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[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

To: [wench]
From: [she who needs clothes]



He said you hadn't said anything about me going to him, but we've arranged things and now I need something to wear on the 14th. Since you failed in your arranging duties (and yes, I'm shamelessly guilting you), care to help me out with that?

Maddie.

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[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [she in desperate need of clothes]
From: [wenchliest of them all]

I did indeed fail in the arranging duties. (Erm, it was that thing where I kept forgetting what I was supposed to do and it's not so bad anymore now?)

I feel guilt. I feel tons of guilt. You think I'd be good to do that? We've got the FBI thing coming up soon, so I guess that'd be another way to test things..

Or. Hrm. Yeah, that'd work. Be a lot more fun too. And I have an Idea.

:)
Alison

ps - are you on sugar?

Subject: Forgiven.

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

To: [nightlight]
From: [miss congeniality]

Since you have a doctor's certificate I'll accept your shameless dereliction of duty this one time. ;) Especially since there is tons of guilt. That always helps.

Uh-oh. Your Ideas scare me. But I did ask. Do with me what you will - within reason, of course. My reason, not yours. ;)

Maddie.

PS: *looks shifty* Maybe. What makes you ask?

Subject: Course I am!

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [miss congeniality]
From: [glowbug]

There are tons upon tons of guilt. Oodles and oodles and all that. Yep.

*g*

It's a perfectly nice Idea. I'm not sure if going out to shop is good, though we're going to find out soon enough, but this is what I'd do anyway. Especially considering that a little birdie told me it was a special kind of dance. Aar, matey. ;)

Alison

PS: Oh, just wondering. I've seen your dietary habits for a while now. Uh huh.

Subject: Smarty pants. :P

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

To: [the power of smug]
From: [not sugar high]

Uh-huh. Somehow your sincerity isn't quite coming though...

Going out to shop might have to wait a little longer. We'll see how this outing to the Bureau goes first, hmm? Because it's not just the pain issus, I've noticed you're a bit people-shy as well. So, baby steps.

... Special? It's a special dance? As in the special hell kind of special? *meeps* I am so doomed. What exactly are we talking about here?

Maddie.

PS: Do you think I could get away with the sugar if I claimed it was a requirement of my previously-unknown mutation?

Subject: Smart is as smart does...

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [soonnasugarhigh]
From: [kindamaybedown]

You noticed that, huh? It's just... I can't explain it. Too many people at once makes me want to crawl under the bed and hide.

And... and then Scott just posted today about training schedules and didn't even mention me though he did those that were away in LV and of course he wouldn't but it just brought it home how useless I am right now and what sort of team leader am I if I get blown up right off the bat and then I can't do anything for months or who knows how long and I don't even factor in with team stuff right now because he and Ororo didn't even bring me in to figure out the schedule even if I could do that at least and - sorry. Stopping now.

Special dance. I can get this really good costumer to come over to fit you for something. Trust me.

Alison

PS: Nope. Sorry. Nice try though.

Subject: You need ice cream, stat!

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

To: [not down on my watch]
From: [guess who has ben and jerry's?]

I had noticed. Mainly because that's what I do, notice things. There's a whole bunch of physiological and psychological explanations for it, but I'll settle for appearing on your doorstep (you are in your room, yes?) with the tub of vanilla ice cream I got while I was in town tonight. And then you can vent about Haroun being away, and about the team stuff and taunt me with this whole special dance thing (a costumer? What exactly have I let myself in for?) and I'll even let you pelt me with pixie sticks again if it helps. And I can tell you about plans for your therapy, and how good your last lot of test results were and how Scott actually let himself enjoy something tonight (he's been horribly wound up, with Betsy acting oddly, which could explain his supreme tactlessness with the team stuff) and how I made him snort Coke by telling him about how I made Haroun listen to bagpipe music the last time he was in the filtering machine.

Maddie.

PS: Oh well, it was worth a try. Find something to put on the DVD - I'll be there in a minute.

Subject: Okay...

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [icecreamwench]
From: [gratefulwench]

Okay. And I know about Betsy. And it's good he had a good time and I really want to throw things at Remy even if it's not really his fault only it is and I'll stop rambling now and you made Haroun listen to bagpipe music? I want to hear about that.

Alison

PS: Movies. Have tons. Ice cream is good, did I say that?

Subject: My turn for smug. ;)

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

To: [wench]
From: [other wench]

We can both throw things at Remy when they get back. I was thinking of Moira's koosh balls to start with, since it's impossible to maintain the dark and brooding tragic pose when people are flinging koosh at your head. We could work our way up from there to say, anvils or something. Get Lorna to help.

I did. It was fun. There are amusing voices to go with the story, so I'll tell you when I get there. Ah-hah! Shoe! Knew you were hiding somewhere! All set now.

Maddie.

PS: Ice cream is always good. And I went for the classic vanilla since I figured you'd need soothing rather than sensory overload. Although I have sprinkles should you feel the need for rainbow-coloured sugar goodness. ;)

Subject: Smugity smug smug...

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [other wench]
From: [wench]

I was going to start with anvils or the like right from the start, but I like the koosh ball idea. A lot. Could we work out way to say, mountains? I bet you Cain could drop one of him if he tried.

I want to hear the amusing voices and would you make little stick drawings too? Socks are good to walk across the mansion in too, y'know. Just saying.

Alison

PS: Ice cream is. Cold too, but not as cold as it would have been a week ago or two. No brain freeze. (No lack of brain jokes.) Simple vanilla, actually, sounds amazing right now.