yesterday and today

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Okay, so.

Yesterday Wanda and I were ambushed and gassed by two guys pretending to be mimes. Yes. Mimes.

When we woke up, we were in an abandoned train station near the warehouse district, with a bunch of other tied up probability manipualtors. With Domino. And these guys who had us called themselves The Exemplars. The one in charge said his name was Tran. Something something Tran. Doesn't help, I know. But I heard three other names. Covington, Ruprecht and Emiliano. I've written up descriptions in the database. And they don't ping on my probability-dar. Or on Wanda's either. Anyway, they wanted to remove our powers "for the greater good". Only, they severely miscalculated and learned the hard way why you don't put a bunch of probability manipulators together. Unfortunately, after the train station went boom they did a snidely whiplash and got away.

Men suck. That's all I have to say.

Comments

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Dude, wait, you got kidnapped by Dr. Tran??!?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

He was not a doctor. And I owe you a beating, typhoid mary.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Of COURSE he was not a REAL doctor. He's Dr. Tran. OMG. I can't believe you got kidnapped by Dr. Tran.

Wait, how do I get a beating for you getting kidnapped by Dr. Tran?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

We've discovered that kidnapping is a communicable disease. And since you have the most, therefore logic dictates that you are the patient zero. And you heal, so quit complaining.

And I was so not kidnapped by Dr. Tran. He was a freaking mime.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

... okay, sure, but you only get two. And no hitting the hair.

Was he a maccodity?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

No Kyle. He was not a maccodity. Nor was he five years old.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

I'm going to get hit again if I ask you if he ate ANYTHING from a cup, right?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Kyle, honey, you know the answer to that.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Ow. Okay, no more hitting-the-Kyle or else I get revenge.

So, seriously, like, "No you can't has chaos" mimes? And they knew who you guys were? That's fucked up, dude.

Do you need to do the eat-the-world thing? Cause I'm making pumpkin waffles. (What? It's HOMEWORK.)

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Oooh. I volunteer for taste tester!

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

I'd like you to head down to the infirmary and let Jean or Amelia check you out, all right?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Improbably, I seem to be fine. But yeah. I go get poked at with a cold stick.

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

Luke warm stick, just for you.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

aw, you love me.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

What did we tell you about the kidnappings? Bad Jennie! Were they French?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Hon, no offense, but I'm not in the mood.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Ahh. Anything I can do?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

not particularly no. go help kyle with whatever he's doing.

[x-wallflower-.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[x-cable.livejournal.com]

I got Dom to lay out what happened to her prior to when the three of you wound up together in the train station - I've added it to the database, but there's not much illuminating there.