Amazingly enough, Drake, I'd rather you didn't look like Magneto, especially when he was fucking. I got enough notions of that by the fact he and Mystique were all touchy-touchy ( Read more... )

I swear to god, if they stick one more needle into me(you), I'm gonna start breaking shit ( Read more... )

You know, the last thing I remember is saving your skinny ass from that freak. Why are the telepaths always psychos, eh? WHY? Still, I do get it - I have enough problems coping with my voice in my head, let alone anyone else. Anyway, you sent me this email yesterday, and some of us took longer to get out of the coma - must be your need for ( Read more... )

Are you as freaked as I am?  I mean, it's bad enough being locked up in solitary (even though the accomodations in medlab are about as nice as we can ask, yeah?) but to not even see ME in the mirror is just...gah.  I mean, not that I mind seeing you.  I'm kinda fond of your ugly mug.  It's just...god, I hope the prof gets this sorted out soon ( Read more... )

Okay, stop confusing me, Christ. You know I'm not queer: I told you that before we snuggled and it doesn't change the fact that I did, okay? I snuggled, it was good, I'd like to do it again when your back isn't in traction - can we move on okay ( Read more... )

Stupid me. Thanks for the reminder. Of course you're not.

Who would I tell?

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Robert Drake
Xavier's School for the Gifted

"What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing."
--Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan, Act III (1854 - 1900)

Easy way to your heart, isn't it?

And I'm not saying it wasn't nice, I just mean I'm not queer or anything now, so don't think I am.

And don't tell anyone, either.

John.

Plus, I'm waiting for the muscle relaxants to kick in. (Holy shit, did Hank ream me for all the walking around I did today. Still, I think it was worth it ( Read more... )

I thought I was the idiot here. Taking on my job title and all? You're such a martyr, Drake.

And they're not my buddies, okay? It's not happy-la la land every moment of every day when you work for Magneto. I'm sorry you got thrown through a wall.

God, that sounds lame. I bet Hallmark doesn't make cards for this occassion ( Read more... )

It says I'm an eternal optimist. And an idiot, apparently.

Some of your buddies took some hostages. I got thrown through a wall on the recovery mission. (No, these are the people I want to educate. The people I want to protect are the ones I was protecting when I got hurt ( Read more... )