#conducting research - xavier rp

[undeadtoll]

Finding himself unable to focus on his work this particular day, the bat has decided to go outside for a moment with what appears to be a tome or two. He lays them out on the ground, the pages open to show some more powerful spells.

After seeing what Nox could do with magic against the creature that attacked him some time ago, Xavier knew he needed to practice it much more and learn some spells to defend himself better. At this moment, he takes some deep breaths as he stands there, before looking down at the book to his left.

He tries to focus his energy, but it's taking several attempts to perform the magic he wants. It's making him impatient as he huffs and stares down at the book.

What am I doing wrong...? I'm doing everything exactly as described... He kneels down towards the left tome, picking it up and reading its pages more carefully.

This was also the time Nox was out, didn’t say where he was going to, but all he did leaving a note behind he’ll return. As wasn’t expected to actually appear, where Xavier was standing there was an open spot and there was a circle drawn. Seem had some designs there, that begin to glow. A sudden flash Nox was seen there in a clean suit, even his hair was fixed up more presentable. Next to him someone new- he was on a bigger framed in the library. Taller Nox himself, close around 9 foot, little more wicked.

Soon when the two were walking, both noticed the other male there. Nox notice what Xavier was doing, “I see you are practicing, and might be having trouble.” For him to now walking up, “Need help on it?” Until realizing something, Turning to the Peacock male, who was looking back giving a dismissal sign.

“… I will discuss the matter later, Harold.” Hear him only to walk in the house.

That smile did gave Nox a small chill, even to use his real name in front of Xavier like that… Of course..

“Anyways— seems you are working on your magic, I take it.” Now his attention is back at the bat, can see the look on his face too. Nox trying his best not give much of a sign, “Don’t worry about him, he’s— a resident of the house hold… Which the one no one ever wants to meet.” Almost like giving a warning. Deep down knowing gonna have to say it soon.

[youreverydayghost]

Continuing from here!

Xavier studies everything around him, including this... puppet. The look in their eyes startles him a little, but still, he has researched this kind of magic, so it at least feels somewhat familiar. Still, he thanks the puppet for bringing the tea, and he nods to Nox to signal his thankfulness as well.

He takes a sip of the tea and immediately knows something different is in it. He picks it up immediately: medicine. This is a surprisingly kind gesture... He sighs as he makes the realization - and as the tea helps clear his sinuses. 

The bat looks back at Nox after hearing his explanation on warlock magic. He looks somewhat intrigued by this point, leaning in as he listens. Making the impossible possible... It does seem most intriguing, doesn't it? Seems like a dream come true, to help others with knowledge only I could possess. 

But at this point, he leans back. Though, I must admit... I have already studied magic extensively and learned plenty of spells, mixing them with my extensive knowledge on anatomy and physiology for my work, and I haven't finished exploring their limits yet... And not to mention, my existence in of itself is an odd one, having experienced several lifetimes in different bodies and suffered several deaths by this point...

He takes another sip, and he looks down into his cup.

And though I do genuinely wish to learn more... I do fear my existence is already nearing its end. He says this as he puts his hand over the gem on his chest again - it must be important to him somehow. My soul is weary, and so is this body. I barely even feel alive anymore. If I can just hold on and keep up with my endlessly inquisitive mind...

He suddenly coughs again, and this time, he groans with frustration and sets his tea cup down, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. Under his breath, he mutters, Lord, help me, how did I end up in this situation...

But soon, he tries to gather his nerves and looks back up. It seems I'll have some decisions to make soon enough...

@undeadtoll

[undeadtoll]

Walking around the house while taking a break from his work, Xavier looks down and finds a piece of paper torn in half on the floor in Nox's office. Intrigued, he decides to go over there, pick it up, and turn it over to see it.

Only, it's not just a paper. It's a photograph - of a family of owls, including the parents and their two sons. And one of them looks somewhat like Nox.

He raises a brow as he looks at the owls, wondering what this picture is doing here in the doctor's office. Speaking of who... he looks up, and he sees Nox walking around the corner. He waits for Nox to pass without seeing him before stepping towards him in the hallway.

Just found this laying here. Do you know anything about it? He inquires, showing him the torn photo.

Reading the newspaper he gotten from town, since was just getting one there and getting more items. May have gotten the news another kill and missing people. Proud at that, but to be snapped from his reading the dailies around, Xavier there speaking had dropped something. Did he dropped something? Doesn’t remember leaving something on the floor like that, fold the newspaper as he took what was handed to him. “Must of swept from the-“

Moment of silent…

Just him staring at the photo, that emotion had faded to a sadistic anger.

His eyes changed as well just looking at it, just out of nowhere his entire hand burns into green flame. Burning the photo with it, speaking in an abyssal language (demon type) with fill rage, something this side was never shown. Only he stopped realized Xavier was standing here still… Clear his throat now, “…pardon my sudden outburst, can surely nothing too important.”

Clearly hiding something, and what it seems he didn’t wish to acknowledge about it toward the other. Walking past, with his behavior changed so quickly it was truly odd.

[undeadtoll]

The air between the owl and bat has been quiet since getting back safely from the night creature that attacked during Xavier's walk. Though Xavier is helping patch Nox's face after the right side of it got ripped off, he's somewhat afraid to make much of a statement towards him. Still, he begins putting away his tools as he finishes up.

Alright, there we go... You were right. Easy to fix...

With the adrenaline wearing off now, he seems to be showing some of his more vulnerable feelings on the surface. He continues to dab a cloth to his own wounds, which are still bleeding, on his torso and face. He turns away with a bit of shame as he tries to control the bleeding.

Once again, I... apologize for what happened. His hands begin to shake as his nerves start to get to him a little. These cuts on his chest may run a bit deeper than he thought.

His eyes opened up, sitting up properly feel his face. Making a mirror appear in hand to look at himself, Nox checking it carefully. Seeming nothing to bad, and no mistakes on it. “Usually had others do it, but impressed did it perfect.” Making it disappear now. Now just fixing his hair back way it was than up, really different have it up like this again.

His attention back at Xavier see the wounds and such, with the scroll had left of healing, and some dust. Just putting it on him giving a full healing, “There easy as done, good thing I learn this in advance.” More a good thing than getting a witch or someone with healing. Didn’t want to bother any trouble. With the heal, gotten rid of any wounds, and healed the wing pain. “Just be sure keep from flying so can fully heal properly, healing from that takes a while for it.” Explained about it.

Continues to fix up his hair again. “And no worries, why it is important know some spells, even maybe give you the list of creatures which ones it’s weak against. Always good to be prepared.” Not seeming mad about any of it.

[undeadtoll]

After some time of sleeping - possibly a couple of hours - Xavier finds himself slowly waking up on the couch. He yawns as his eyes flutter open, and as he becomes more awake, he realizes that he fell asleep not only on the couch... but on Nox as well.

His eyes widen, and he immediately sits up and shuffles further away on the sofa, his face warming up very quickly. He looks away with a nervous and embarrassed expression as he scratches the back of his head.

I must have been too exhausted to realize what happened, I apologize... He then mumbles, You could've waken me up so I'd move...

(Lol a continuation, now Nox is unstuck yay)

Can hear shuffling, busy reading than anything to even notice the male bat was awaking from his slumber, knew had a feeling would move quickly and embarrassed about it. Harold’s eyes move from the book to look at him, grinning a bit toward Xavier.

“Quite an adorable sight you wander here and just flop, really caught me in a surprise.” Teasing, yet also telling the truth. Sitting up finally, “Must say, didn’t think your tired side had that much of a courage to do so.” Then the male fix himself a bit, yet to seem he was blushing himself.

“I could have— yet one’s health seems important.” By saying, he chose not to. Little suspicious… “Anyhoo, hopeful had a good sleep.”

[undeadtoll]

It has been a long day in the hallow forest. It seems the room Xavier has claimed for his work has been eerily silent all day, save for his voice behind the closed door. Xavier himself has not been seen all day, for he's been in his studies.

He hears someone opening the door, but his mind - still entranced by his work - doesn't fully process this.

Awaiting inside, however, is a very interesting sight: written notes and drawn diagrams all over the walls, describing how magic, medicine, and anatomy can all blend together to create whole beings from scraps. There are also specimens in jars on tables, tied to different sources of magic - like a heart seemingly beating on its own. This must be the culmination of his research all these years, and he's just now brought it into a single room.

Nox was checking the things out, hasn’t visited his little lab since he gave him a place to stay. After all the place be expended making more room those be working under the warlock owl. “Well aren’t you a busy bat.” As he spoke, looking at the other things he has, these stuff he would have have himself, but having a different task for someone else.

Turn to Xavier now. “My dear boy, haven’t you even gotten sleep as well? Look like been working for days, you may be immortalized being alive, but you still require sleep, including food, small portions don’t count.” As Nox added on about it, moment now just sitting in mid air.

[undeadtoll]

Out at night, Xavier is walking along in the forest to explore the area a little more and clear his head. But as he's going around, he hears something stirring in the words, and his left ear flickers as he turns towards the noise.

Hmm, perhaps some creatures are out right now...

But something is amiss. There's danger out there, and he senses it. He starts to back away... but a large creature starts to race towards him.

His eyes widen. His stomach drops. He immediately starts to fly away, using spells to send spires of flames at the creature as he flees to see if he can attack it from a distance. But nothing he's doing seems to be slowing it down. In fact, at some point, it actually lunges at him and manages to tackle him onto the ground.

He feels one of his wings crack, and he lets out a loud shout upon feeling it break. Still, despite the pain, he's doing his best to hold the beast up above himself, using a certain spell to send shockwaves through its chest in an attempt to stop its heart. 

Odd for Xavier to be little late on his walk, moment he was looking out the window just watching a bit. Something was a bit off, as soon though see something from the distance see something rustle on the trees. More he squint his eyes, more realized something. “It’s out..” He quickly end up rushing out the house, with the knife in his hand and using fly magic to speed up, only then using a far step spell being more quick up. Out of nowhere he tackled the creature off, with the knife on his hand to stab on the side.

Loud screeching from it, only for Nox felt the claws slashing his face. Ripping the skin off his face and parts of the clothing, hand glowed he stood up straight with the hands now glowing. Forcing the creature to polymorph, without its consent on it. Making it into a different creature that was harmless.

“Damn night creatures…” mutters a bit, standing up straight and turn at Xavier. Walking up to kneel down carefully, with his hand extending out. “Can you stand?..” who knew he can be scary with magic, really if Xavier knew he did it without thinking. “Soon the better, can hurry and leave. Before it changes back, or something comes for it.” In other words gonna become the hunted.

[youreverydayghost]

Xavier looks on, realizing just how long the undead doctor's hair has gotten. He laughs a little bit, leaning against the door frame as he crosses his arms.

I guess you've been too busy to realize how long your hair's gotten. I heard fingernails and hair can continue growing after death, but I thought that was just a myth... Anyway, give me a second.

That's when he leaves for just a moment, and when he comes back, he has a pair of scissors and sets down a hairbrush on a table nearby. He then drags a chair over, smirking at him.

Alright, sit down. We're cutting your hair before it gets more out of hand.

He stared at the mirror… Holding his long hair staring, “… Maybe a hair cut should be required.” Then again, never once cuts his hair. Feel weird for him to do so-

But this long hair will be annoying to have around, really hard to think. “Odd can grow still..” mutters that to himself, never understood this at all. Thought be the same length. See the door opened just dropping the amount of his hair, turning around. “May I help you?”

[youreverydayghost]

Oh, yeah. Preparing exams for his own students. Totally what he was doing. Then again, it's not like he doesn't already have them prepared. He sets his notebook down, his chair making a harsh sound as it's front legs land on the ground, though the noise itself seems to make him jump a little.

"Ah, yes, of course- well... the majority of my students will be having their exams within the week. They're already prepared, so I was grading some assignments for a couple of my classes. Time truly does fly by fast, doesn't it..." He mumbles that last part wistfully to himself, giving the impression that time is moving too fast for his liking...

But he seems to perk up at the offer of lunch with Nox, not expecting it at all but clearly pleasantly surprised. After his eyes widen and his ears flicker, he slowly stands up, grabbing his notebook and looking away for a few moments.

"O-Oh, well, I... I think that sounds like a good idea," he responds quietly, a gentle smile appearing on his face. "I haven't eaten yet today, actually, now that I think about it..." Seeming a little embarrassed about that fact, he looks away and fidgets with the buttons on his shirt a little. "Spent the time I had in the morning grading assignments from one of my classes, you know how it is."

Everything seemed normal at first as all of the students left the room... but as it would turn out, there would be one person left in a seat in the very back of the room. His chair tilted back, he's currently writing in his notebook, when his ears flicker as he notices the newfound silence.

Ah, it's simply Professor Heartsfeld. He smiles to himself as he closes his notebook.

"Hm... Seems class has ended at last. The students seem rather prepared for their upcoming exam... most of them, anyway. I'd say the professor is doing a pretty good job. Oh, wait..."

He looks up and grins more, knowing exactly who he was talking about.

"There you are."

Leaning over the other, sort of watching him in a way. Until, Xavier gotten better him not making noticing. Softly grinning at the other, “Getting better of me without making a sound, impressive Professor Heartsfeld.

Soon then to stand up straightly, “Don’t mind me just eves dropping on what you were doing, seems preparing the exams coming for the semester?” Nox already did his, and soon be grading who passed and those who had failed. “How time do fly by quickly with all the teaching these passing years.”

As he then smiled, “Since classes at the moment are still going on their exams, would you care to go have lunch with me? Nothing too special, knowing you would have to return for the students to take their exams of yours.”

[youreverydayghost]

His eyes widen the instant he hears Nox, and he turns to him, realizing he's the owl he saw in the window. Damn... he really is alive. Undead, perhaps, judging by the way his eyes look - quite peculiar for an owl, indeed... Regardless, it makes the news of his death some time ago all the more interesting.

He watches him inspect the graves while listening to talk. He hears him questioning his purpose in this forest, and after a moment of silence and contemplation, he clears his throat and turns to him, though his eyes shift away soon after.

... Research, to put it simply. I'm always looking for new things to learn about and analyze.

He then raises a brow, looking at the graves that Nox is messing with as he puts a hand to his chin. Speaking of which... perhaps your death was merely a rumor, since you're standing here and talking to me. Care to enlighten me on that?

His eyes narrow thoughtfully, giving him a questioning look.

That is, if you're really the Dr. Noxious I've heard about.

(I hope you don't mind a starter!) Somehow, Xavier's travels had led him to this very place, to the home of a man once believed to be dead. There were lights on inside the building, indicating life stirring inside... and this caused him to raise a brow and peek through a window - but just for a moment.

As he saw an owl moving about in this home, he quickly realized he could get caught and thus moved away from the window. Though, another thought arose: perhaps exploring the property could yield some clues as to what could be going on. Maybe there's more to this figure he's heard about than meets the eye...

He pondered on this as he looked around.

Getting ready to head out, wasn’t really doing much. Checking the grave stones he collected those had died. Planning to bring them back to give a second chance, soon he stepped out and to on the side. Spotted someone, a surprise someone here deep in the forest of the lands. Quite different from the other living beings from the outer of the dead lands.

Just soon the being wasn’t on their guard he did appear on their side. “Well, isn’t it a lovely night for a stroll.”

When getting his attention, Nox tip his hat toward the other. “Apologies for my unnoticed approach. Couldn’t help it to give the one.” Grinning, showing his sharp teeth, he was pale, his eyes aren’t like other owls. Almost like they were soulless for then the man look at the graves. “What brings you here in the hallow forest? This place isn’t for those who seek a fight, nor a stroll.” Seeing he now walking up to the graves to check each of them.

“If you are looking for a cult, you may wander yourself too far. In the undead territory.” Nox gave the information, odd when he says it the owl looked alive too. Maybe a keeper? Hard to tell about his motive there.

[youreverydayghost]

The instant that picture is taken, his eyes widen with surprise before he sighs with a hint of exasperation and rolls his eyes.

He does see that genuine smile though, and it does give him another surprise - a pleasant one. Same with those words. Both of these things make his expression soften. Maybe he should smile more...

Still, he turns away as he thinks to himself.

Be right out... he mutters before flying off into his quarters. He grabs his tote bag, puts several things in it such as his wallet, some magic scrolls for emergencies - including a disguise spell, since Nox suggested it - and a signature weapon of his: a metal hand piece with lethal finger claws. Then, he bolts out of that room to meet the doctor outside. He lands beside him before speaking and checking his tote bag one more time.

Alright, I do actually have a disguise spell and some other scrolls for emergencies, as well as some other things... Got everything I need. And you've got all that you need as well?

Always rare of him let his hair down would have put it up if he had the time. Ironing his shirt keeping it smooth and cleaned up. Usually wouldn’t do this out of nowhere, but needed to since need to be more presentable for his little journey he is going to do.

Getting his shirt, having a feeling someone is there. “something you want?” He questioned out as he was putting his shirt on.

[youreverydayghost]

Well. That provided hardly any information to him about what he knows.

He takes another deep breath, trying to keep himself together as he thinks. He looks around the room, trying to find something to help him jog his memory. He instantly sees a photo on the ground, near the mess of books, and grabs it. It's of Nox and his brother, when they were alive together. He steps a little closer to Harold, clearly worried about what could happen next.

Well... let me start with something you should hear, or rather, see. Because there's a reason you're here right now.

He shows Harold the photo of him and his brother - two best friends separated in an untimely death of the former.

How much do you remember of your family - and how your parents treated you? Your brother became a businessman and outshined you in their eyes... A real shame.

It was rather a hard time, he was learning something higher in the spell book. Thought be a worth the shot to do since he can handle other spells. Soon began with one, was coming out splendid without a problem. But only to slowly he couldn’t much concentrate with it much, slowly coming out of hand when he started to lose control with it.

“No no no-“ he fought it much he could, but only backfired when flying back hitting the bookshelves. It was silent in the room for the moment, a hand coming out of the books that was piled, slowly coming out of rubbing his head. Didn’t notice someone burst through the doors.

Fully standing in view, he slowly turn over to look.

Was a whole different male— weird someone was here, yet wearing the same clothing Nox was wearing. “Ummm-“ he seem nervous now, noticing how things were around him slowly started to panic. “Where am I?! How- what?! When?!?!”

[youreverydayghost]

After the healing scroll takes effect, he reaches up and touches his cheek to find the cut there is gone - same for the ones on his torso. He looks a little more relieved after this, and when he feels the pain in his wing disappear, his shoulders droop fully as he relaxes, especially when he realizes Nox isn't angry at all about what happened.

Thank you, that's much better... And he nods along when he hears Nox mention learning spells. And yes, it's good to be prepared... I should begin to learn more spells in my spare time. That'll give me something else to focus on aside from my work, he adds with a light chuckle... but then, something melancholic creeps into his voice and expression.

His faint smile fades as he looks away, and he looks down while thinking. He puts a hand thoughtfully to his chin.

It's honestly rather pathetic, if you think about it... If it weren't for you, I most likely would have died by now, be it by over-exhaustion some time ago... or by that creature.

He puts a hand on his chest, over his gem. That thing was so close to what is essentially my soul. And if you hadn't come along the right time? It probably would've broken it. And I don't know if our deal would've helped me overcome that.

Xavier closes his eyes as he tries to keep his fear of death away from mind. His hands have begun to shake once more. So, yes, not only should I be learning more magic for self-defense... his eyes open up as he adds, but, if I must be honest, I should also be thanking you for essentially saving my existence.

The air between the owl and bat has been quiet since getting back safely from the night creature that attacked during Xavier's walk. Though Xavier is helping patch Nox's face after the right side of it got ripped off, he's somewhat afraid to make much of a statement towards him. Still, he begins putting away his tools as he finishes up.

Alright, there we go... You were right. Easy to fix...

With the adrenaline wearing off now, he seems to be showing some of his more vulnerable feelings on the surface. He continues to dab a cloth to his own wounds, which are still bleeding, on his torso and face. He turns away with a bit of shame as he tries to control the bleeding.

Once again, I... apologize for what happened. His hands begin to shake as his nerves start to get to him a little. These cuts on his chest may run a bit deeper than he thought.

His eyes opened up, sitting up properly feel his face. Making a mirror appear in hand to look at himself, Nox checking it carefully. Seeming nothing to bad, and no mistakes on it. “Usually had others do it, but impressed did it perfect.” Making it disappear now. Now just fixing his hair back way it was than up, really different have it up like this again.

His attention back at Xavier see the wounds and such, with the scroll had left of healing, and some dust. Just putting it on him giving a full healing, “There easy as done, good thing I learn this in advance.” More a good thing than getting a witch or someone with healing. Didn’t want to bother any trouble. With the heal, gotten rid of any wounds, and healed the wing pain. “Just be sure keep from flying so can fully heal properly, healing from that takes a while for it.” Explained about it.

Continues to fix up his hair again. “And no worries, why it is important know some spells, even maybe give you the list of creatures which ones it’s weak against. Always good to be prepared.” Not seeming mad about any of it.

[youreverydayghost]

For a moment, Xavier couldn't speak. He was still overwhelmed that this situation even happened at all. Was he really that tired last night to not notice what happened? The teasing gets to him easily, making his face feel even warmer as he refuses to look at Nox.

His eyes slowly shift towards him, only to quickly move away the split second afterwards. He clears his throat and regains his bearings while straightening his jacket.

I suppose you're right; I barely get enough sleep as it is... I hardly slept last night, and I didn't even fully process you were there, I was so tired. Anyway, it was a good rest, I'll say that... Thank you, for letting me stay.

He starts to stand up, his wings folding in more, and that's when he finally looks at him fully. I'll just get back to my work soon, and I imagine you will be too. I've kept you long enough.

Xavier yawns a little, still waking up.

After some time of sleeping - possibly a couple of hours - Xavier finds himself slowly waking up on the couch. He yawns as his eyes flutter open, and as he becomes more awake, he realizes that he fell asleep not only on the couch... but on Nox as well.

His eyes widen, and he immediately sits up and shuffles further away on the sofa, his face warming up very quickly. He looks away with a nervous and embarrassed expression as he scratches the back of his head.

I must have been too exhausted to realize what happened, I apologize... He then mumbles, You could've waken me up so I'd move...

(Lol a continuation, now Nox is unstuck yay)

Can hear shuffling, busy reading than anything to even notice the male bat was awaking from his slumber, knew had a feeling would move quickly and embarrassed about it. Harold’s eyes move from the book to look at him, grinning a bit toward Xavier.

“Quite an adorable sight you wander here and just flop, really caught me in a surprise.” Teasing, yet also telling the truth. Sitting up finally, “Must say, didn’t think your tired side had that much of a courage to do so.” Then the male fix himself a bit, yet to seem he was blushing himself.

“I could have— yet one’s health seems important.” By saying, he chose not to. Little suspicious… “Anyhoo, hopeful had a good sleep.”

[youreverydayghost]

Xavier stares at him with wide eyes as he watches his demeanor change so suddenly. He hears the tone of voice when he speaks that abyssal language and knows this photo strikes a deep chord in him...

... but for him to acknowledge it as nothing and start walking away... It frustrates the bat to be refused further information. He scoffs at his statement as he rolls his eyes.

Oh yes, it was just nothing despite my sudden outburst, he remarks sarcastically as he crosses his arms. I don't believe that for a second.

He takes a few steps towards him as he continues talking. That kind of reaction doesn't just happen from nothing. I know better than that, so don't think you can try to fool me.

His eyes then narrow as he looks at him. I know what I saw.

Walking around the house while taking a break from his work, Xavier looks down and finds a piece of paper torn in half on the floor in Nox's office. Intrigued, he decides to go over there, pick it up, and turn it over to see it.

Only, it's not just a paper. It's a photograph - of a family of owls, including the parents and their two sons. And one of them looks somewhat like Nox.

He raises a brow as he looks at the owls, wondering what this picture is doing here in the doctor's office. Speaking of who... he looks up, and he sees Nox walking around the corner. He waits for Nox to pass without seeing him before stepping towards him in the hallway.

Just found this laying here. Do you know anything about it? He inquires, showing him the torn photo.

Reading the newspaper he gotten from town, since was just getting one there and getting more items. May have gotten the news another kill and missing people. Proud at that, but to be snapped from his reading the dailies around, Xavier there speaking had dropped something. Did he dropped something? Doesn’t remember leaving something on the floor like that, fold the newspaper as he took what was handed to him. “Must of swept from the-“

Moment of silent…

Just him staring at the photo, that emotion had faded to a sadistic anger.

His eyes changed as well just looking at it, just out of nowhere his entire hand burns into green flame. Burning the photo with it, speaking in an abyssal language (demon type) with fill rage, something this side was never shown. Only he stopped realized Xavier was standing here still… Clear his throat now, “…pardon my sudden outburst, can surely nothing too important.”

Clearly hiding something, and what it seems he didn’t wish to acknowledge about it toward the other. Walking past, with his behavior changed so quickly it was truly odd.

[youreverydayghost]

He blinks upon hearing the owl's voice, suddenly freezing in place before turning towards him. The look in Xavier's eyes is tired but still determined. He turns back towards his plethora of notes on the wall, and as one falls from its place, he immediately kneels down to pick it back up before sticking it back onto the wall by its correct section.

Sleeping little is nothing new for me, though I'll admit that I haven't thought very much about eating. Eh, not all of this was done overnight anyway; some of it was already written years ago in my journals, just updated and in need of organization...

That all being said, he lets out a yawn, looking more drowsy as he looks at all of his notes on the walls. His mind is losing its ability to concentrate on the tasks at hand. He soon sets down the pencil he was holding in his right hand and rubs his eyes slowly as the lack of sleep starts to catch up to him.

But I can manage it, he mumbles, no need to be concerned. I'll be just fine... I just need to get everything straightened out and finish my notes and some experiments, then I'll get some rest... he adds, his voice trailing off. Maybe this workaholic attitude is part of why he was getting sick often...

It has been a long day in the hallow forest. It seems the room Xavier has claimed for his work has been eerily silent all day, save for his voice behind the closed door. Xavier himself has not been seen all day, for he's been in his studies.

He hears someone opening the door, but his mind - still entranced by his work - doesn't fully process this.

Awaiting inside, however, is a very interesting sight: written notes and drawn diagrams all over the walls, describing how magic, medicine, and anatomy can all blend together to create whole beings from scraps. There are also specimens in jars on tables, tied to different sources of magic - like a heart seemingly beating on its own. This must be the culmination of his research all these years, and he's just now brought it into a single room.

Nox was checking the things out, hasn’t visited his little lab since he gave him a place to stay. After all the place be expended making more room those be working under the warlock owl. “Well aren’t you a busy bat.” As he spoke, looking at the other things he has, these stuff he would have have himself, but having a different task for someone else.

Turn to Xavier now. “My dear boy, haven’t you even gotten sleep as well? Look like been working for days, you may be immortalized being alive, but you still require sleep, including food, small portions don’t count.” As Nox added on about it, moment now just sitting in mid air.