Status report

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

I think this is where I say "Demons? Again?"

Wanda called for help when the demon - large, hostile, and apparently after Amanda, rather than Illyana - arrived at the club, but it all happened a little too quickly for a response from us. We got the injured back here, then everyone else, and then helped the local emergency services people as we could. Civilian injuries were pretty minor. The kids did a good job evacuating everyone.

We do have injured students, but they're a combination of 'minor', 'half-fixed already', and 'will be up and around after a good night's sleep'. Manuel de la Rocha is probably the worst-off, but Amanda managed a healing spell and Madelyn tells me he should make a full recovery.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go smack my little brother upside the head. Tactical thinking does apparently not run in the family.

Edit: People? Go to bed. Alone. With a partner of your choice. With multiple partners of your choice - I leave it entirely up to you. But we don't need the staff dragging themselves around like zombies tomorrow when the kids need... well, whatever the kids decide to need tomorrow. And whoever left the extra Halloween candy out? I don't know whether to curse you or bless you.

Comments

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

Don't forget to mention the Cabana Boys!

(Madelyn wants some.)

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Cabana boys for Madelyn. I suppose we don't need to worry about that for Moira. Just buy Nate a ticket and make him 'forget' to pack much in the way of clothes.

...I can't believe I just said that. Why am I not in bed?

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

You said it and I have witnesses!

*points and laughs*

...

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

How much candy have you _had_?

And I'm going to bed, soon. Promise.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Someone left a whole half-bag of those peanut butter cups on the kitchen table. I'm not responsible for my actions.

Scott Summers...

[x-mactaggart.livejournal.com]

...did you eat the whole half-bag by yourself, young man?

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

You bet I did. I have a secret weakness.

I believe...

[x-jetstream.livejournal.com]

that she likes her cabana boys tall, with strong hands and melting smiles.

I hear Jamaica is nice this time of year.

Salaam,
Haroun

Oh, really?

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

I'm sure Scott won't mind being specific about it when the time comes.


Meltingly hot hands are always nice, too.

Ali, dear?

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

It's what, 3am? Too late for innuendo. Go put some of it into practice. Or sleep. Or actually, the former may lead to the latter. Two birds with one stone. Isn't life grand?

This, ladies and gentlemen...

[x-jetstream.livejournal.com]

Is why Scott Summers is, and always will be, the Fearless Leader.

He _always_ looks out for the well-being of his team-mates.

Salaam,
Haroun

PS - Must remember Ramadan. Must remember Ramadan. Must remember Ramadan.

Haroun?

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Go to bed. Take your soon-to-be-boss with you.

You're the boss!

[x-jetstream.livejournal.com]

I hear and obey!

Salaam,
Haroun

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

Good man!