Toil and Trouble

Good God.

Not -again-.

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I think we need to come up with some sort of constitutional amendment outlawing getting hurt.

I can probably lay hands on enough plastic sheeting, by the way, if you want help with the laminating plan.

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*nods* I'm all for that. Besides, Nate's putting even Angelo to shame - it's been weeks since he was in medlab last...

And I just might take you up on that plastic sheeting idea. *grins*

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My thoughts exactly. Still, he'll mend, even if I have to use every bit of power I have.

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Is there anything I can do that would help?

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The last time I said something like that I ended up with a head cold for a week. Just sayin'.

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I'll help. I can still do that 3-d blueprint trick, though I am a bit out of practice.

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Nothing I can think of, but I'll let you know. Thanks, Frenchie.

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Well, I'm already going to have meself one hell of a magic hangover in the morning, so the damage is done. ;) Don't worry, Moira would come down on me like a tonne of bricks if she thought I was overdoing it. Already copped that lecture.

Nothing much to be done now but wait. And pass out, for me, any way.

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Heh. Yeah, speaking from experience, a ton of bricks landing on you really ruins your day. I think it's probably worse if the bricks are yelling at you in a Scottish accent. ;)

I always wait better with fudge, so there'll be some in the fridge tomorrow.

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Cool. I'll find the nearest Home Depot.

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Shit, sorry Jamers, didn't mean to bring up stuff for you again... Brain's not working even more than usual.

And fudge makes pretty much everything better. Any word yet on your particular waiting?

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And I'll see if Dom is willing to help out with some of the sneaking up on the telekinetic telepath. ;)

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No, no, it's okay, that was me sort of making a joke about it.

My waiting is . . . still inconclusive. I have an appointment with the Professor tomorrow, though, which is probably not very encouraging. :p

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Heey, is she here? Because I so need to congratulate her about that Enquirer photo shoot.

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Sounds like the fudge will definitely come in handy, then. I'd try a location spell, but I'd need something of his, and I don't even know how your power would effect the spell. Not well, I'm thinking... And even the thought of spell casting right now? Ow.

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We don't have anything of his, no matter what he'd say about it. And yeah, my power does the weird to everything, seems like . . .

You listen to your ow, though. And feel free to boost some fudge tomorrow, that's why I mentioned it.

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Definitely listening to the ow. It's sort of persistent and very, very loud. *wry grin*

Hey, free fudge. *grins* Ta, Jamers. I'll have a word with Strange, see if he doesn't know a way to help with your evil twin problem, since I have to talk to him any way. Yay, lecture time again...

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Jamie?

I could try another reading. It cannot HURT...

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If you do, I've got a batch of my headache potion made up - come and get some off me before your head explodes.

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Definitly.

I have an -exam- tommorow. GAH.

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Day after, for me, but I have two. And I doubt I'll be able to get any special treatment owing to nate being in medlab, seeing how he's there every second week...

I was in Manny's room, but I'm back in me own - the state of the link's playing merry hell with me headache, and I won't be sleeping any time soon. Something's upset him, but he won't say what.

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