"And what the h--" I cut myself off abruptly, and hold up a hand to stop him right there. Arguments with authority figures are sort of my forte, but I have more pressing concerns than defending something that's already happened. "You know what? I'm not having this conversation. I have a boatload of people I need to make sure are still alive, and I don't regret what I've done, regardless of your opinion. You don't like my decision? Go get yourself a time machine."
I stalk past him so I can go do something that actually matters at this point: finding my friends.
"I'm sure the X-Men have one rattling around their basement."
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Date: 2009-08-12 02:50 am (UTC)I stalk past him so I can go do something that actually matters at this point: finding my friends.
"I'm sure the X-Men have one rattling around their basement."