Who: Open Log
When: Mid-afternoon
Where: Sector 4
Summary: Random encounters/Job shopping
Warnings: None as of yet
Jubilee had been hanging around the gym for most of the day. She'd been watching the classes, making her own judgements.
By noon, the head dude had had enough. He'd told her to either come in, or get the hell out of here.
She'd been hanging around this particular gym because of the 'help-wanted' in the window. When he'd challenged her, Jubilee had simply smiled, and shrugged. "Was wondering if I could apply for the jobs?" She grinned at his incredulous look.
Two hours later, Jubilee walked out with bruises, a sore arm, and a job as a beginner self-defence instructor and child gymnastics instructor. Pretty much perfect jobs for a girl like her.
She smirked to herself, walking out of the gym, bag slung over her shoulder. He'd found her a pair of proper outfits for work, and promised to take them out of her first paycheque.
Humming to herself, Jubilee bounced on her toes. So, she had to feed herself for a week or so. She could do that. Thanks to Remy, Ororo, and Logan, she had enough skills to keep herself from going hungry too often.
She began walking down the street. Considering what she'd seen outside her window the night before, she wasn't so sure about hanging around outside too much. The sirens seemed to indicate when the streets were safe, and when they weren't.
A completely irrational thought that Sage would love this place crossed her mind.
Walking down the street, she stumbled and ended up bumping into someone. "Sorry, dude." She said straightening herself. "You okay?" She asked, cracking her gum.