Email to Cain, Jean

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

To: [Juggernaut]
From: [Cyclops]
Subject: coming down to join you on coms-shift

Two-man job tonight, I think. Just in case. I'll explain when I get down there.

Scott

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To: [Jean]
From: [Scott]
Subject: don't hate me...

...but I might not be making it to bed tonight. Make it up to you tomorrow? I'd just feel better having two men on shift down here tonight.


Love you,
Scott

Comments

Reply to Scott

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

We'll find a way to make it up to Cain. I'm thinking fruit basket. And I approve of the duty-conscious for the most part, and when I don't approve I get to torment you with things like this...

As for the leather, um, little of column A, little of column B.

-Jean

Reply to Jean

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

You know, much as I do love the leather... and I do love the leather, and would like to do, oh, this - *practices some more* - to a you-in-leather, I don't think anything beats the little black dress you wore that night we went on the harbor cruise.

Remember that? And your very, very unethical use of your telepathy to cover our inability to keep our hands off each other?

Scott

Reply to Scott

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

Um... what? Give me a second to regather my brain. I wonder if Ro will tell me where she gets the leather pants. Aquiring that outfit is clearly a must.

Of course I remember that night. And it may have been unethical, but they have laws against that doing that sort of thing in public.

-Jean

Reply to Jean

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Your fault. Entirely your fault. There was absolutely no reason to be eating baklava that creatively. My conscience is clear.

Scott

Reply to Scott

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

There was every reason for it, as your response showed. I continue to believe that there are no better uses for honey.

-Jean

Reply to Jean

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

... all right, here's the plan. I finish out the shift with Cain, hand it over to the next victim on the roster, and tell them to ping my com if anything unusual happens. Since it's as silent as the dead down here, except for the grumbling Cain's been doing since he made the mistake of looking over my shoulder.

At that point, I can come running upstairs and make up for leaving you all alone up there all night.

Like this. And possibly like this.

Scott

Reply to Scott

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

You have tje best plans, ever. seriousy, go-to-planning-guy are you. It's gonig to take me a secndd to return to englihs-thinking-thing.

Can stilll htink about thinks like this, thouggh.

-Jean

Reply to Jean

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

I think. Perimeter! Checking the perimeter.

You could come check the perimeter with me? Gazebo?

Scott

Reply to Scott

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

On my way. Telepathy so useful for not being noticed.

-Jean

p.s. I win challenge.