Backdated to Wednesday, May 10, 2006

( 'Regretfully, this isn't a social call.' [Xavier] )

Scrawled in a sloppy, illegible hand across a scrap of paper in the Xavier School Ivory Guest Room

Left hand hate can't write

DAMN HATE PEN

( 'And stop playing with your gun in public, it's too f***ing Freudian.' [Jubilee, Chamber] )

Phone message from Det. John Beston to Grant Cordell"Hey, Grant. It's John, from the one-nine. I was just talking to Twinker over in MA, and it looks like we have a matching suspect on Chris's thing. The description of the masked guy Chris gave you? Matches up with the guy involved in the whole Magneto tear-up down in Clinton. I'm faxing through ( Read more... )

( 'No comas. Just explosions.' [Jeremy, Walter] )

Phone message from John Beston to Dr. Jean Grey"Hey there, Dr. Grey? This is John Beston, Rossi's partner. Hey, I picked up this Newsweek magazine that just came out -- Chris is in it, they got this whole article on Mutant Affairs and stuff. You're in it too, I think. I haven't read the other articles yet, but they talk about you a little in the MA ( Read more... )

Phone message from John Beston to Julia Rossi"Hey, Julia. John here. I know where they're keeping him. It sounds like they had to do some surgery and they've been keeping him under, but he'll pull through. I'm not sure about his arm yet. I'll try the doc again and see if anything's changed in the last ten minutes ( Read more... )

Out from under. Took off the clerical collar, put on the old suit and tie. Doesn't itch as bad ( Read more... )

Managed to ditch the Feds before heading into Xavier's. That should piss them off plenty. Probably just add fuel to the fire. Like I give a shit, at this point ( 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... )

Told John all of it. The school, the poodles, the shit with Canto. Everything. All the corners I've been cutting. All the crap I've pulled. All the stuff that'd get my ass suspended, or worse. Thought he'd rip me a new one ( Read more... )