Conference notes

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

If you are going to choose an appropriate person to draft legislative guidelines for telepaths in financial institutions, it's best not to choose someone with serious and quite bizarre and deluded obsessions with mutants. Particularly mutant pornography.

Why do we not pick people like this, children? Because we don't think that way for very long. Not when we think that way about people who can change your mind for you.

At no point in his life will he make chicken noises. Or vomit uncontrollably. Or take off his pants in public.

Consider it a win for Charles Xavier's ethics classes.

Attend those lessons well, children. Learn at the feet of the master.

But do not expect legislation restricting telepaths from jobs in the finance sector at any point in the near future. If at all.

Did everyone else have a fun conference?

Your benevolent mistress

Emma

PS I believe some of you saved the world again. Well done. Treat yourself to champagne and caviar and send me the tab.

PPS Jake, welcome back and thank you for allowing me free and full access to your mind, in the pursuit of said saving the world. Remember, I am willing to shoot you again. Until that is required, the sound you will hear from me, if you choose to attempt to speak to me, will be some form of uncontrolled and quite possibly hysterical laughter. What, in the name of all that is sane, were you thinking?

Comments

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Shoot you, shoot at you: comme ci, comme ca. Business is one thing; personal leads to better aim.

I don't terrorise waitstaff. I educate waitstaff. Sometimes right out of being waitstaff ever again, but that is not my issue.

Dinner. Perhaps after Easter. I've missed the - gusto - with which you enjoy food.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Taking things personally? Emma, darling, people might start to think that you care.

And I don't care what you do to the waitstaff, it's terribly entertaining either way. Especially when you make them cry.

After Easter would be...wait, I need a calendar. After my birthday, then? That should work. If you feel the need to shoot me before then, just ring me.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Don't think of it as caring. Think of it as enforcing appropriate behavioural boundaries.

Do they cry? How inconsiderate of them. It's bad enough that they're incompetent; incompetent and moist is a rather horrid combination.

Is it your birthday soon? Well done. Please do try not to grow up. I rather like you as you are.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Well then. I promise to be on my very best behaviour. I'd hate for you to have to enforce any boundaries with me.

Feign ignorance all you want, but I refuse to believe that you don't fall asleep at night replaying the sounds of their sobs.

Anything for you, my dear. Fortunately, I rather like me as I am, too.