Email to Alison

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

To: [Glowing like a torch]
From: [Understandably concerned]

Hey, happened to notice you're kind of radiating again. Something happen? You haven't, you know, relapsed or anything, have you? Have you been to see Moira about it?

~Cain

Comments

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [Big Guy]
From: [Not Glowing That Brightly!]
Subject: ... am I?

...

Yes, something happened.

NO! IT'S NOT A RELAPSE!

*facepalms*

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

To: [Glowing, Indeed]
From: [Still concerned]

Oh, it's THAT kind of glowing. Well.

Does he need to be talked to? Shaken around? Dropped on his head a few dozen times? Given the big "if you make her cry..." lecture?

Because, you know, my afternoon's free.

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [laughing it up]
From: [glowing like a mad glowy thing]

...actually, I don't think he's in any condition to really process anything anyone might say to him right now.

And his afternoon isn't free anyway.

La!

Alison

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

To: [Shiny]
From: [Laughing]

Perfect, I can draft him to help paint the back deck, then. The brain-dead and/or recently-laid are always good for manual labor.

Ha!

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [Laughing Guy]
From: [Glowing]

You should ask Jamie for help. I'm sure he'd be glad to flee the mansion just about now.

Pbhhhhhht!

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

To: [Gossipmonger]
From: [Old-Fashioned Grump]

Wait, you telling me that Sixpack and his girlfriend have been up to...?

Please tell me that someone's given the two of them the requisite talk about not being stupid? Not that they'd be - hell, of all the kids here, those two have the least to worry about there, I'd figure.

Yeah, it's looking like an early spring for everyone. Feh.

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [Jumps to Conclusions]
From: [Wasn't Trying To Be!]

...I didn't MEAN IT THAT WAY!

Though, well yeah - they've both got good heads on their shoulders and the no worry part is accurate and all, where they're concerned.

...did I miss anything? I swear, leave the mansion for not even twenty-four hours...

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

To: [Still Glowing]
From: [Not Jumping Anywhere]

Good. They're good kids.

Oh, just the usual "spring is in the air" seasonal hormone imbalance. I swear I've nearly tripped over some of these kids whispering and giggling to each other in all sorts of places. The supply closets, the tool shed, and I swear two people were trying to hide under the fancy dinner table when I went in for a snack at 1am.

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

To: [Should Try The Lake!]
From: [GlowGlowGlow]

That they are. :)

Really? Huh. I hadn't noticed.

...

Under the dinner table?!?