requests; response two
Who: Jubilation Lee, Marie Darkholme
Where: Safe house, unknown location
What: Conversations, in parts, over a week and a half of 'laying low'.
Rating: PG-13
For: saywhatiplease, who requested 'Rogue and Jubilee, prompt Breathe Me by Sia'. I am sorry, I honestly do not know how I got this from that prompt.
"We got any soda?"
The cupboards had been stocked with something, neither of them had stocked them, neither of them knew who did. They just woke up to a full supplied kitchen and clean linens. This place was kinda creepy like that.
"Yeah, diet lemon an' some cola." It wasn't that they were stocked well, just, stocked. They had a ridiculous amount of beef jerky, and that alone made Rogue worry that Creed had been part of some kind of questionnaire concerning what they might need. "Got some orange an' apple juice too."
Since the radiation blast, the one that had wiped out a base of people, completely obliterating them and leaving nothing, Rogue and Jubilee had been quarantined in some strange little house with no obvious door. After the first day, when Rogue had slammed her fist into the wall and been electrocuted, five times following five separate attacks on the wall, and Jubilee had almost blown herself up trying to zap the walls, well, they hadn't attempted escape since. A recorded message informed them that it was only for a while, until they were sure of what the radiation had done to them, until they knew why Jubilee and Rogue had survived while no one else had.
Rogue would've worked up the energy to care about those faceless, nameless people if she wasn't losing her mind in captivity.
"I hate diet lemon."
Jubilee blew up the bottle.
--
"First time ya broke outta the house?"
"When Ah was nine, went 'gator wrestlin' with the other kids."
"Gators? As in alagators? As is big teeth and chomping jaws?"
"Yeah, swamps round mah place were full o' them. Learned how t' wrestle 'em before Ah learned how t' swim."
"Jesus, you are scary."
Rogue just grinned.
--
"Why don't you like being touched?"
"Cause it's how mah power works. Ain't fun t' know too much 'bout everyone. What's your excuse?"
"One less way for someone to try and hurt me."
"Got a point, Ah guess."
Jubilee just shrugged.
--
"Why Rogue?"
"Why Jubilee?"
"Well, Jubilee is half Jubilation, half Lee. Both my names in one."
"Mah Daddy tol' me once that mah Mama, the one that gave birth t' me, that she'd said she'd seen a vision o' me. An' Ah'd be a real rebel, a right rogue. Kinda just stuck."
"Ya ever meet her?"
"Yeah, but Ah've forgotten everything Ah ever knew. Mystique's mah Mama, an' Destiny's mah Mom."
"Sometimes, I'm scared I'll forget everything about my parents too."
They don't talk any more that night.
--
"Seriously, do they think we'll grow wings? Or horns? Is this some sick punishment because we made it through? Come on, where are you! Why don't you fuckin' talk to us!"
"Would'a stop it before y' spark the damn wall again."
"I don't care if I blow the whole place up. Someone answer me!"
"Jubilee, quit it!"
"God, damn you!"
The only chairs in the room blew up with a loud crack.
--
"Ah wonder what kind'a fuss they're kickin' up."
"Who?"
"Ric an' Tini."
"Those two? Why would they bother?"
"Ric's mah brother, and Martini's, well, he's like mah brother in law Ah guess."
"You all that close?"
"Sure. Ain't nothin' Ah wouldn't do for them. Pretty sure they'd do the same f'r me."
"I've never had that."
"Ah hadn't either, not before Ric."
Jubilee huddled into a ball on the floor.
--
"Can you remember how long we've been in here?"
"Three days? Ah dunno, it feels like months, but Ah'm pretty sure it's a few days."
"Know what I miss?"
"Quiet nights in?"
"Ice cream."
"Rocky road, or bubblegum?"
"Strawberry mint cheesecake."
"Where in tarnation d' you get y'r ice cream?"
"When we get outta here, we're going to L.A. I'll show you the best damn ice cream ever!"
Rogue was surprisingly excited about it.
--
"What the hell'd y' do this time?"
"I thought the window would smash."
"It looks like it did, all over y'."
"Well, I didn't exactly plan on the wall being behind it."
"Sit y'r fool ass on the table an' lemme see if Ah can help."
"You'll be careful, right?"
"Trust me, Ah don't want no more folks runnin' round mah head any more than you wanna be comatosed on the floor f'r a couple'a hours."
Jubilee didn't complain as Rogue gently got the glass out of the wounds on her arms.
--
"Hey, you mind if- I mean."
"Y' think we'll end up with some crazy dependency on each other?"
"Us? Nah, we're too strong for that. Ain't gonna break. Just, I guess I get a little lonely. This place gives me the willies."
"Yeah, me too. Alright, gimme a minute t' get mah gloves."
"I've got my jacket too, that helps, right?"
"Ain't ever been too careful."
It was the first night Jubilee and Rogue laid out on the cots, side by side, shoulders touching.
--
"We just ran out of canned meat."
"Shit."
"We've got one jar of pickles, a tin of tuna and some rice pudding left."
"Then it's on to the jerky, isn't it."
"We're gonna starve!"
"Lets eat the puddin's first then."
They ate the puddings, split the pickles and turned their nose up at the tuna. It was just the jerky from there out.
--
"Y' think we'll suffocate before we starve?"
"If we're getting close to starving, would you kill me and eat me?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?"
"Naw, I'm serious. If we were gonna starve, and you could survive, but only if you ate me, would you?"
"No. Gawd. Ah barely even stomach beef at the best o' times, Ah ain't about t' eat mah friends!"
"Friends?"
"Y' go from cannibalism t' friends, an' the fact that Ah call y' a friend is more surprisin' than the fact that y'r talkin' 'bout cannibalism?"
"Cannibalism would be relatively normal with our group."
"Fair point."
Rogue doesn't bother pointing out that Jubilee seems a little happy.
--
"Okay, out o' the whole group, who d'ya hate the most?"
"Psylocke. Uh, that woman is just- grrr."
"Really? Ain't talked to her much."
"Do 'paths freak you?"
"Paths? Nah, ain't nothing like that. Actually, Ah think Ah bother telepaths more 'an they bother me."
"How come?"
"Dunno, probably residual noise from folks Ah've touched or somethin'."
"Okay, who do you hate most?"
"Um, prob'ly Wade. Man jus' talks too damn much."
"He's kinda funny."
"Sure, if y' like slapstick stupid."
"Babe, you're besties with Ric."
"Ain't the point."
But it does make them both smirk.
--
"It's been forever."
"An' a few days."
"Wonder if this is what castaways feel like."
"How is that even remotely the same?"
"I have no idea."
"Now we're just talkin' for noise. We're gonna end up like Rictor, or Wade. Gawd, Ah'm gonna go stitch mah mouth shut."
"Just stuff me like a turkey."
"Turkeys are stuffed through the ass, Jubes."
"Alright, like a pig! Call me a pork chop and shove an apple in me!"
Rogue smashes her hand through the wall where the window that Jubilee blew up once was. She hits the opposite wall with the thud before stumbling back to sit beside Jubilee.
"Feel better?"
"Meh, could'a worked better."
"I don't know, you did get through the wall?"
"Seriously?"
"Look."
There's a tiny speck of light, the smallest hole in the brick there. Rogue and Jubilee just grin.
--
"You're sure?"
"Hell yeah."
"I mean, I want out of here -wherever here is- just as much as you, but, well, you flew back about thirty feet."
"Important thing is gettin' back up."
"Oh god, we're gonna be buried in here."
"Stop being such a drama queen and go stand under the doorway."
"If you die, and come back and haunt me, I am so not feeling guilty."
"Yap, yap, yap, yap, yap. We're turning int' a married couple, we gotta get outta here."
Rogue takes five blows before she slumps towards the floor. The hole is around the size of a window though.
"C'mon, we're climbing through."
"Where the hell does it go?"
"Who the fuck cares? Lets get out of here before we turn into beef jerky."
Jubilee insists on going first, hands up ready to blast anything that tries to stop them. When Rogue slips through the window, she just slumps down against Jubilee's side and closes her eyes.
--
"Wha- where-"
"Hey, sleepin' beauty. Nice of you to show up to the meeting."
"Shuddup, Jubes. Who hit me with the truck?"
"That would be the result of almost seventeen thousand volts of electricity pounding through you. Those powers of yours really are scary."
"Ms Marvels, not mahn."
"Same diff. Fact is, babe, you hauled ass on that wall. The normals are pissed but screw them. I think the ol' Captain went through them like a fucking bulldozer."
"What are you talkin' 'bout now, fireworks?"
"They didn't know we were in there. Can you believe it? Fucking military had us locked up to see if they could zap us with radiation."
"What?"
"Woah there, skunk queen. You're finally reacting like a normal person would to being zapped by lightning. Which is to say, you ain't looking so hot. Take a pill and chillax a while. That doctor lady is taking care of shit."
Rogue couldn't keep up with Jubilee any more, so she gave in.
--
"They finally let you out?"
"Yeah, after Ah tore another door off its hinges."
"You wanna grab some food?"
"Really, Ah just wanna sit out here a while."
"Oh, okay. I'll just-"
"Y' wanna sit y'r butt down an' tell me what the hell's been goin' on? C'mon, who else is gonna give it t' me straight?"
"Ain't gonna be these bozos, that's for sure. Right, way I've gotten it, and that, by the way, took a lot of wheeling and dealing, but, story is--"
--
Where: Safe house, unknown location
What: Conversations, in parts, over a week and a half of 'laying low'.
Rating: PG-13
For: saywhatiplease, who requested 'Rogue and Jubilee, prompt Breathe Me by Sia'. I am sorry, I honestly do not know how I got this from that prompt.
"We got any soda?"
The cupboards had been stocked with something, neither of them had stocked them, neither of them knew who did. They just woke up to a full supplied kitchen and clean linens. This place was kinda creepy like that.
"Yeah, diet lemon an' some cola." It wasn't that they were stocked well, just, stocked. They had a ridiculous amount of beef jerky, and that alone made Rogue worry that Creed had been part of some kind of questionnaire concerning what they might need. "Got some orange an' apple juice too."
Since the radiation blast, the one that had wiped out a base of people, completely obliterating them and leaving nothing, Rogue and Jubilee had been quarantined in some strange little house with no obvious door. After the first day, when Rogue had slammed her fist into the wall and been electrocuted, five times following five separate attacks on the wall, and Jubilee had almost blown herself up trying to zap the walls, well, they hadn't attempted escape since. A recorded message informed them that it was only for a while, until they were sure of what the radiation had done to them, until they knew why Jubilee and Rogue had survived while no one else had.
Rogue would've worked up the energy to care about those faceless, nameless people if she wasn't losing her mind in captivity.
"I hate diet lemon."
Jubilee blew up the bottle.
--
"First time ya broke outta the house?"
"When Ah was nine, went 'gator wrestlin' with the other kids."
"Gators? As in alagators? As is big teeth and chomping jaws?"
"Yeah, swamps round mah place were full o' them. Learned how t' wrestle 'em before Ah learned how t' swim."
"Jesus, you are scary."
Rogue just grinned.
--
"Why don't you like being touched?"
"Cause it's how mah power works. Ain't fun t' know too much 'bout everyone. What's your excuse?"
"One less way for someone to try and hurt me."
"Got a point, Ah guess."
Jubilee just shrugged.
--
"Why Rogue?"
"Why Jubilee?"
"Well, Jubilee is half Jubilation, half Lee. Both my names in one."
"Mah Daddy tol' me once that mah Mama, the one that gave birth t' me, that she'd said she'd seen a vision o' me. An' Ah'd be a real rebel, a right rogue. Kinda just stuck."
"Ya ever meet her?"
"Yeah, but Ah've forgotten everything Ah ever knew. Mystique's mah Mama, an' Destiny's mah Mom."
"Sometimes, I'm scared I'll forget everything about my parents too."
They don't talk any more that night.
--
"Seriously, do they think we'll grow wings? Or horns? Is this some sick punishment because we made it through? Come on, where are you! Why don't you fuckin' talk to us!"
"Would'a stop it before y' spark the damn wall again."
"I don't care if I blow the whole place up. Someone answer me!"
"Jubilee, quit it!"
"God, damn you!"
The only chairs in the room blew up with a loud crack.
--
"Ah wonder what kind'a fuss they're kickin' up."
"Who?"
"Ric an' Tini."
"Those two? Why would they bother?"
"Ric's mah brother, and Martini's, well, he's like mah brother in law Ah guess."
"You all that close?"
"Sure. Ain't nothin' Ah wouldn't do for them. Pretty sure they'd do the same f'r me."
"I've never had that."
"Ah hadn't either, not before Ric."
Jubilee huddled into a ball on the floor.
--
"Can you remember how long we've been in here?"
"Three days? Ah dunno, it feels like months, but Ah'm pretty sure it's a few days."
"Know what I miss?"
"Quiet nights in?"
"Ice cream."
"Rocky road, or bubblegum?"
"Strawberry mint cheesecake."
"Where in tarnation d' you get y'r ice cream?"
"When we get outta here, we're going to L.A. I'll show you the best damn ice cream ever!"
Rogue was surprisingly excited about it.
--
"What the hell'd y' do this time?"
"I thought the window would smash."
"It looks like it did, all over y'."
"Well, I didn't exactly plan on the wall being behind it."
"Sit y'r fool ass on the table an' lemme see if Ah can help."
"You'll be careful, right?"
"Trust me, Ah don't want no more folks runnin' round mah head any more than you wanna be comatosed on the floor f'r a couple'a hours."
Jubilee didn't complain as Rogue gently got the glass out of the wounds on her arms.
--
"Hey, you mind if- I mean."
"Y' think we'll end up with some crazy dependency on each other?"
"Us? Nah, we're too strong for that. Ain't gonna break. Just, I guess I get a little lonely. This place gives me the willies."
"Yeah, me too. Alright, gimme a minute t' get mah gloves."
"I've got my jacket too, that helps, right?"
"Ain't ever been too careful."
It was the first night Jubilee and Rogue laid out on the cots, side by side, shoulders touching.
--
"We just ran out of canned meat."
"Shit."
"We've got one jar of pickles, a tin of tuna and some rice pudding left."
"Then it's on to the jerky, isn't it."
"We're gonna starve!"
"Lets eat the puddin's first then."
They ate the puddings, split the pickles and turned their nose up at the tuna. It was just the jerky from there out.
--
"Y' think we'll suffocate before we starve?"
"If we're getting close to starving, would you kill me and eat me?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?"
"Naw, I'm serious. If we were gonna starve, and you could survive, but only if you ate me, would you?"
"No. Gawd. Ah barely even stomach beef at the best o' times, Ah ain't about t' eat mah friends!"
"Friends?"
"Y' go from cannibalism t' friends, an' the fact that Ah call y' a friend is more surprisin' than the fact that y'r talkin' 'bout cannibalism?"
"Cannibalism would be relatively normal with our group."
"Fair point."
Rogue doesn't bother pointing out that Jubilee seems a little happy.
--
"Okay, out o' the whole group, who d'ya hate the most?"
"Psylocke. Uh, that woman is just- grrr."
"Really? Ain't talked to her much."
"Do 'paths freak you?"
"Paths? Nah, ain't nothing like that. Actually, Ah think Ah bother telepaths more 'an they bother me."
"How come?"
"Dunno, probably residual noise from folks Ah've touched or somethin'."
"Okay, who do you hate most?"
"Um, prob'ly Wade. Man jus' talks too damn much."
"He's kinda funny."
"Sure, if y' like slapstick stupid."
"Babe, you're besties with Ric."
"Ain't the point."
But it does make them both smirk.
--
"It's been forever."
"An' a few days."
"Wonder if this is what castaways feel like."
"How is that even remotely the same?"
"I have no idea."
"Now we're just talkin' for noise. We're gonna end up like Rictor, or Wade. Gawd, Ah'm gonna go stitch mah mouth shut."
"Just stuff me like a turkey."
"Turkeys are stuffed through the ass, Jubes."
"Alright, like a pig! Call me a pork chop and shove an apple in me!"
Rogue smashes her hand through the wall where the window that Jubilee blew up once was. She hits the opposite wall with the thud before stumbling back to sit beside Jubilee.
"Feel better?"
"Meh, could'a worked better."
"I don't know, you did get through the wall?"
"Seriously?"
"Look."
There's a tiny speck of light, the smallest hole in the brick there. Rogue and Jubilee just grin.
--
"You're sure?"
"Hell yeah."
"I mean, I want out of here -wherever here is- just as much as you, but, well, you flew back about thirty feet."
"Important thing is gettin' back up."
"Oh god, we're gonna be buried in here."
"Stop being such a drama queen and go stand under the doorway."
"If you die, and come back and haunt me, I am so not feeling guilty."
"Yap, yap, yap, yap, yap. We're turning int' a married couple, we gotta get outta here."
Rogue takes five blows before she slumps towards the floor. The hole is around the size of a window though.
"C'mon, we're climbing through."
"Where the hell does it go?"
"Who the fuck cares? Lets get out of here before we turn into beef jerky."
Jubilee insists on going first, hands up ready to blast anything that tries to stop them. When Rogue slips through the window, she just slumps down against Jubilee's side and closes her eyes.
--
"Wha- where-"
"Hey, sleepin' beauty. Nice of you to show up to the meeting."
"Shuddup, Jubes. Who hit me with the truck?"
"That would be the result of almost seventeen thousand volts of electricity pounding through you. Those powers of yours really are scary."
"Ms Marvels, not mahn."
"Same diff. Fact is, babe, you hauled ass on that wall. The normals are pissed but screw them. I think the ol' Captain went through them like a fucking bulldozer."
"What are you talkin' 'bout now, fireworks?"
"They didn't know we were in there. Can you believe it? Fucking military had us locked up to see if they could zap us with radiation."
"What?"
"Woah there, skunk queen. You're finally reacting like a normal person would to being zapped by lightning. Which is to say, you ain't looking so hot. Take a pill and chillax a while. That doctor lady is taking care of shit."
Rogue couldn't keep up with Jubilee any more, so she gave in.
--
"They finally let you out?"
"Yeah, after Ah tore another door off its hinges."
"You wanna grab some food?"
"Really, Ah just wanna sit out here a while."
"Oh, okay. I'll just-"
"Y' wanna sit y'r butt down an' tell me what the hell's been goin' on? C'mon, who else is gonna give it t' me straight?"
"Ain't gonna be these bozos, that's for sure. Right, way I've gotten it, and that, by the way, took a lot of wheeling and dealing, but, story is--"
--