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[danzan]

un: wolverine history t @ hs, lit prof @ college, volunteer @ S.T.R.A.N.G.E. living at 2008 howard hill, dunwich hollow more info + plots here ( TXT AUTO-REPLY ) This Fluid is in DO NOT DISTURB mode. If you would like your message to appear as a notification, send "URGENT". ( VOICEMAIL MSG ) "It's Logan. You know what to do."

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@enchangement

[danzan]

We don't like Jayne?

[ Another cut with his claw and there're enough rock shavings in the cup that he moves to put his hand on top of River's and gently turn it over. They fall, harmlessly, to the grass below. ]

I didn't know you had a brother. What's he like?

[enchangement]

Gun happy maniac, says the crazy girl. Nothing there worth liking, it all comes to a bad end anyway.

[ River watches with a bit of awe as the rock shavings scatter on the cold ground. It's really amazing, the things people can do. ]

A doctor. A good one. He is the typical genius, where she is atypical. Older than her. Always fusses.

[danzan]

[ Memories of Victor flick by before he can stop them. River might be able to see them, but they're all good memories-- just them as boys, living out in the forest. ]

I was the fussy one with my big brother. [ Thinking about it now makes him laugh a little. ]

We fuss 'cause we care.

[enchangement]

She used to be fussy. [ River's expression is soft. Logan's memories of his brother are good, and now she misses Simon a little. A lot, really.

He and Logan would get along, she thinks. ]

Hard to keep up, now. Hard to tell the difference between reality and knowing.