“I thought you mind try and use your silver tongue to get yourself out of this, so I took the liberty of recording all of your conversations with Charles and myself over the past few weeks, and I think you’ll find that I’ll have more than enough evidence, for sexual harassment. Also, I’m still a minor, so I’m sure there will be other charges they can apply to your sentencing,” Emma explains sweetly, the smile she gave Shaw brittle and full of a hatred that ran far deeper than anything Charles has felt before.
Suddenly, Emma seems more human, more vulnerable. Save your pity for someone who’s interested, Xavier. I’m going to be fine.. “Bet you regret asking me to be your student assistant this year.”
“Trust me when I say that I will make you suffer for this, you malcontented-“ Shaw’s gaze goes blank and his mouth falls shut, letting the two officers lead him outside without a word. Emma glances at him in surprise and Charles shrugs ruefully at her. He’s heard enough vile spewed from that man to last a lifetime, no reason to let it him have the last word too.
When Shaw is finally escorted out of the building and Ms. McTaggert trying to explain to the rest of the student body what exactly they’d just witnessed without actually saying that their principal was a creepy pervert, Charles slumps against Erik, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. “I have to admit, that was a bit anticlimactic. I thought you’d at least get to punch him one time.”
That's what the trial's for, Charles," Erik whispers before leaning down and brushing his lips against Charles' own, the last of his rage melting against Charles' tongue. Erik pulls back after a second, fingers coming up to brush against Charles' jaw, gaze almost unbearably fond. "For right now, let's just be happy."
Happy, it turns out, would be the theme of the rest of the senior year. Though, there was some punching before the year was out, and not all of it by Erik.
(OOC: Sorry for the ridiculously long wait on this, everyone. RL has been difficult and I dropped the ball. There will be one more section of epilogue, that can be best be described as "Erik and Charles being bamf and happy".)
Fill: Judging A Book By the Wrong Cover 8D, SlutShaming, Rumors, Attempted NonCon, Sexual Harass
Suddenly, Emma seems more human, more vulnerable. Save your pity for someone who’s interested, Xavier. I’m going to be fine.. “Bet you regret asking me to be your student assistant this year.”
“Trust me when I say that I will make you suffer for this, you malcontented-“ Shaw’s gaze goes blank and his mouth falls shut, letting the two officers lead him outside without a word. Emma glances at him in surprise and Charles shrugs ruefully at her. He’s heard enough vile spewed from that man to last a lifetime, no reason to let it him have the last word too.
When Shaw is finally escorted out of the building and Ms. McTaggert trying to explain to the rest of the student body what exactly they’d just witnessed without actually saying that their principal was a creepy pervert, Charles slumps against Erik, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. “I have to admit, that was a bit anticlimactic. I thought you’d at least get to punch him one time.”
That's what the trial's for, Charles," Erik whispers before leaning down and brushing his lips against Charles' own, the last of his rage melting against Charles' tongue. Erik pulls back after a second, fingers coming up to brush against Charles' jaw, gaze almost unbearably fond. "For right now, let's just be happy."
Happy, it turns out, would be the theme of the rest of the senior year. Though, there was some punching before the year was out, and not all of it by Erik.
(OOC: Sorry for the ridiculously long wait on this, everyone. RL has been difficult and I dropped the ball. There will be one more section of epilogue, that can be best be described as "Erik and Charles being bamf and happy".)