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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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[bamfing]

[Cyke. Oh man, now that he likes. He's gonna have to remember that.]

Friends of Humanity? Who are they?

[touchofrogue]

[...'411?']

Sounds like a bunch of real peaches. I'm guessin' they don't include 'mutants' in their definition of humanity.

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ she nods. ]

They're an Anti-Mutant group, run by a rat named Graydon Creed. He's got it out for all mutants. [ ... admittedly, if her father was sabretooth, she might not be too fond of mutants either. and if her mother was someone like mys- oh. she straights a little bit... does he know?

better not bring it up. jubilee can handle secrets. ] The guy's a total loon.

[bamfing]

[... Graydon. That brings back some bad memories.]

We had some guy build giant robots called Sentinels to get us. But he's in jail now.

[touchofrogue]

[Kurt's pinged by Graydon. Rogue's pinged by 'Creed.'

Sabertooth...]

Anti-Mutant group. Great. Sounds like Principle Kelly's dream.

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

Sentinels - yeah, we had those to... That's how I met the X-Men, actually.

[ wait. WAIT. ]

Don't you mean Senator Kelly?

[bamfing]

[Oh great. So in her world they're more common.]

No... just Principal Kelly at our school. He's been doing what he can to get us kicked out.

[touchofrogue]

He's a senator in your world? That's just what we need.

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

Well... President now. But the Anti-Mutant mindset dropped off when Gambit saved his life.

[bamfing]

... Gambit? Why would he do that? [Must have been some kind of angle, right?]

[touchofrogue]

[She perks up, interested.]

You're sure we're talkin' about the same mutant? Cajun accent, floppy hair, a real card fetish?

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ ... bizarre. she actually. stares. quite openly. ] Yeah. Black and red eyes, bizarre fashion sense, cheats at basketball and gives obnoxious nicknames? Your -- [ uh ] friend?

[bamfing]

[Definitely Gambit. Being called friend just makes him snort.]

If Gambit's her friend, then you can just starting calling me the Professor.

1/2

[touchofrogue]

Friend?

[That shakes her up.]

[touchofrogue]

[And she looks down for a minute. Part of her knows that Kurt's expecting an equally adamant denial, and in fact it's on the tip of her tongue.]

We're friends in your world?

[Because... that's not quite as far fetched as other things could be. She and Remy... they understood each other.]

[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

[ and he wants to be a little more than that. she bites that down, thankful for the excuse of a drink to have a moment longer to organize her thoughts. normally, she wouldn't care. but this seems to have world altering consequences. ]

Well, yeah. You two were X-Men a long time before I was. You - I mean, they - usually team up on assignments and all that if they can. And you can pretty much find him anywhere you- I mean, she goes.

[bamfing]

[Excuse Kurt's disbelief here. Gambit is an X-Men and Kurt isn't? This has got to be the most messed up world ever.]

[touchofrogue]

Huh. [She takes a sip of her milkshake in an attempt to wrap her head around this before deciding... she's better off not thinking about it.]

Sounds annoyin'.

[This is distinctly more mild than it could have been.]