Being a bastard.

[x-pete.livejournal.com]

Well, I've sat down with Amanda. She and I are going to be leaving here sometime next month - we've got open tickets back to London. Romany's making arrangements to stick her in a very, very intensive crash course in magical responsibility, so we'll leave when she's got everything set over there and we'll be back when Romany judges that we can trust her not to cock up like that again. In the meantime, she's going to sit down with Samson as often as he and Charlie think she needs to.

She left me looking like the world was falling down about her, so maybe, just maybe she's got the message. So, now I've been the bad cop, I'm looking for a volunteer to be the good cop, just so she knows that not everyone here is completely insensitive to the fact that, stupid as she may have been, it's not *entirely* her fault.

On which note: who's going to deal with Ramsey?

And with that, I'm going to go downstairs and do violence upon something.

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[x-rogue.livejournal.com]

Nice to have most of the details of what happened. Thank you, Pete. It's vaguely comforting to know it wasn't just me, for some extremely minute value of vague. I haven't been able to bring myself to read the journals. Am not even supposed to be reading this one, really, but I needed to make sure my classes were covered.

Can you please make sure someone picks up my classes? The door to my room is locked but Mr. Marko should have the master key, of course, so the notes can be found. I don't want the children disrupted just because my head is a mess. It's not their fault.

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[x-pete.livejournal.com]

I'll cover the 'em myself, if I can't find anyone, y'know, qualified. Don't worry about them.

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[x-rogue.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Pete. Logan's told me that Professor Xavier said he'd make sure they were covered and I don't remember that conversation at all so I don't know what's going on at the moment. Yet another thing out of my hands. I didn't handle any of this gracefully, I'm sure.

...and I really need to go lie down now. Thanks for taking care of things.