bloody_irony:

Dmitri's final lesson of the day was done.  As much as he loved giving music lessons to kids, he was ready to take a vacation.  Being a member of Excalibur had given him enough business to save up a nice enough amount of money.  He even had a bottle of his absolute favorite brand of vodka, which was way too expensive for the average music teacher to just go and buy offhandedly (he wished he had more, but Dmitri was very much the type of guy to be responsible and save his money).  In fact, Dmitri was in the mood for some Kauffman Luxury Vintage Vodka at that moment.  He ventured into the kitchen to get himself some.  Perhaps he would run into a teammate.

butterflybullet:

It had been a freak accident. Some kind of short-circuit of energy signatures, Dr. Vernard had said when he examined them. The point was that Jon had been dragged here with them from his own facet of reality, and his energy signature was so disrupted that even that dimensional teleporter Mrs. Stark had called in couldn't send him back there. They'd really tried everything, but had finally given up.

And then, there was the other thing.

"So... do you want to tell him?" Vernique asked Svalin as she sat holding her hand on the bed. In Svalin's other hand was the test, clearly positive.