Short Return
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x_snowvalleyAccording to Moira and Ororo, I'm only allowed a short time on this laptop before another bracing round of physio, so I'll have to make this quick.
First of all, thank you for coming to get me. I could make the point that, with the secrets in my head and suiciding not being an option, you were left in the position that you had to as part of operational security, but we all know that wasn't the case. There is going to be a time that one of our own will simply be beyond our reach... but I'm glad this wasn't the case here.
First of all, the overall network is secure. I passed over mostly old or now inactive contacts in order to perserve the whole. But I also got assets killed in order to try and send a message to you. I take full responsibility for that, and I'll be in touch about what can be down to cover some of those debts. However, the main network and our identities are largely safe. HYDRA believes us to be some kind of Hellfire Club offshoot making a powerplay in Europe.
Fortunately, even though they had me for two months, they decided to be clever in how to interrogate me for information. First, they had a couple of telepaths dive in and see if they could just rip out what they wanted. Unfortunately for them, there are parts of my mind that are particularly hostile for psionic intruders. The Gambit aspect of my memories swamped out their personalities, and I nearly escaped twice before getting caught and shutting them down for good. So, they tried drugs instead.
My blood chemistry made their drug mix useless, but I was able to fake the effects long enough to send out the information that I wanted in the order I wanted. By the time they noticed that none of their targets represented the A-list and handed me over to Rumlow for more traditional methods of presuasion, you'd picked up on my signal.
According to Moira, the injuries are numerous, but largely superficial. Rumlow hadn't quite gotten to the crippling part of the process when you arrived. They're releasing me from Muir on Wednesday, and Ororo and I are going to spend a quiet week in France resting before coming back to New York. I won't be field capable for a few more weeks, but I will be back into the office, catching up.
Again, thank you. I shouldn't be alive right now to post this, and the only reason I am is because of you all.
First of all, thank you for coming to get me. I could make the point that, with the secrets in my head and suiciding not being an option, you were left in the position that you had to as part of operational security, but we all know that wasn't the case. There is going to be a time that one of our own will simply be beyond our reach... but I'm glad this wasn't the case here.
First of all, the overall network is secure. I passed over mostly old or now inactive contacts in order to perserve the whole. But I also got assets killed in order to try and send a message to you. I take full responsibility for that, and I'll be in touch about what can be down to cover some of those debts. However, the main network and our identities are largely safe. HYDRA believes us to be some kind of Hellfire Club offshoot making a powerplay in Europe.
Fortunately, even though they had me for two months, they decided to be clever in how to interrogate me for information. First, they had a couple of telepaths dive in and see if they could just rip out what they wanted. Unfortunately for them, there are parts of my mind that are particularly hostile for psionic intruders. The Gambit aspect of my memories swamped out their personalities, and I nearly escaped twice before getting caught and shutting them down for good. So, they tried drugs instead.
My blood chemistry made their drug mix useless, but I was able to fake the effects long enough to send out the information that I wanted in the order I wanted. By the time they noticed that none of their targets represented the A-list and handed me over to Rumlow for more traditional methods of presuasion, you'd picked up on my signal.
According to Moira, the injuries are numerous, but largely superficial. Rumlow hadn't quite gotten to the crippling part of the process when you arrived. They're releasing me from Muir on Wednesday, and Ororo and I are going to spend a quiet week in France resting before coming back to New York. I won't be field capable for a few more weeks, but I will be back into the office, catching up.
Again, thank you. I shouldn't be alive right now to post this, and the only reason I am is because of you all.
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Date: 2011-07-05 10:49 am (UTC)We'll keep things running till you're ready and able.
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Date: 2011-07-06 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-07 02:19 pm (UTC)A bit late but ...
Date: 2011-07-09 03:57 am (UTC)Welcome back, my friend, you were very sorely missed.