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To: [stealing my schtick]
From: [nate]
Subject: so...

Feeling any better? I have a much calmer-seeming wife fussing about wanting to take me out to a belated birthday dinner tomorrow, so I'm curious.

-N

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To: [Nate]
From: [Jim]

Sorry I took your wife for your birthday. It sort of wasn't planned. We're . . . okay. Sorry for the lack of notice. I spent a lot of Sunday putting ourself back together and most of Monday unconscious from it. And then talking to Lorna. She had a stuffed lemur. And she kept making it talk to me. After a major psychic ordeal. I think it was a test.

Thank god the kids are on Spring Break.

I have a migraine, but now it's because I'm still trying to figure out what to say to everybody Jack decided to Share with.

It's a little awkward.

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To: [Jim]
From: [Nate]

Yes, because celebrating my birthday is such a priority. Especially when it's the birthday that means I am now officially over the hill. (I'd tell you about how she made it up to me, but I think that would be cruel and unusual punishment after your psychic ordeal.)

I'm glad you're all right. I have to admit, it was odd to see someone else manifesting real-seeming astral entities. One of these days, the two of us should sit down and figure out precisely how we both managed it. It's an interesting theoretical problem.

I wouldn't worry too much about damage control on Jack's Sharing. Certainly don't be giving yourself migraines about it. Although the news of your parentage is probably going to take a while longer to sink in.

-N

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To: [Nate]
From: [Jim]

As I understand it mine were because Jem and the alters have such a strong sense of personal identity it tied into my telepathy to the point of making everybody hallucinate the sensory details, me and them included. The telekinesis covered the rest. The professor said it was complex. I don't know. I did it on instinct. I, um, was maybe not taking the news about the parentage as well as I could have either, though I think that's finally sorted out now. Also I punched Cain about 30 feet across the lawn, which was weirdly cleansing.


Please don't talk to me about how Moira makes things up to you.

Ever.