AUGH.

[xp_cyclops]

Fifteen minutes! I do paperwork for fifteen minutes and I get a migraine. I hate this.

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[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

Anything I can help with, Mr. Summers?

[x-havok.livejournal.com]

I have Jean's permission to come pounce on you if we hear your over working yourself. Don't make me use that permission big brother.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

No pouncing. You pounce me and I'm still liable to fall over. The balance is getting better but let's not test it.

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

It would be an entirely unpounce-like sort of pouncing, don't worry, love. Alex knows better. And we can get you a secretary, but it's not going to help much with the concentration.

And why am I typing this again? I'm on my way upstairs, will see you soon and we can talk. I won't even scold you (this time) for whatever that is you're trying to keep me from noticing you doing.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

You know, I don't even remember what I was looking at, pre-migraine. It's all a blur, and then Jean scolding me.