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To: St. Croix, M [etc]
From: Gavin, Jake
Subject: Brother

I thought I recognized that name, and then I saw your post, and it all became clear to me. Get thrown out of every school in Europe, have you?

How's Marius? I haven't heard from him in a while...


Jake

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Re: Re: Brother

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To: Gavin, Jake
From: St Croix, M
Subject: Re: Brother

Well, the caring sharing moment over the molotov cocktail certainly opened my eyes. Which you probably heard about later, and I've only ever set fire to one place.

My favourite was still sending the removalists to clean out the convent. Bloody nuns and their bloody six thousand rosaries. Someone told me that there are still crosses floating up from the lake.

Marius got really really strange towards the end. It was kinda scary.

Awww. Manhattan. I will have to go soon. City! Lights! Not here! I will see you when you get back.

And who's the chick in all your pics?

M.

Re: Re: Brother

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To: St. Croix, M
From: Gavin, Jake
Subject: Don't even

I heard about the fire, yes. Gave me warm fuzzies. Like Darth Jake, or something.

I will see you when you get back.

Unless Xavier tosses you out. But considering what I've seen the month I've been there, that's unlikely. He doesn't throw anyone out.

I assume genocide or something of that scale might do it though.

And who's the chick in all your pics?

...I was hoping to avoid that question. Obviously a futile hope.

It's my one great love of all time, that is. Yeah.


Jake

Re: Re: Brother

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To: Gavin, Jake
From: St Croix, M
Subject: Re: Don't even

I can't get thrown out of here. Seriously. Daddy's serious this time, and everything, and after Marius I know he doesn't joke about these things. I'll be kicked out, he said. Disowned. And really, what the world doesn't need is me on the job market. What I don't need is having to work for a living.

Anyway. Love of your life? Really? Her? Huh. Why were you avoiding the question?

M.

Re: Don't even

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To: St. Croix, M
From: Gavin, Jake
Subject: RE: Don't even

...You?

Work for a living?

Perish the thought.

And. The girl in the pictures? Is me. I'm having control issues after the whole brain-splitting headache thing in May. Having problems turning back to male me. Permanently, I mean. My powers still work, of course.

So, killed anybody at the mansion yet?

Nothing is on in Manhattan yet. Warren's off doing something with Piotr and the little one, and I'm drinking here all by my lonesome. Lonesome meaning I'm walking in the way of the staff preparing for tomorrow and criticising the decour.

And switching the table cards, because, yes, I am five.


Jake

Re: Don't even

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To: Gavin, Jake
From: St Croix, M
Subject: Re: Don't even

Seriously. Why would anyone want to work.

You're a GIRL? Ha! That's the funniest thing I've heard in ages. Really? Wow. I guess you still get to be a guy if you want to though.

I haven't killed anyone yet. It's tacky and tasteless. There are better ways of making yourself known.

Sounds like you're not having that bad a time, then. Nothing like some creative getting in the way.

M.

Re: Don't even

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To: St. Croix, M
From: Gavin, Jake
Subject: re: Don't even

Some of us aren't born richer than Athina Onassis, and must, in fact, work in order to get money.

It's plebian, I know, but there you are.

Besides, I've been a month at the mansion, not working, and am nearly comatosed by boredom.

Oh, Warren's back.

Talk to you later. :)

Be bad as only a St. Croix can.


Jake