OOC: Backdated to August 14, 2006

( 'I have a son.' [Magneto] )

( 'What do you want from me?' [Matt] )

( 'Takes one to know one.' [Matt] )

Phone message from Det. Mike Rossi to Chris Rossi"Chris, it's me. Mom found out you went back to your apartment, and she's heading over with Aunt Soph and Sal. I'll be by later to help you get rid of them. Listen, Twinker called to tell me they pulled in some guy at this latest thing in Harlem who had a list of names on him, and a whole bunch of ( Read more... )

( 'Who are you, and what are you doing here?' [Magneto, NPC Rampage] )

So I'm moving up in the world, or down, and the fall'll kill me at this height. A bit drawn out for my tastes. Maybe it is cancer. Two days from now, I'll start shedding and end up walking around the city, hairless as a pool ball. Don't know about the old bastard, but his buddy from the other night, yeah. I could see him pulling that shit. Her. ( Read more... )

He gets the phone call in the showers, with his arm elbow-deep in his locker. How's Chris doing? Mendez is asking. Fine, Beston says, telling the lie for his partner. It's what partners do, back each other up. He'll be fine ( Read more... )

( 'Oversee as many beatings as you like, but I still do and will -continue- to refuse to engage in such vile acts before a live audience. My personal sexual preferences aside.' [Magneto] )

( 'Welcome home.' [Magneto, NPC Tisman] )

One of these days I'll head out with the poodles, and nothing will happen. We'll grab a beer, have a burger, I'll drop them back at the school, and the world will fucking end. Knowing them, they'd probably go out to save it. Heroes. They wear their socks too tight, or something. Blood not getting to the brain ( Read more... )