When I went to the room that he has been staying in since his escape from the Vault a couple of weeks ago, I found Magneto packing his bags.
"Do you mean to tell me that your whole reason for refusing to leave here has been so that you could post a crazy message on my blog?" I demanded.
"Did you figure that out all by lonesome, Charles?" he asked with a sneer.
"But . . but that's ridiculous!"
"It was the perfect venue to launch my cyber-assault on the complacent human cows that populate the Internet. I have now started my own on-line platform which I shall use to spread my own propaganda. This way I can directly combat the insidious dis-information that the human powers disseminate about Homo Superiors."
"Eric, be reasonable. People aren't going to blindly accept the hate-mongering nonsense that you are spouting."
"You are being naive, Charles. People believe whatever they are told. Humans are funny like that."
Magneto swung his bag over his shoulder and walked out into the hallway. I followed him.
"Eric! You can't treat people like this! You are only making the situation worse. You are fanning the flames of tension between man and mutant and that will only lead to needless bloodshed!"
"I've heard your liberal tripe before, Charles. I'm not listening to it any longer. Good-bye."
I watched as Magneto walked out into the courtyard where Exodus and the other Brotherhood were waiting with a helicopter. Magneto climbed aboard and the copter lifted off.
Well, I suppose I can at least take some comfort that the free-loader is gone.