Just to clear a couple of things up...

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1) Yes, as some of you who've passed me in the halls have pointed out, my optic blasts are... strobing. It's a new one on me, too.
2) Since it doesn't actually hurt and the glasses are still holding them back just fine, no, I am not planning to cut back on the time I'm spending on Boiler Beach. Boiler Beach is a happy place. I like it. And it has a plug for my laptop, too, so it's not like I can't pretend I'm in my office.

I'm still getting to classes and training sessions and the like all right, so I figure if I want to spend a good chunk of the rest of the time enjoying our little basement paradise, I'm entitled. So there.

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I saw you stick your tongue out at this post. and don't deny it.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

*grumblegrumblestupidpeoplewhodon'tsunburngrumble*

[x-madelyn.livejournal.com]

Scott you're being too cheerful, you're scaring the children. *snickers*

Actually, you're fine down there. I was a bit worried by the strobing, but Hank and I went over your files and the data from the Danger Room Session of Much Manliness, and there's no danger of you sontaneously combusting or exploding or anything like that. Except perhaps from sheer chipper-ness.

Save some sun for me? Night shift, again. Provided I can convince Moira to leave Cain's bedside for five minutes.