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Perfectly Normal Chapter Fifty One

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Professor Xavier fingered the remote control idly. I am an adult. I have self restraint. I am not going to watch the news, I am not going to get on the internet, I am not going to call home every hour just to make sure� Forcibly, he moved his hand to his knee and stared resolutely out of the large window overlooking the gorgeous mountain valley spilling away from the stone wall of the hotel�s grounds. It was a very private location, exclusive being the word the desk clerk had used repeatedly. There was no phone in the room, at least not one that he could find (Damned modern conveniences, he thought irritably). A medical staff was discreetly on call and the other guests at the hotel were as invisible as the service staff, everyone moving according to their own schedule and not wishing to interact with anyone else. As far as he could tell, he was the only mutant there. Not even a flicker, he thought with a touch of bleak humor, of mutant kind shouldn't this be one word? on the radar. He pushed himself away from the verdant view and moved towards the low table set in the middle of the sitting room. The suite of rooms was far more decadent than he would have chosen for himself and he suspected that Storm�s own choice of accommodations for him had been overridden by Emma. Ororo would have a hard time rationalizing this space as a recuperative aide, he mused, his eyes lingering on the mahogany bed frame and the antiques that smelled faintly of sand and dust gracing the gilded table tops and book cases. It was quiet in the suite, so quiet he could practically hear himself healing. �Fun to be had by all,� he murmured, giving in and turning on the television. The news won�t kill me.
�What do you mean, national news?� Storm demanded. �That�s impossible!�

�Not really,� Beast sighed, tossing her the folded newspaper, open to the blurb of an article on the third page of the �Local Interest� section. �It seems the Xavier Institute caught the attention of some conspiracy theorists in Colorado, the same ones that tried to prove Bigfoot was some species of Paranthropus boisei or robustus��[1] At Storm�s blank look, Beast sighed again. �At any rate, it seems our guests have some outside funding for this little project of theirs. I�ve called the university this morning and, according to the woman I spoke with, the department does not care what sort of funding they get so long as they get results and they do not exceed the departmental budget.�

�So the more outside funding, the better,� she groaned softly, pressing her fingers to her temples and massaging. �Where are they now?�

�Jacob and Brian sent their hangers-on into town with Scott and Jean. Apparently, they wanted footage of grocery shopping and Jean wanted to allow it, just to get them out of the house. Jacob and Brian, however, are still on site.� He frowned, rocking back on his heels and venting a harsh breath. �Jubilee�s faux pas in the gym is not going to vanish. Emma is in Boston and cannot do much in the way of, ah, influencing his recollection and I�m still not sure if that is the best course of action. I never liked the notion of affecting someone�s memories. I fear for the cognitive process..�

Storm shook her head and closed her eyes in a gesture of frustration. �Jean is not up to full strength yet and even if she was, I would not ask her. It isn�t right to give that responsibility to her� Emma� she has a vast deal of experience in such things�� Chewing her lip softly, she opened her eyes and looked at Beast sharply. �We don�t need to erase his memory or any such thing. Just his tapes.�

�Kitty admitted to me that she�s done her best on that front but, short of breaking and entering into his bedroom, there is no way of knowing if she got all of them.�

Storm fell silent for a long moment before shaking her head again and starting for the door. �I need to go to the sublevel and join Logan in questioning the Shi�ar. I don�t think he has the finesse necessary for this sort of questioning.�

Beast raised an azure brow. �I don�t think he will harm the�ah��

�Nor do I,� Storm put in. �But the Shi�ar are not as straightforward as Logan would like.�

�Touche,� Beast acknowledged wryly. �I need to check on our hospital refugees. Do you think this,� he tapped the paper Storm had abandoned on the counter in the lab, �needs to be addressed?�

�I think that we need to be mindful of it,� she said after the briefest hesitation. �But any action now would look suspicious on our part.� She glanced at the paper again and frowned. �I do think, however, that we need to have a show of social acceptability soon.�

�Right,� Beast nodded. �Time to play normal.� He smiled, a hint of sadness on his features. �Or as close to as we can manage.� Storm did not reply but he knew by the look on her face that she did not appreciate his phrasing of the statement. Shoving the paper into the trash without a backwards glance, Beast headed towards the medical bay�s long row of beds, eight of them taken up by the refugees from Saint Dymphna�s. None of them had spoken yet but he could not discern any sort of overt injury. Save for some soot and one blister, they all seemed fine. Even the oddly colored one who would not let him touch her, just look at her. She was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling unblinkingly. �It�s about lunch time,� Beast announced. �Who�s hungry?� Silence. �Thirsty?�

�Beast,� Banshee�s strident voice broke the tension that had been building. The medical bay door slammed open behind him and Beast turned to glare. The Irishman did not even break stride, stopping only when he reached the doctor�s side. �I need to get to Boston. Warren is meeting me there and��
�Penance.�

�Pardon me?� Banshee raised his brows at Beast. �What was that?�

�That,� Beast murmured, turning slowly to look at the red-skinned, red-haired girl, �was her��
Next chapter, something silly and a bit of the beginning of the end� Aaaaaaaaaaand Kurtty.

[1] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paranthropus_robustus
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