[Texts to Remy LeBeau]

-- I don't know if you're even getting these.
-- But what the hell is going on?

If you were trying to get back to your place after midnight, you might have noticed the security lockdown. Ends up that Rogue chick went off the deep end and attacked a couple of people staying in the Tower last night. I'm down with her on the SHIELD floors and we're taking care of it.

She's safe. She's in a holding cell. She's not talking. We don't know who we can trust yet and the psych profiler is compiling an assessment from remote brain scans. So we're limiting visitors.

Didn't want anyone to be in the dark. I'll update if we uncover anything.

(see ooc re: these posts. ty!)

So I find myself in a new room now. One place one moment then new place the next. Not that I have complaints. New room seems much better than old place. I am tired of being kept in a cage and controlled.

I went outside for a walk and the smell is interesting. Like coffee grounds. The trash cans are overflowing with food which seems like waste. People sometimes clean up after their dogs and sometimes do not. Now I will figure out what to do here. Maybe try a coffee that has iced cubes in it, but I will not let them take me back.

So I have returned and it appears as if this universe is not finished with me yet. Much has changed since my last foray - some good (traveling to and from Wakanda is infinitely more convenient; I appreciate the ease of the gateway even if Shuri continues to vet my clothing choices before I make the trip) and some not so good.

I have heard tale that the rat responsible for my father's death is among you now. I will have his head on a pike by lunchtime. Do not attempt to stop me.

Happy Easter!

Don't forget, tomorrow is half price candy day.

Laissez les bon temps rouler!

Hey guys!

So here's the reality -- I am your only medical doctor right now. Stephen counts technically but we all know he has horrible bedside manner, and I'm much more approachable. I am worried that in the event of a whatever (which could be anything because reasons), we don't have any field medics. For that reason, I'm offering a first aid course next week where we can go over some basic first aid, field dressings, and maybe amputations for those keeners ;)

Jokes aside, let me know if you're interested or if you have any prior medical experience. I could also use an assistant, nursing or admin, and I'm okay if you have no experience or are still a teenager. In fact, I prefer a teenager because they don't know labour laws yet. Haaaaaa, kidding again. Seriously guys, help me out here so I don't joke myself to death.

<3

The day after Remy's arrival, dinner arrives for every current resident in the Tower. Each container contains dirty rice and a side of perfectly fried okra. Anyone with religious or dietary restrictions is given a compliant version, courtesy of Friday relaying that information. Bon appétit!

Hello there, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Remy LeBeau, born and bred in New Orleans. Currently living the life of luxury in this fine establishment.

Been in Genosha for a while and I can only try to charm Friday so much before I require the pleasure of physical company. Anyone want to show me the sights?