, since he and Alex did bang up those lockers quite a bit, and God knows how much property damage Erik has caused in his name over the past two weeks. "I think that seems fair enough to keep us out of court-"
"He's going to be in court anyway, so save your breath, Charles," Emma calls, sauntering in seemingly out of nowhere, flanked by two cops. Things suddenly seemed even more serious than they only seconds ago, though Charles doesn’t quite know what Emma’s game is here.
Don’t look so nervous, Xavier, they’re here for Principal Shaw, not you. As if my revenge would be so petty. Charles glances over at the principal then and finds that man has gone pale, beads of sweat forming at his temples and his mask of politeness cracking with lines of rage and terror. “You see, Mr. Shaw has been sexually harassing me since the beginning of the school year, and it has come to my attention that he's recently started doing the same to Charles here.”
“You have no proof! Look officers, the two of them have always been… troubled, and-“ Shaw doesn’t bother finishing his sentence when Emma holds up her IPhone, smirk cold as the sounds of Shaw’s carefully worded threats to Charles from two weeks ago echoed across the room, Erik’s grip on his wrist growing tighter with every passing word. Charles runs his fingers feather soft along Erik’s arm, and some of the tension slipped from Erik, though tendrils of rage and hopelessness still clung to his mind.