Eighth Lesson // Some actual teaching, for once...

[ruined_jaw]

[Okay, he's put it off and planned for long enough. It's time for Jono Starsmore to actually do what he said he was going to well over a month ago...]

[Filtered to Clark Kent]

Hey, I just figured I'd let ya know. I'm gonna be taking Clove into the Danger Room. She expressed an interest in it a while back for training purposes, so rather than deny her on the grounds of her humanity, I figure I'd let her in on my card, get the measure of her ability myself. If she proves herself capable, I'll send her to you for evaluation. If you think she's responsible enough for an access card of her own, she'll get my endorsement, assuming she makes it through training. Just wanted to give you a heads up.

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[Filtered to Clove]

Meet me down at the Danger Room in 10 minutes. Wear clothes you don't mind possibly getting torn up or dirty. Bring whatever weapons you're comfortable with, if any. Be ready to fight.

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[Those filters done, Jono's just gonna be sitting outside of the Danger Room in his old X-Men uniform, idly strumming a guitar while he waits, his journal open.]

Anyone else think we're about due for another bout of Castle-related weirdness? It's been too bleedin' quiet since our little trip to camp.

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[workaphilic]

Afternoon.

[Hey, Paradisa. Did you miss him? Because here he is, sounding for all the world like somebody who HASN'T been completely MIA for over a month.]

Good to see that everyone's the same as always. [Boring, he means.] Makes things easier for me.

Been interested in the fiasco last weekend with the wishes. Any of you feel like lending your expertise? Just a few questions, nothing complex. I've been needing the extra data points.