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[scene] Jubes & Remy, post Sentinel craziness
Mindy, we just had to borrow Bobby for just a bit-hopefully this doesn't screw anything up!
Thud thud thud. "Remy!" Thud thud. Jubilee double checked the room number written on the back of one hand as she pounded the door with the other. Nope, she had it right, unless Mr. Summers had given her the wrong room. "Remy, look, I just want to talk, okay? I know I was kind of a bitch, but you have to understand, I was totally freaking out because I really like you, you know?" Thud thud thud. "C'mon, Remy, this is so not fair! I know you're in there!"
"You know who's in where, p'tit?"
The sugary voice behind her made her jump, and she spun around and punched the object of her pursuit square in the chest. "AUGH! You! Don't ever do that to me again!"
"Desolee, chere." Remy grinned broadly as he leaned in, one hand bracing against the door. "But you don' answer my question: who's in there you want to talk to so bad you wake the dead hammering on 'dat door?"
Suddenly, the school's resident motormouth was completely incapable of speaking in complete sentences. "Well, I was-I mean, you're who I was-I asked Mr. Summers where your room was, because I-um-I guess I was-" And then luckily she didn't have to talk anymore, because the tall cajun tipped her chin up to his face and leaned in for a kiss.
Jubilee rose on her tiptoes, smiling into the kiss, before Remy pulled away leaving the smaller girl off balance, her hands reaching out to brace herself against the only thing available: Remy's chest. The kiss deepened, and Jubilee moved her hands up Remy's chest, her fingers sliding against the buttons of his coat, past his collar-
PAF! PAF! Both of them yelled and leaped backwards on reflex at the tiny explosions between them, hands patting themselves as they tried to determine their source.
"Found it, chere." Remy grinned as he pulled the front of his coat forward-two of the buttons were now nothing more than a tiny scrap of melted plastic being held on by shreds of cotton thread. "Dat's what I get for setting off a firecracker, non?"
"Oh my god, I have better control of my powers than that! I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Jubilee fussed over him for a moment, patting his chest until Remy put his hands over hers to stop them.
"I'm fine, chere." He pulled her fingers to his lips, sliding her hands back around his neck. "Now, where were we?"
The pair was so involved in their kiss that neither of them noticed the door inch open next to them, Bobby peering out into the hall. "Aww, dammit," he swore. With a disgusted sigh he plopped back down on the edge of his bed. "Could the two of you give it a break for now?" he shouted into the hall. "I've got a girlfriend I need to see!"
His only response was Remy reaching out to pull the door shut again.
Thud thud thud. "Remy!" Thud thud. Jubilee double checked the room number written on the back of one hand as she pounded the door with the other. Nope, she had it right, unless Mr. Summers had given her the wrong room. "Remy, look, I just want to talk, okay? I know I was kind of a bitch, but you have to understand, I was totally freaking out because I really like you, you know?" Thud thud thud. "C'mon, Remy, this is so not fair! I know you're in there!"
"You know who's in where, p'tit?"
The sugary voice behind her made her jump, and she spun around and punched the object of her pursuit square in the chest. "AUGH! You! Don't ever do that to me again!"
"Desolee, chere." Remy grinned broadly as he leaned in, one hand bracing against the door. "But you don' answer my question: who's in there you want to talk to so bad you wake the dead hammering on 'dat door?"
Suddenly, the school's resident motormouth was completely incapable of speaking in complete sentences. "Well, I was-I mean, you're who I was-I asked Mr. Summers where your room was, because I-um-I guess I was-" And then luckily she didn't have to talk anymore, because the tall cajun tipped her chin up to his face and leaned in for a kiss.
Jubilee rose on her tiptoes, smiling into the kiss, before Remy pulled away leaving the smaller girl off balance, her hands reaching out to brace herself against the only thing available: Remy's chest. The kiss deepened, and Jubilee moved her hands up Remy's chest, her fingers sliding against the buttons of his coat, past his collar-
PAF! PAF! Both of them yelled and leaped backwards on reflex at the tiny explosions between them, hands patting themselves as they tried to determine their source.
"Found it, chere." Remy grinned as he pulled the front of his coat forward-two of the buttons were now nothing more than a tiny scrap of melted plastic being held on by shreds of cotton thread. "Dat's what I get for setting off a firecracker, non?"
"Oh my god, I have better control of my powers than that! I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Jubilee fussed over him for a moment, patting his chest until Remy put his hands over hers to stop them.
"I'm fine, chere." He pulled her fingers to his lips, sliding her hands back around his neck. "Now, where were we?"
The pair was so involved in their kiss that neither of them noticed the door inch open next to them, Bobby peering out into the hall. "Aww, dammit," he swore. With a disgusted sigh he plopped back down on the edge of his bed. "Could the two of you give it a break for now?" he shouted into the hall. "I've got a girlfriend I need to see!"
His only response was Remy reaching out to pull the door shut again.