we're so noir.

[shakeandbake]

WHO: The City's new X-Factor, original members & new ImPort recruits.
WHERE: X-Factor HQ aka some offices at City Hall.
WHEN: Tuesday, all day.
WARNINGS: It's X-Factor. All warnings apply, amirite.
SUMMARY: X-Factor members meet and mingle.
FORMAT: Whatever we want. We're X-Factor, gosh. Multiple threads within! It's a free for all, ya'll.

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[shakeandbake]

[ His eyebrows pinch a little. Defensive and scathingly sarcastic: ]

I think I'll manage. Thanks anyway.

[ A beat. Then, ugh, because he knows it's just him being a turd and not really Monet's fault, reeling his tone in: ]

Besides, the leader of X-Factor probably has more important things to do than manage my dysfunctional relationship for me.

[insufferablysmug]

I'm sure you will.

[ A dismissive wave as she starts to head back to her desk. ]

You're here again, that clears up my schedule immensely.