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OOC Note: set before this log starts, obviously.


To: [firestarter]
From: [wicked witch of new york]



It looks like Kurt's banged himself up with whatever the leather brigade was out doing yesterday, and the silly man isn't taking it easy. I'm stuck in New York tonight, so I was wondering if you and the rest of the Army of Small Girls couldn't go and sit on him for a bit, make sure he stops working? I'd appreciate it.

A.

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To: [NotGlinda]
From: [WalkingHeater]

I saw him in the hall and, man, talk about not good. (I've never broken anything before and I'm really, really glad to have passed that over so far.) But yes! I'll round up the Girls and see if we can't make him behave.

If it comes to it, we're good at the Big Eyes of Doom.

Angel

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To: [lifesaver]
From: [sisterly wrath]

Broken? There's broken bits? Oh, I'll be chasing him down as soon as I can get clear and having Words, that's for sure. In the meantime, I'll leave him in your capable hands - you and the other ASGs are more than capable of making him take it easy.

I owe you one - ice cream next time you're in the city?

A.

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To: [AngryWitch]
From: [GladShe'sNotHim]

Uh oh...you didn't hear that from me! Thankfully, he's not one of my cousins because I'd so get my butt kicked for being a snitch. Whoops.

And no problem, I like Mr. W. Coolest person in the mansion. :D (Though I'm never, ever going to say 'no' to ice cream. So it's a date!)

Angel

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Er. Mr. S. S.

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To: [did the right thing]
From: [more frustrated than angry]

He won't hear it from me, don't worry. He was being vague at me, so I guessed something was up, and Nate pinged me to get him to stop. Of course, tonight is the night I'm stuck at work. Sometimes my family's Dumb about things. *rolls eyes*

I appreciate it any way - Kurt's so quiet that he sometimes manages to sneak this sort of thing past people, and I don't want him burning himself out again. And no worries about the name; it's hard when you've gotten used to one and then there's a switch to another. I occasionally forget myself, although only in my head.

Better go - I've got a pile of big scary books that aren't reading themselves. Tho' it'd be nifty if they could...

A.