So apparently you're all to be on the lookout for me acting oddly...

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Yeah. You read that right. Me. Acting oddly. That should be easy to spot, no? It's not as if I regularly speak in a language that won't be invented for two thousand years. Or walk into walls when I'm distracted by seeing the future. Or turn completely psychotic if anyone waves a chocolate bar under my nose.

We're not asking a lot, oh, no...

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[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

Then get your head from up under your arse and realise that there might be a problem here if we're being asked to look after you?

[x-cable.livejournal.com]

This is stupid. And getting lectured by you of all people has got to qualify for the height of irony.

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

I still think it's oddly peculiar but what do I know. I'm just another stubborn headcase with an attitude problem.

One heated conversation with you and I feel like I've just lost a few notches on my IQ and maturity. No matter. You can take that and the bubble you rode in on and do whatever the hell you want to do. I'm sure Moira will catch up eventually and knock some sense into that thick skull of yours.

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Fine. So I may be being childishly defiant for the sake of... I don't know what I'm doing. Never mind.

You still have no room to talk.

[x-psylocke.livejournal.com]

Has that ever stopped me before?