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[pyrotechnics]

You know, just once I'd like to go on a vacation that doesn't end up with me somehow waking up with a headache. Just once! I'm getting sick of sleeping gas and I want my clothes!

And wings? Wings I could deal with. You know who has wings? Angel. But he can fly with his! And all these things are giving me is a pain in the...

This isn't my diary... That's not the right date... this is too weird. Too weird. I'd better call the Professor...

You'd think that a te- Woah!

[ and in the dark, jubilee doesn't notice that tree branch. the girl trips over it, and mistaking it as a possible assailiant, twists around to let loose a blast. but as she's in the middle of falling--

tonight, luceti, you're greeted to a show! there's a sea of fireworks lighting up your evening skies. ]

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voice

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Hey, is everything okay?

[That whoa doesn't sound like a good thing at all.]

voice

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ ... helpful person get? ]

Fine. Just peachy. [ Jubilee of the jungle is, regrettably, not well equipped for night travel. She sits up straight, rubbing her side. ugh... ]

voice

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

You sure?

[It's a new voice, after all, and she sounded really startled!]

[touchofrogue]

[...the professor?

But the voice doesn't really sound like anyone she knows but there is something familiar about it. But those lights. Those lights are even more familiar than the voice. In her confusion, Rogue's drawl thickens.]

Easy there, sugar. Ya don't want ta catch things on fire.

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ that's... a familiar voice. at first. she hears the southern twang, the sugar and feels a little relief. ]

No worries here. I just wasn't expecting everything to suddenly go dark on me.

[touchofrogue]

Yeah, there ain't much light out in the forest. [There's actually some sympathy in her tone, because the other girl is trying to brave it out and Rogue can respect that.]

Are ya at a place where ya can climb ta see the village lights?

[bamfing]

Sounds like someone could use a rescue, yeah?

[Hey, pretty damsel in distress, why not? Though that mention of Angel does remind him of that one guy... probably nothing, though.]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ ... german accent? nightcrawler? ]

A rescue would be the best. [ she looks up, the last few sparks are fluttering down from the air. ] I guess I gave my position away already.

[bamfing]

[Position away? He looks out the window where he saw those fireworks before.]

You're the one setting off the fireworks?

[Voice]

[whydidisaverick.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't exactly take Bruce long to connect the dots when he sees fireworks happen outside the EXACT moment she spazzes out. Is she another mutant? Thius doesn't exactly seem like magic.]

Did-- did you do that?

[Voice]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ this was a 'whoops' moment. who knows whether the people here are mutant friendly or not. ]

Uh, yeah. Sorry about that... [ ... where are all of these voices coming from. ]

[Voice]

[whydidisaverick.livejournal.com]

No, it's okay. That's... actually a pretty unique ability you have.

[Now he has to wonder if they're just harmless lights or if there's some substance behind those.]

Was that some form of magic or...?

[ voice ]

[repudiate]

Oh, so you're saying you're familiar with this sort of thing? I guess it makes it easier if you're not freaked out from waking up in the middle of nowhere with different clothes.

[ voice ]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

Nope, not me. It seems to happen every other week. [ even the voices out of no where isn't big... wait a second. the- ] Is that coming out of the book?

[ voice ]

[repudiate]

I know that feeling. After a while I've started to become used to it too, so.. it's good to see someone else not freaking out about it.

... Oh, yeah, it's coming out of the book. Do you know what cellphones are? This journal functions a bit like those.

[Voice with possable action]

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

[Knuckles was sitting on the roof of the community housing he was staying in as he listened to Journal posts; having nothing better to do. When he hears the post of what had to be a new arrival.]

Two months already?

I doubt you'll be able to reach your profess - Hey? What happened?

[Then Knuckles sees the light show, and, while he's not sure what's going on he pretty sure he'll find the answer there.]

[ Voice ]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ this would be a stupid moment... but to her knowledge, there's no significant anti-mutant movements going on right now, and she can usually handle anything thrown her way. ]

Sorry! I can't see a thing in the dark.

[ Voice ]1/2

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

So you weren't just attacked?

[ Voice ] 2/2

[wears-a-torc.livejournal.com]

[Wait a second if she wasn't attacked....] You made that light?

voice;

[undoing.livejournal.com]

What?

[ wrong angel... angel. ]

voice;

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[ double angels all the way across the sky. ]

voice;

[undoing.livejournal.com]

I don't fly.

[voice]

[fierybluebird]

Flying wings really are the best kind.

Are you all right there?

[voice]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

They'd be great when you're lost.

I'm fine. This isn'y my first time in a forest. Someone's on their way.

[voice]

[fierybluebird]

All right, good.

This probably seems obvious, but don't try to pull them out. It hurts like hell, and it won't work. Also, it could kill you. [He says... last.]