X-Force: X-Force Only Comm

I don't even know where that reference is from, actually.

My resignation's been handed in (the one SV officially needs to keep on the books for employees) and I'm moving out of the brownstone tomorrow. You figure out over time if you are where you ought to be. It's been an honour working with you all, but this isn't where I'm meant to be. I figured that out so I'm moving out and hopefully moving on to something where I am meant to be.

I'll be in the city and working as a substitute at Xavier's as needed until I figure out what that "meant to be" is. It should go without saying, but if you guys need help I can give you only need to ask. It's not really goodbye, but I figured I should say something before someone saw me and Lex moving boxes out of my apartment and got really confused.

-Morgan

It's come to my attention that Sam apparently woke a fair few of you guys up last night. I'm sorry. It's not really my place to apologize for him but someone ought to apologize. I really hadn't factored on him doing that. He's so polite and well-mannered normally.

So what's this I hear about a betting pool and how Jubilee now owes Mark money?

I think almost everyone knows me, actually. If not, hi I'm Morgan. It's not the name that will be on the books but I'd rather not get into it and just leave it at Morgan if you don't mind. I'm blue, I swear a lot and I'm a shapeshifter of the genetic variety so I can be anyone right down to fingerprints, blood type, DNA and brain waves. If I'm patient enough I can pick up mutations, too. Some of you might remember the slight drama that was my arrival at the mansion as everyone declared I didn't want their mutations. It takes upwards of an hour and a half and I don't pick up a copy of someone just by touching them. There's an off switch so no worries.

I'm going to be a delayed entrant to the office and Brownstone. For one, I owed Angelo so he and Sparks (Amanda for those unfamiliar with my really annoying habit of giving people stupid nicknames) could take off to Spain together. For two, I owe Xavier the time to find my replacement. I should be moving in over the weekend or the beginning of the next week. As I said in David's post, though, I'm not going to be an office addition for a bit. I'm pretty much LeBeau's field bitch for as long as he decides (thank god, I hate paperwork).

For anyone who cares and doesn't know, before landing myself on Xavier's doorstep I was a mercenary with Mág Ealga for eight years. That was preceded by three years as a teenage prostitute who was, quite literally, every man's (and woman's for that matter) fantasy. At least the fantasies I could get close enough to though. Before that I was fourteen and a typical kid. Pretty unimpressive resume, I know.