Well, bollocks.

[xp_daytripper]

Change of Christmas plans. Big change of Christmas plans. Instead of heading over to Muir, or visiting Rom or even going over to the mansion for free food, I get to spend my Christmas in the brownstone. With all the people I work with. In quarantine.

Excuse me for a minute while I go swear a lot. Wouldn't want to earn a post-it of my own.

Okay, back. Urge to strangle that bloody Infectia woman still there, but at least I won't offend anyone with bad language. Unless 'bloody' counts. And 'bollocks'. Oh, bugger it - I'm English, swearing colourfully is what we do.

But yeah. We're all locked in the brownstone for the forseeable, we're getting tests and the rest done every day to make sure our DNA isn't re-writing itself or something, and no-one's allowed in or out.

Merry fucking Christmas.

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Re: Christmas pudding and brandy custard it is then.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

That's alright, you'll be doing our poor kitchen a favour. Mom usually says cooking reminds her of Grandma, which I think is why she cooks so much.

Hopefully you guys will all come out with a clean bill of health. Too bad we don't have anyone with a mutant power of healing, hey?

Re: Christmas pudding and brandy custard it is then.

[xp_daytripper]

Well, no-one's actually sick, and hopefully none of us will be - there's a good chance what got sent was too old to work, or so Moira says. But since it's pretty contagious and has messed with a few people already, it's safer to do the week-long quarantine.

Healing's handy, but it tends to be a bit more trouble than it's worth, in the long run.

Re: Christmas pudding and brandy custard it is then.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Oh? I wouldn't think there'd be trouble with a healing power. Although, maybe if it was a two way street one. Like, you cured the plague but then had a house fall on your head.

*ponders* We'd have to make sure they never wore red shoes, or talked to strange girls from Kansas who happen to have Jack Russel terriers.

Re: Christmas pudding and brandy custard it is then.

[xp_daytripper]

Thing is, there's usually some kind of tradeoff with powers, and healing's not any different. Energy's got to come from somewhere, and if the injury's bad enough, then it might take more than you have in yourself.

There's also the bit where it gets way too easy to only see yourself in terms of what you can do, who you can fix, especially somewhere like the mansion. Not saying it's not a great power - it's a real gift, yeah - but just that it's not all it's cracked up to be.

Re: Christmas pudding and brandy custard it is then.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

True. I guess that's like the teleportation power. It's great to get you somewhere fast but you'd get real sick of carting people around all the time. Especially if no one thanked you for it afterwards.