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St. John Allerdyce (untamedinferno) wrote in snapthread,

"Where does anything comes from in this place. It's insane." John commented as it was obvious there was some larger force at play that pushed things into their lives now. She got an entire room in the house that she was living in, and it was a room that looked it wouldn't fit. Bigger on the inside, you could say. "We take the gift as they drop." Then he thought for a moment. "Good..." He pointed around them. "Invitation... bad." He looked right at Kitty. "Is someone fucking playing games with us?" And they were stuck playing it? Then there was him and his suit, and then all the campaign items for Kelly.

It was all strange.

Pushing past it as he looked at what they had for them. "Food?" Pyro, always thinking with his stomach at work. "Lots of food." He laughed lightly, but then he let his face get serious. "Okay. Hear me out." John muttered. He figured she would know what he was about to say, but he was going to go with it, and he'd hate it the whole time. "We need to tell people about this.." John muttered and looked to Kitty. "Like Tony." He stopped. "BUT, I think before we go down that rabbit hole, there is one we should bring into this, that isn't Tony fucking Stark." Even if it was a very different Tony than the one they knew of.

"Claire." He nudged her some. "The broad that made sure I got home after I ran to get you things from your place? The one that came in and checked on you make sure you weren't dying. The nurse.." Okay, not the best option, but that was one he at least trusted a little. Looking around, he muttered. "I don't know about you, but I ain't a doctor and don't know how to use ninety percent of these things."