He left. They left. He's gone. Gone.

The tape recorder. Transcribe. Turn it over to the cops. Will want to examine it for traces of Brotherhood technology. Fingerprints. Something.

Gotta call the cops, get a grip, Canto, go, go, go ( Read more... )

Well, at least the apartment's clean again. I even scrubbed the floors, and they'd needed it. I should do that more regularly. Wood doesn't clean itself, and it tracks dirt so easily ( Read more... )

[OOC: set the evening of Sunday, October 23.]

Why did you have to stop him? It would've been a good way to go. Proper.

But no. Boy Scouts. Mutant Boy Scouts. Save the damsel in distress. Give me a break. Tie her back to the railroad tracks. Please.

Why did you stop him?

( 'You've brought this upon yourself, you know. In more ways than one.' [Magneto, Scott, Hank] )