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[Friends + Family]

I'm not sure what the me that was here before had been up to as far as hanging out and things. I was thinking that maybe we could all have dinner on Sunday? I mean I know it's 'Easter' and most of us (if not all of us) don't care so much about that. Still, it's a holiday. And I've seen most of you, but we should all have dinner together.

Except I won't cook, because I don't want to kill anyone. We could get take out if no one wants to cook.

So.. yes?

I'm back from my astral/sometimes-physical sabbatical, so I'll be using my room again. Thank you for keeping the psychic emergency calls to a minimum. I know it might sound a little hokey, but I really needed that "me time." I hadn't been alone by choice in ages and I needed to confront myself. And I couldn't handle everyone else's grief over Kitty on top of mine. And then there are all these memories of my future-yet-to-come that I needed time to evaluate.

Looks like I really should have come home sooner because KITTY?! Another Kitty? I don't know if you know me, but I've been best friends with three different versions of Kitty Pryde, so I'm really REALLY happy and I hope that isn't coming on too strong but REALLY! HI, KITTY!

[There is the sound of the library doors opening and the clanking of the guards moving about. A man's voice can be heard, slightly panicked and a bit distant.]

What is this? Where am I? [a bit more shuffling] No, I... I don't do touching. I can follow without the touching.

[Some more clanking of metal and then the man's voice gets closer as the PDA is held out for him to take.]

Oh, no. No, no, no. I definitely don't take things from people. No. I need... I need Natalie. Where's Natalie? I...

[The rest of what he's going on about becomes muffled as the PDA is tossed to the ground. As the library doors shut once again, the man can be heard once more, his voice again a bit distant.]

Nine. There's only nine. [an audible shudder] Wrong. This is wrong. So very, very wrong...

Where the hell am I, and who took my sword?

I'll kill you when I find you, whoever you are. You can count on that.

I thought this might help with catching up on things around me. I have two thoughts to add first: Charles, I'd like to know how things are going with your other ability; and as a bit of trivia, I "remember" that in the future, I'm going to be wearing a spiked red leather catsuit and I really doubt I'll wear it here any time soon.

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