Captain and Optimus in Camelot

[Centurion]

Captain America's fist was clenched obscenely tight as he struggled to contain his anger. The last time he saw someone that... hateful was during WWII. Optimus was handling this surprisingly well. they passed many shops and houses and emerged into the city's center. the chaos of everyday life seemed to slow around them as head after head turned and eyes locked onto Optimus' massive bulk. Prime managed a friendly smile.

"Lets keep this moving son," Cap whispered to Scott. "These people don't look too happy to see him."

Scott obliged and pushed through the crowd, repeating his credentials to anyone who gave him resistance. They finally emerged from the throng to find themselves standing before a castle. The guards standing at the entrance spoke more clearly than those at the city gates.

"Hold!" one called out. "Why have you brought these outsiders to the court of Aragorn, Scott, son of Christopher?"

Scott replicated his earlier salute and reintroduced his colorful companions.

"Primes, eh?" the other guard mused. "I'll have a detail take you to Xavier. He'll know what to do with you."

The second guard motioned for the portcullis to rise and ushered the trio inside. he left them in the care of four stone-faced soldiers. if they shared their city's distrust of Optimus, they weren't showing it. After a brisk walk through the gilded hallways, they arrived at a tall, wooden door marked only with a golden "X"

The guards pushed open the door. They were met by silence and an empty office.

OOC: Apparently Xavier is handling something else. Since you are more experienced, I leave who we meet instead entirely up to you.