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To: Sefton, Amanda
From: Dayspring, Nathan
Subject: greetings from the narcoleptic one


Sounds like things are going pretty well for you over there (mild cases of hypothermia aside, I mean). Thanks for keeping us all updated; Moira's been fretting about you, but she's feeling better knowing that these friends of Romany's are good people who are taking "proper care" of you. I'm glad, too--for that and the fact that you sound like you're taking care of yourself, too. You sound--happier, I guess. I know you've got a lot of work ahead of you, but it sounds like you've made a good start.

Things are awfully quiet around here. I should be enjoying the time with Moira it, I suppose, but these damned visions are still trying to make my head go boom a couple of times a day. Finally got my rooms cleaned up, but Moira's making unhappy faces about me moving back out of hers. You'd think she'd gotten attached to me or something.


Watch out for those mushrooms,
Nate

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Re: Cold water therapy - don't tempt me

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Angie might not be in the country, but that didn't stop her from making That Observation yet again. You kids are entirely too interested in the mating habits of us old folks. (I can't believe I just said that...)

I've seen a lot of different mutations in my time, Amanda, but I have to say I've never come across one like yours. Then again, my particular nasty little black branch of the government would have heard the word 'magic' and run in the other direction. They didn't have much in the way of imagination; they went for those of us with more straightforward mutations, destructive ones that could be easily controlled. And now I'm making myself morose again, so, stopping now.

I bet the pendant is cute. Something tells me wouldn't be complaining about it if it wasn't.

Hmm... so basically, you've gone from having too few 'parental' figures to too many. The world is an ironic place, you know? It's good to hear you determined to make your own decisions about where you're going when this is done, though. If you've got a clear goal in mind, the getting-there is always a little easier. (I'm just full of platitudes today, aren't I?)

My room... no wild monkey sex, sadly. I invited Manuel up to have a talk with him and things kind of went south. Not his fault at all, I should say. The people I used to work for used empaths to condition us (something that wasn't a whole lot of fun) so when Manuel started speculating on the journals about fixing my potential psychotic break, I thought I should talk to him and tell him why I'd prefer he not do that. Turned out I couldn't handle being around him quite as well as I thought; he tried to calm me down and hit some sort of trigger my former employers had implanted to prevent hostile empaths from taking me over. Telekinesis, meet room. I suppose I'm lucky I didn't wreck half the house.

I still feel remarkably like shit about it. I was actually sort of hiding in Moira's room for most of last week (and I'll deny that, if you ever repeat it). Brought back too many bad memories, and it was my own damned fault, like I said...

Anyhow. Enough on the awkward subjects. I think I'll go take a look for that tea; it did help, that time.

If I don't talk to you again before Brighton, have a good time...

Nate

Re: The mating habits of old people

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Okay, I should be in bed, and Homily's going to be appearing any second to ask if I need something to help me sleep, but after a day spent paddling in icy streams and then 'indluging in quiet contemplation and study', which means sitting still whilst some reads me aura and then having a thick book on the threefold rule to read, well, I'm feeling chatty.

Seems like you are two. You didn't have to tell me any of that stuff, and I realise it probably weren't easy. Don't think I missed that.

That ain't the first time I've heard someone say that 'bout me mutation. I'm a bit between the two worlds, magic and science. The magic community gets shirty because me mutation lets me do what takes most people years of study to learn, or they try and use me as their personal mystic battery. Bloke who brought me up did that, for about nine years, ever since I was a little nipper. Or they try and avoid me entirely since they seem to think I'm dangerous. 's one of the reasons why I'm liking it here - first time I've ever been around magically-inclined folks who weren't trying to rip me off.

And yeah, science types just don't deal with it at all. They don't even admit that mystic energy exists, let alone there's someone whose power is to absorb it. A lot of the people at the school still don't believe it - they seem to think its some kind of reality manipulation or the like. Or did, until the love potion thing. Seeing people acting so out of character brought it home to them.

Manny. *sighs* Yeah, I can see that happening. He understands people even less well than I do, for someone who spends their life mirroring their emotions. He's a right bastard at times, but it's mainly 'cause he don't understand what he's doing is wrong. Pete told me they were going to put him in the psi-proof room for a bit, which makes sense after what happened with Kwannon, and... other people. I... it's hard to say, since people think he's an evil manipulative prick, but we had this link, that sort of got made by accident. So sometimes I was getting his feelings in me head, and he was getting mine. And mine in the last few weeks were really fucked up, so he's going to be a mess. The link's gone now, with him being in the Box, but he was scared, really scared.

It ain't your fault what happened, with your room. From what you said, you couldn't help the way you reacted, any more than I can help some of the stuff Rack left lying around in me psyche. I dunno if it can be undone, but if there's anywhere that can happen, you're in it.

Oh, and hiding doesn't work in that place - bastards keep tracking you down and giving you pep talks. Believe me, I know - I tried everywhere.

Better go - I can hear Homily coming up the stairs. Go and find Moira and have some of tha wild monkey sex I can't believe you ain't done yet.

A.