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[jamesmadrox]

There's something to be said about prolonged denial. Mostly, that I can be pretty damn good at it when I'm inclined.

So let's just say that I'm inclined and move on to the non-monologue portion of my life, alright?

Jamie sat cross-legged under a tree, his copy of The Maltese Falcon in hand. Not that he was doing much reading. Instead, he stared

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[rictor_scale]

"Hey there, sport," Julio called out as he strolled over to where the other mutant was sitting.

Why yes, Rictor was in a good mood. And he was very, very eager to share some of the reasons with Jamie if only to watch his fearless leader freak out.

[jamesmadrox]

Jamie blinked. Did he just call me-?

"Sport?" he repeated, a touch incredulously.

[rictor_scale]

"Don't ruin this by being you," Rictor teased, offering up a very wide grin as he sat down under the tree. "So... Whatcha reading?"

[jamesmadrox]

"You're in a good mood," he noted, holding up the book so that Rictor could read the title for himself. Which means-

"You got laid."