Sixth Daydream [Video]

[niepokonany]

Everyone knows what time it is, right?

Duh, it's two days 'til my birthday!

PoliSci 101 students can celebrate by making funnier mistakes on their papers. I'll give extra credit to whoever makes my laugh hardest! At least I'm pretty sure I can do that, whatever.

And everybody else... I'm still totally waiting on that pony! I've got a good feeling, so maybe this is my year. If someone does it, they're automatically my new second best friend!

[LOCKED TO PERSONAL FRIENDS OVER 21]

Who wants to come with and help get me drunk enough that I think the word "election" is too funny to be pissed off about? I could go for that. Like, not gross-drunk, just everything-is-hilarious-drunk!

[text, locked to x-men, backdated to saturday]

[iaijutsu]

All records and information available for public access indicate that Bolivar Trask is still safely confined in federal prison. Given recent events, however, and that we are unable to legally gain access to the facility and confirm his presence, Professor X has asked me to uncover the truth of it.

Daydreamer, Lady Liberty, Charcoal, Master Aqua, and [Oh crap, does Madeline have a code name? Does he just not remember it? IS HE FAILING AT THIS ALREADY -] Ms. Williams: I would appreciate your participation in a mission to confirm or deny Trask's imprisonment. If you would prefer not to illegally break into a federal institution, however, please let me know so I may consider replacements.

[He really doesn't want to bring anyone who isn't feeling good about being on top of their game, not for something like this.]

If anyone needs guidance or honest assessment of their infiltration skills, I recommend consulting with Spy.

Dr. Caimbeulach, if there is anything about the prison that you might be able to uncover for us, I would appreciate it. Most of what we need is almost certainly classified, but absolutely anything may prove useful.

1st Shot - [video]

[blackdarjeeling]

[Al hasn't finished unpacking yet. This is about the only telling information from what's on the screen, when he flicks his phone's camera on, sometime shortly after the end of classes: one of the Mansion's bedrooms set aside for faculty, suitcases and boxes tossed on the unmade bed, with the man himself tossing one arm idly over the back of a chair. The desk in front of him is likewise cluttered with papers, folders, a shot glass, and a dark, half-emptied liquor bottle.

Only half of the bottle's label is visible on screen, that portion of the text reading "RITTENH."]

Guess I gotta introduce myself all over again, huh?

Name's Al Swearengen. Owner and proprietor of Gem, finest joint in the City for any mutant who prefers to drink among their own kind.

Come the start of the new year, I'm also gonna be this place's armed combat instructor. Did something similar for a while, before the Sentinels torched it, years back. This time around, I'll be teaching those interested and capable how to handle themselves around a loaded gun...or knife or whatever else some Friends of Humanity cocksucker decides to come at you with.

[He...really doesn't even seem to register that his choice of words just then might not have been entirely classroom appropriate.]

I hope it goes without saying, that'll mean learning to handle all those weapons yourselves, too.

But, since I'm told it's late in the year for making new courses official - even ones that're gonna keep you from getting fucking killed - until next semester I'll be just be doing "tutorials." [The air-quotes are audible there.] On gun safety, for the most part. Those're mandatory for anyone keen on taking the real thing, 'cause I don't like to repeat myself. And 'cause I'll be using that time to divide up those interested into an introductory and advanced class, based on how you handle yourselves.

[That's all the actual information he needed to get across, so he shrugs, screws open his bottle, and pours himself a shot. It's not far past 3 P.M., and Al Swearengen is simply the best role model.]

That's all I've got for today. Any questions, feel free to direct'em to my faculty e-mail.

[Which he (a) does not include and (b) intends to avoid checking, ideally, for at least the rest of the week! Just asking directly might be a little more straightforward!]