rp
characters: gabe and julian
universe: marvel 626
title: my dick is bigger than yours
players: beautybedamned&calliopedrowns
universe: marvel 626
title: my dick is bigger than yours
players: beautybedamned&calliopedrowns
Julian pauses, contemplates the degs of his coffee. "The Paragons -- Foley, Ford, Brian, Inez and Haller; they're as much under Rogue to keep her focused as she is there to teach them to get in control of their own shit."
He stops; starts again. "They weren't here when everything fell apart though, and I suppose I envy them for not knowing what it was to see your friends confined with broken bones or psychologically traumatized 'cause they ended up using their powers to protect themselves."
"Ellie Ridley -- the mute kid? She told the genetically modified soldiers to stop breathing and they dropped dead. Lee Delgado, the Filipina kid under my watch? She redirected Lance's power and smashed a guy clear across the second floor hall and out the window. When Reed Richards and Spiderman took a look at him, every bone in his body was fragments. Like he'd been smashed from the inside by an earthquake. It was a mess. Santo was a head for a couple of weeks. Just a head. He needed sessions with Tessa and Miss Frost to get his act together, to pull himself together."
"You were right when you said there's a secret war. But we all know about it and we can't really talk about it. Not every family wants to look out for a kid that has a rogue government agency out to get them."
He shuts up at that. Wonders if he's said too much. They've been trying to rebuilt normalcy again and here he goes, digging up the skeletons and holding them out to Gabe like it's third-grade show-and-tell.
"About Foley... When Dallas snapped... Foley called him a lunatic. I didn't take to that well because -- well because it wasn't Dallas' fault." His voice turns soft. "Dallas felt like crap -- still feels it most of the time he looks at Sarah, but what can you do? He'd been posessed by the Shadowking, fucked over by a supernatural entity that gets it's kicks crashing Christmas eve, killing off someone's baby sister because she has short-term precog skills and would have ratted him out."
"I know Foley's made peace with D. I have a hard time forgiving."
Himself, possibly. Dallas was his charge. He should have seen it coming.
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"Josh doesn't say anything about well, anything. For the longest time, I thought he was just some quiet kid, y'know? I've seen my share of loners, figured he was a prime example of the kid you stick into a locker and forget."
He felt the urge to shift and tamped down on it hard. "One day, he just stopped being quiet, started speaking to me like," Gabe shrugged, "Like we were friends. And there was this look in his eyes that made me feel-"
Made him feel like Josh needed him. Made him feel like he needed the other boy and his insecure attempts.
"He made me feel like he could be a good man if the world let him."
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"Sounds like you got a crush on the golden boy." He whistled. Just to be an ass. "S'totally cool though, man."
Because you know, Victor was totally one of his really, really good friends. For real.
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Especially after last night.
Well, if he'd wanted to deny it, he should've said something instead of just sitting there like a- a. A something. He couldn't be blamed. His head was still swirling at all the things Keller had just said and- shit.
Shit.
"Shit."
Gabe thinks he said that out loud.
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And yes, that is Julian choking on his own saliva. Laughing.
"It was a joke, Jackson. A joke."
Seriously. It was a joke.
"Dude," he inhaled deeply, paused. And then started laughing again. "Your face."
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He sits there, letting his face burn hotter. Ha-ha, why yes, I do have the gay for Josh Foley.
"I don't see how it would be anyone's business."
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Totally, utterly deadpan.
Like, no. Seriously?
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"Is it your business? Because I'm getting tired of the questions."
At the least, he doesn't have to drag Josh down with him. His bones feel like they're squirming under his tensing muscles.
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"Gabe," He stresses the name just a little bit. Sure, the prospect of Foley and Gabe was just... weird. Or not, given girlsuit. But that's beside the point. He doesn't appreciate the way Gabe is poised as if there's a need to be worried. Or worse, afraid.
"Whatever you're thinking, don't."
Why should it matter anyway? It never used to. He was Julian Keller. Top dog at Xavier's. Hellion of the Hellions.
But quietly, he offers: "For the record, Victor Borkowski is one of my best friends."
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"I don't care. I just wanted to be nice. Give you a fucking seat in a full coffee shop."
He levels his gaze straight into Julian's eyes, trying to keep his thoughts straight, "Just... shut up. Don't tell anyone. Don't say anything."
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Julian knows when to back off. But he's always been the type to argue, or try to get the last word in.
"And believe it or not, JP Baubier actually is."
He moves to stand, suddenly needing the urge to uproot a tree or ten. "Word of advice though. It's not me who you should worry about. I may be obnoxious and revel in it, but Santo's the loudmouth. Victor still wants to kick him in the nuts for that, but well, you know. It won't be good for his foot."
He pulls out his trademark smirk, "And you might want to remember that you live in a house with telepaths and people with super-hearing. I know a few on your floor."
The Cuckoos for instance. He'd have to talk to them. Convince Esme to play nice. Or convince Sophie to convince her.
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He's living in a house with telepaths. Telepaths in training, picking up all sorts of thoughts by accident. Hell, there're people with enhanced smell right next door to his room. Super-hearing, and he hadn't even bothered to be quiet at all.
He was horrified at the idea. Could everyone already know?
"Thanks for the head's up, Keller. Hope you didn't sprain anything giving it." And if his voice is shaking a little, hopefully Julian is too pissed to hear.
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