Regarding our new arrival . . .

[x-avier.livejournal.com]

While what I told the students is essentially true--Cain Marko is the new groundskeeper at the school--there are a few details I omitted at his request. I expect you to exercise your considerable discretion with what I am about to tell you.

First, Cain Marko is my stepbrother; this mansion is as much his home as it is mine, though for the past thirty years I have believed him dead. An accident during his tour in Vietnam left him with several extraordinary abilities, one of which is his youthful appearance; he is in fact only a few years my junior.

Secondly, he is here under the conditions of a Federal plea bargain. He is allowed to leave the campus, but not the country without notifying Federal authorities, which should not pose a problem; he is here because he chooses to be here. I do not consider him to be any danger to the students; nor should you.

Finally, the old quarry on the other side of Sputen Dyvil Cove is now off-limits to all students. Cain has asked that it be reserved for his use.

My brother came to me seeking peace, and as much of a normal life as it is possible for him to live given his condition. I have given my word that I will do everything in my power to grant his wish, and I hope that I can count on you all to help me keep my vow.

Thank you. Cain, once again: welcome home.

Comments

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

*spews a mouthful of hot coffee*

...well, that's one hell of a Thanksgiving present.

...do you give presents at Thanksgiving or just stuff yourself silly?

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

If you're going to spit coffee on the floor, clean it fast please? I don't want to be blamed for the holes it eats through it this time. (God that coffee is scary.)

And... since Lorna can't see this to say it.

Welcome to the madhouse, Mr. Marko. ;)

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

*sniffs* There's nothing wrong with my coffee. In fact, there are many things that it can be used for. Cleaning the family silver, for instance.

It is not for the weak.

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

Or for human consumption, I'd say.

That stuff is positively evil. Took me about 38 hours to get to sleep after a single mug. Geh. The memory.

*shudders*