Lunch
Who: Jubilee and Matt
When: 01/18 - about noon
Where: Underground Mall
Summary: Kittens need food?
Warnings: None, yet.
Jubilee slid through the crowd and passed the clubs. Not her scene just yet. She never went clubbing alone, too much chance of something going wrong.
Instead, she was out spending money - not her own, since her first paycheque (what little there had been) had been carefully squirrelled away so that she could get a new place to live - looking for a few more clothing choices, not to mention food.
She had been Very Good the last pair of weeks, and hadn't bought any McBurgers at all. That was all going to change today. There were burgers, fries and a milkshake in her immediate future and she was never going to leave them again.
Also, she was getting really tired of eating salads at home. She totally needed some culinary skills that went past sandwich and salad. And omelette. There was only so many eggs she could eat before she started laying them.
She had splurged a little, however, and bought a small coffee maker, and some coffee. She needed caffeine in her life, and her boss made brown water, not coffee.
Slipping around another knot of people, she managed to pickpocket someone, but just slipped it into her yellow trench coat. She'd get it later.
Her nose detected the sweet, succulent ambrosia of the gods.
MCBURGERS OFF THE PORT BOW!
Soon, grease, fat, cheese, and milkshakes would be all hers!
She jumped up onto a planter and then down the other side, ignoring the dirty looks.Need to get blades, she reminded herself. Really, all of this was just reverting to her mall days back in LA. She could totally do this, and when she finally figured out how to get home, she'd have Tales to Tell.
Bouncing on her toes, she went to make a bee-line for the fast food joint, and found herself brushed against by a big bruiser of a guy. She sparked off - subtly so it wouldn't show - and shocked him, when he grabbed for her butt. "Hands to yourself, dude." He went to say something, and Jubilee just smirked. "Ya really wanna?" She asked.
She rolled her eyes when the rest of his group just herded him out of there. Sighing - she needed a fight. Like, soon. Like... yeah, she was totally in Juberine mode, but oh well! - she turned for the food again, and bumped into someone. Except this someone meowed - a small pathetic, kitten meow at that.
Jubilee blinked. "Umm. Sorry about that." If he meowed at her, again, she'd be weirded out. "I wasn't watching where I was going. I didn't hurt you did I?" That meow had sounded like she'd hurt him.
When: 01/18 - about noon
Where: Underground Mall
Summary: Kittens need food?
Warnings: None, yet.
Jubilee slid through the crowd and passed the clubs. Not her scene just yet. She never went clubbing alone, too much chance of something going wrong.
Instead, she was out spending money - not her own, since her first paycheque (what little there had been) had been carefully squirrelled away so that she could get a new place to live - looking for a few more clothing choices, not to mention food.
She had been Very Good the last pair of weeks, and hadn't bought any McBurgers at all. That was all going to change today. There were burgers, fries and a milkshake in her immediate future and she was never going to leave them again.
Also, she was getting really tired of eating salads at home. She totally needed some culinary skills that went past sandwich and salad. And omelette. There was only so many eggs she could eat before she started laying them.
She had splurged a little, however, and bought a small coffee maker, and some coffee. She needed caffeine in her life, and her boss made brown water, not coffee.
Slipping around another knot of people, she managed to pickpocket someone, but just slipped it into her yellow trench coat. She'd get it later.
Her nose detected the sweet, succulent ambrosia of the gods.
MCBURGERS OFF THE PORT BOW!
Soon, grease, fat, cheese, and milkshakes would be all hers!
She jumped up onto a planter and then down the other side, ignoring the dirty looks.Need to get blades, she reminded herself. Really, all of this was just reverting to her mall days back in LA. She could totally do this, and when she finally figured out how to get home, she'd have Tales to Tell.
Bouncing on her toes, she went to make a bee-line for the fast food joint, and found herself brushed against by a big bruiser of a guy. She sparked off - subtly so it wouldn't show - and shocked him, when he grabbed for her butt. "Hands to yourself, dude." He went to say something, and Jubilee just smirked. "Ya really wanna?" She asked.
She rolled her eyes when the rest of his group just herded him out of there. Sighing - she needed a fight. Like, soon. Like... yeah, she was totally in Juberine mode, but oh well! - she turned for the food again, and bumped into someone. Except this someone meowed - a small pathetic, kitten meow at that.
Jubilee blinked. "Umm. Sorry about that." If he meowed at her, again, she'd be weirded out. "I wasn't watching where I was going. I didn't hurt you did I?" That meow had sounded like she'd hurt him.