Not cool, portal
Okay, so we have a week to figure out what to do here and more importantly, what you want to do here. Just because it's not earth, doesn't means we can't celebrate!
And maybe plans will change if we end up docking somewhere but let's brainstorm, Green!
How is she? How are you?
Welcome to this fucked up world. You okay?
So it is very possible that those trolls I've been rounding about and leaving stranded somewhere because I thought they were The Big Bad's Minions are actually confused human beings. I feel bad now, but it's really, it's all her fault.
What plans do you have for Friday?I'd much rather not spend it alone.
So given the markup I've been working with and changes to management structure in my organization, it'll probably save you like a couple hundred dollars a month on brains if you can connect directly with the brain supplier.
I've been working with Zelda Spellman at Spellman Mortuary. We can keep doing that if you like, but I'd figured I'd see where you stood on this.
Two things.
1. Emma is joining on and I reckon she'll be a wonderful addition to the organization. For those who ain't from my side of the multiverse and ain't too sure about her, she's one who's always been working to ensure mutant survival, especially for the children, and has run several organizations before.
2. We're gonna continue on with what we've been doing for the last few months.
I wanna know if everyone is still on board with everything though. If'n ya want out now is the time to say something.
I'm gonna be donating Erik's things to some place soon. If'n ya want anything please take it. Nina's stuff is staying put though. Though if you want anything of hers negotiate with Anka Irene.
Do y'all wanna get away once the winter break hits together?
--I'm heading to the school with Anka Irene.
--Let me know if you need anything.
--Take the day off at least
--And let me know if ya need more than that.
--we need to have a family meeting
--y'all both free tonight for it?
Dad's gone.
I need you.
》 you need to come home
WTF, is there any of you who are still NORMAL?!
» Hey
» You and I are doing something tonight
» After store closing, we're sneaking in
» Don't tell Ororo
» Also, it's for Ororo, get your mind out of the gutter
When the world gets bigger, experience tells me to retreat and secure the borders of the territory I've claimed as my own, to ensure that when they come for us, we'll be ready for them. When I first arrived, us was me. Then Rogue. Then Hope. Then Peter. Then Anka Irene. And of course, Charles. Us grew as if it fed on some quiet resolve that I didn't know possessed me here.
I'm glad you're all here. I trust that you will remain here. In that other place, I came to see the world in absolutes. Perhaps I still do. But that absolutism has bloomed past myself, encompassed Mutancy, and encompassed the Displaced as a whole. That was the reason for the caves. Quick, effective shelter for all of us. And though they do not need it here, perhaps what they do need is an opportunity to be together. Or, at the very least, a time to eat.
What do you say to inviting all for a dinner? We can procure a long table, put it in the clearing, and have everyone over. We'll get their friendship and, at the very least, we'll take their measure.
I trust the time travel left you unharmed.
Not quite Neiman Marcus, but I hear tell there's a Nordstrom in town now.
--if i were planning a small team-building exercise, we could totally use the barn saturday night right?[text message to Pixie, Peter Maximoff, Remy]
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