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[xmm_storm]

This afternoon--I have no words to write on it. None.

Jean, Erik Lensherr sends his regards.

He makes me feel like a fool.

Or a child.

I am not certain which, or even, which would be worse.

I believe I would like to speak with Mariska at some point. That is the girl I carried onto the jet, is that correct? If she is up to it -- if I am.

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[xmm_jeangrey]

Generally, when he can't win an argument with facts, he switches to personal attacks. Because he's approximately as old as dirt, he's had a lot of time to perfect the art of personal attacks.

I'm sure Mariska would appreciate the company -- she's a nice little thing from what little I've seen of her.

[xmm_storm]

Old as dirt or not, I fear he had little trouble winning this argument on facts.

We cannot be everywhere at once. We cannot teach all the children. We cannot absorb all of the safehouses. We cannot. We chose these children out of necessity, because they were under attack, and we keep them to teach them because that is what's best for them. We do not protect children because of public relations, because of publicity. We protect them because they are children.

But they needed training and protection every bit as much before we took them in, and there are so many others out there we cannot help -- for fear of our own skins, and the skins of those we already do our best to shield.

[xmm_jeangrey]

Well, it's his choice to try and turn our attempts to help into examples of how we'll fail. The world's not a binary place. It's not an all or nothing equation -- we can't be everywhere, but that doesn't mean we can't take pride and hope from being able to be somewhere.

And our children, raised well, raised to think for themselves, raised to see that they can change the world, even if it's just the world around them, they'll go on, grow up, grow out, and spread those ideals as they go.

The Brotherhood? The Friends of Humanity? Any organization whose ideals are rooted in destruction will eventually destroy themselves in the process. Death begets death, growth begets growth.

You, me, margaritas on Friday and Magneto's face on the lounge dart board.

[xmm_storm]

Yes. You are right, of course you are right. He is a miserable old man and hatred is always easier than hope to hold onto -- easier to see. He clouded me up this afternoon; thank you for your sunlight.

You, me, margaritas on Friday and Magneto's face on the lounge dart board.

This is a plan I can get behind.

[subsidaryforge]

Magneto is eloquent, but he is wrong. Just remember that, at the core of it, he is interested in having more terrorists, not helping more people.

[xmm_storm]

Thank you, Scott.

It is not that he has the slightest chance of convincing me that he is right. It is just that -- that he is not right does not necessarily mean that we are.

A little distance has helped me to regain my perspective. I am somewhat ashamed that he rattled me so easily.