Seventh Flight - Video
[Even the glasses can't hide the sadness behind them. Clark is quiet when the video feed comes on, and his eyes only briefly flicker toward the video. He twists his hands together in front of him, anxiously.]
I don't know if it's just me, but--
[The hands unknot and then Clark raises one to the back of his head, rubbing at his neck.How do you go ( Read more... )
I don't know if it's just me, but--
[The hands unknot and then Clark raises one to the back of his head, rubbing at his neck.How do you go ( Read more... )
Sometimes, you can't heal it, Clark. You have to wait for the other person to be ready to meet you half way. If you're already there, then... the best you can do is tell them you're there, if they ever need you.
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[Yeah, someone's got her head on a bit straighter these days.]
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You, Jubilee?
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[A shrug.]
He told me to leave. Told me I was a detriment to any team he could put together and I was going to get someone hurt and they all didn't get better like my Dad.
He was right. Doesn't mean when I get back, if I remember, I'm not going to call him on his assholery, but... he was right. And if I'd been half as mature as I thought I was being, I would've seen that.
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Being a leader can't be easy. [Read: Isn't easy.]
It can't have been any easier for you, trying to cope with that alone. What did you do?
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I've been the leader, more than once. So I know how easy it isn't.
[A sigh and she flops back on her bed, holding the phone.]
That's the point. I didn't have to cope alone. He was a friend to several others in the mansion, too. I wasn't alone in surviving what happened either. In fact, he was the only tragedy. But I wrapped myself in this bubble of hurt and pain and wouldn't let others in.
So, I was reckless. Went out, tried to be a normal person. Made friends with those who aren't mutants and then got reminded, sharply, that some fla-humans don't like us. Started using my powers in public, just because. Scott, rightfully, yanked me from teams and then told me to get out to straighten out my head. Then, I ended up back here.
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I couldn't even talk about that until I got here, least of all to the people who knew him too. In a way, I think I felt that... That their experiences with him might somehow invalidate mine. And that talking about them in words might cheapen the time we spent together, somehow.
Nobody can blame you for coping in a different way, or struggling with that pain. It's something we all handle differently, right?
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[A soft sigh.]
Pain is one of the most selfish emotions. We all handle it differently, but I think, sometimes, you need to be selfish because it'll tear you apart if you aren't.
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Then he did you a favour by giving you the time and space you needed. As difficult as that was. As lonely as you felt.
Sounds like he could have been a bit more gentle, but if he was suffering too, I don't blame him. You probably shouldn't either.
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Oh, he was a big jerk about it, but... Scott's supposed to be. He's supposed to be Nannypants and the Boy Scout and Scooter so the rest of us don't have to be.
I don't think turning me loose on the world was the best thing to do, especially right after what happened, but it may have been his way of getting me out of the pain in the mansion. Which, knowing him, was exactly what he was doing - just, if he'd told me to take a vacation or something? Totally not a problem. The way he said it though... yeah. Still gonna have words with him, but maybe I won't put him through a wall.
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Poor guy.
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Hey, Nannypants deserves it. Besides, if I didn't do something, Scott would wonder if I was still mad at him. Beating him up shows I care.
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[Much face rubbing under his glasses.]
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