But at least I stopped being crazy

[apocalypsewench]

WHO: Lorna and Madrox
WHERE: Uhhhh near the porter building?
WHEN: This afternoon
WARNINGS: Erm nothing?
SUMMARY: Lorna's been ported in, and the first person she runs into is Jamie. But he's all growed up! Awwwwww~
FORMAT: Para, then whatever!

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[jamie_prime]

[ It was nice to feel like he had some sort of purpose again, after spending a week or two of getting his ass continuously handed to him. With X-Factor back on track, and Monet back in the fold, he started doing what he did best-- follow leads. Very noir.

The client came to him the other day-- wanted him to check out a jewel heist at his store, but the place was completely clean. Possible phasing? That made things tricky; there wouldn't be much evidence to go on, but Jamie had worked harder.

He recognized that he'd just started passing the building where he originally came in, and stared as he continued walking past, hand in his pockets, when he caught a flash of green hair, and he literally knew only one person with hair like that. ]

Oh my God.

Lorna?

[apocalypsewench]

[She whips around, his voice triggering her out of her train of thought. She squints and steps closer.]

Jamie...?

[My, he really grew up, didn't he?]

What are you doing here?!

[jamie_prime]

[ He smiles and hugs her like immediately, then pulls back. ]

You know as much as I do. [ He gestures with a glance to the building she just walked out of. ]

How are you? [ He sounds genuinely happy, for maybe like the first time in a while. ]

[apocalypsewench]

[She's hesitant to the touch, but she does hug him back. It is Jamie afterall.]

I'm better than I have been in a long time, actually.

[She manages a small smile.]

How are you? What is this place?

[jamie_prime]

[ He takes a step back to give her a little space following the hug, and something towards the ground catches his eyes. ] You're not wearing shoes.

Ah-- [ His attention returns back to her questions. ] Nobody really knows. It's an analogue of New York, but it pulls us from... different times. [ He pieces together his answer, obviously unsure of how to answer the question, really. ]

Hold on to that stuff the Iron Giant in there gave you, though. You'll at least get an apartment out of it... [ He waves himself off. ]

We can talk about that later, huh? Let's get you some shoes? Maybe something to eat?

[apocalypsewench]

I've been through a lot, Jamie. This is actually the most put together I've been in a long time.

[She smiles again, shrugging a little. At least they're provided with housing! However, if Jamie is here, she has to wonder who else is. X-men? Alex? Bobby? She assumes it's possible.]

But I'd like that. Shoes and food would be a great way to start off my new life in this place.

[jamie_prime]

[ Well, that seemed to be something he and the rest of the old X-Factor alumni seemed to have in common. ]

Yeah, I... know what you mean. [ Though he didn't seem to elaborate any more on that. Not only had he been through rough times himself, he had heard bits and pieces about her. How didn't you hear about Horsemen of the Apocalypse? He didn't want to ask, though, mostly because, in a similar position, he didn't want to share much either.

After a brief aside getting her some shoes (he created some dupes along with their money, cheating, sure, whatever), he ended up taking her to a small café nearby. It wasn't anything special, but a small mom and pop diner with friendly faces-- it seemed more like a place Marlowe would have picked. ]

[apocalypsewench]

[She's glad with the place he picked, and eagerly sits down at a table with him. Out of all the people to run into, she's glad it's Jamie. There are so many people she doesn't want to see or talk to right now, so she's glad to keep avoiding them.]

How long have you been here, anyways? You seem almost...settled.

[jamie_prime]

[ He laughed. ] Do I? [ He said behind his cup of coffee. That seemed a little funny to him. A lot of the time he barely felt settled in back home ]

It's close enough to New York, I guess, with tiny differences. Mostly people... and... strange things happen every now and then.

[ He paused and took another sip. ] But I've only been here for a couple weeks now. I'm really only glad to see a lot of familiar faces. [ He regarded her with a smile. ]

Oh! [ He remembered, gesturing with his palm outward. ] I'm actually putting X-Factor back together, not... our X-Factor, but... I've been trying to keep things going with a... spiritual successor, I guess.

[apocalypsewench]

X-factor? How many people from our world are here?! It can't just be you and me.

[Please don't tell me Alex is here. Or Gambit. Or Sunfire. Or Apocalypse. Or Bobby. The list goes on!]

Just please tell me you're without feral members on your team.

[jamie_prime]

There are a lot, though some of them come from different points in time than others. Al-- [ He coughed and glanced off to the side, sipping his drink. Alex and she had always had kind of a tumultuous relationship, and he still wasn't sure just when she'd come from, so... ]

And Rahne? She's not here. [ He said flatly. ] There was a bit of a falling out.

[apocalypsewench]

[She catches the start of the name, as it's hard to ignore.]

Is Alex here?

[jamie_prime]

Yeah.

I haven't talked to him yet, but... yeah, along with most of the X-Men, and Generation-X.

[apocalypsewench]

[Oh. Of course. It's just her luck he's here when she wants to be as far away from him as possible. She doesn't want to see him, or the other X-men. Not yet.]

Can you...if you manage to talk to them, just not mention I'm here?

[jamie_prime]

[ He wasn't sure how comfortable he felt with that, but he raised his hand, three fingers up, pinky and thumb touching. He offered a weak smile. ]

Scout's honor.

Though we all kind of stay in the MAC-- the heroes, I mean. It houses most of the apartments. I dunno where Alex is staying, but...

If you need a place to stay until you figure things out.. [ He offered, leaving the gesture open. ]

[apocalypsewench]

If Alex is here, I'm sure he's with the X-men. It's where he's been drawn to, usually. At least lately.

[She wonders if there's a little nurse running around, but she doesn't voice the question. Like what happened between the three of them needs to be brought up.]

The MAC sounds fine. Kind of strange, though. Being pulled into a world where you have to be a "hero" is almost like some weird Arcade thing. I'm actually not even surprised this is happening.