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Failing that, company would do. *grins*

My suite is horribly, irrevocably empty. Jubilee took my last nerve (already frayed by Illyana) and shredded it. And I'm out of coffee, since I haven't had the time to scratch myself, let alone go shopping, for _weeks_ now.

Can I come throw myself on your generosity? And possibly bitch a bit about idiotic kids who expect us to treat them like adults and then drive themselves into sleep deprivation psychosis?

Maddie The Desperate.

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Not going anywhere...

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I wouldn't have started with the roomie thing if I'd know it was going to bug me this much when she left. 'Cause that was what I was aiming for, getting Cecilia to face the world again. Just didn't realise she'd do it so damn soon. Girl's going to cure cancer or something some day, I swear...

Gah, sorry. Excuse me while I do a footappendectomy. And possibly give myself a brain transplant. This one's got a broken tact button.

See, I missed the worse of Carlie's teenage years by being off at med school and such. So every so often I have trouble dealing with this whole breakdown in logical behaviour. Ie, I'm not feeling well, therefore I tell someone and get help. *thumps head on desk* I don't remember being this insane as a teen, I swear.

And Miles won't, not with you around. Hard to ignore, you are. ;)

Coffee with Capitals? You are a wonderful person adn I love you.

Maddie.

Almost ready...

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Well - I may drop in more often then. Lorna has had Alex over nearly everynight. No hanky panky, but still... I say this with much fondness, but a single girl gets reminded sometimes and needs to flee.

Eh. People forget. Comes from me not talking about it much as I can, really.

Aah. Never really got to know the older half-sister. She had other thing to do than put up with the new sister when my parents got married.

Teens are insane. It's all the hormones overwhelming their thinking processes and turning them into drooling idiots.

Well. We've got it worked out for now. I'm lucky though, you know? We're learning those whole mother/son deal from each other more than anything else...

There is no other Coffee. It's the special stash. You sound like you need it. I'll be bringing Faith along too.

Alison

Ready when you are.

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I hear you on that part too. There is way too much eye candy in this place for a celibate woman to deal with, not to mention the various cute couples. And Haroun and the outrageous flirting doesn't help. ;) Oh, speaking of eye candy, I heard a rumour. Something about a volleyball game? Haroun and Sam against Scott and Alex.

You not talking about it isn't a good reason for me to forget. I keep doing that lately. A sign of my impending insanity, I'm sure.

And we have teens with powers and traumatic pasts. Joy. Excuse me while I lock myself in my room for the next five years.

I need an empty medlab and a few days' vacation. Preferably on a beach somewhere. But the Good Coffee and Faith will do nicely in the meantime.

Maddie.

Final tuning and I'm there!

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Yeah, well. Fit people running all over the place here, yep. And I imagine it doesn't help - he does flirt a lot, doesn't he? Volleyball... Ooh, really? Hrm.

Or lack of sleep. *wry look* Which, you know, would account for a lot!

Hey - the few relatively normal minded teens we have should be cherished all the more for it. ;) Seriously though. It's to be expected, considering the circumstances...

Can't give you the medlab, but hey, plane tickets are a click away. Heaven knows I did that a few times last year.

And you and Faith will soon be properly introduced. *g*

Alison

Yay!

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I think such an event as volleyball with the X-Men's Most Eligible (well, two of them, any way) requires an audience, don't you think? Possibly cheerleaders. We need to plot, I think.

That too. And yes, you get to call me hypocrite now. Although, show me another person with an MD who is here and able to be on duty and I'll gladly shuffle off to sleep for a week. Hell, I'd even hand you the tranq gun and present the target.

And I do. Cherish them, that is. There's a whole lot of cherishing going on. Kitty is a marvel - we have the odd chat when she's down visiting Illyana.

See, can't have one without the other, not unless Hank's around to take up the slack. Moira's not an MD, and while she's forgotten more than I'll ever know about mutation and the like, the laws of this country are a little strict when it comes to medicine being practiced without appropriately qualified staff on hand. Which means Hank and I have to be handy most of the time. Maybe once Illyana's back on her feet, though I'll wait a bit to make sure there's no new customers after she does - there's bound to be some fireworks.

I eagerly await the introduction. If she's anything like her picture, she's a stunner. ;)

Maddie.