Early Afternoon: Room 502/4/6 and then hallway outside of 509
It's a lazy afternoon and Jamie is busy doing... nothing. So much nothing that when an envelope is slid under the door Jamie actually gets off his lazy rump and goes to pick it up.
"Hey Santos," Jamie said reading the letter address. "You got a letter."
Nadia looked up from her laptop. "A mysterious letter shoved under the door. Oh. Joy." She held out her hand. "Give it."
Jamie shrugged as he handed the envelope over to his roommate. The envelope had her name neatly typed but appeared to have a stick substance to it and a crayon drawing of a guy carrying a round shield with a star in the middle of it.
"Looks like something my k- Daniel drew," Jamie said with a small smirk.
Nadia took the envelope between two fingers. "The son of the crazy girl?"
"Yeah," Jamie said bitterly. "Her. Don't worry I'm sure she's just writing to screw with my mind."
"And getting me in the middle of it. Joy." Nadia carefully opened the envelope and read over the contents. ". . . Huh."
"What's it say?" Jamie asked somewhat fearfully.
Nadia read it over again. "Says you're screwed. Well, actually it says you're supposed to read some letter Daniel left you. And if you don't, you're screwed."
Jamie blinked at her for a second until a flashbulb of realization went off in his head.
"Oh crap!"
Jamie went over to his trenchcoat, pulled out a wadded envelope, ripped it open and then read it aloud.
"Jamie, Next time remember to do anything I say and not have to send out reminders. Madrox just finished a therapy session with Doc Samson and then killed a bunch of Hydra agents. Not that it matters but he's on a clean-up-his-life kick and is going out to recall all his duplicates and you're next.
If you don't want to spend the rest of your life as a memory? Run."
Jamie looked up at Nadia looking a little freaked.
"Holy crap. I wonder how much time-"
And then there was a knock on the door.
This was all a little bit much for Nadia, despite having known Jamie for close to a year, now. She looked up at the door and swallowed, then jumped up and ran over to it.
". . . Who is it?"
"Papa Smurf," came the voice on the other side. "Jamie? You in there?"
Jamie looked at Nadia and mouthed "It's him!"
He then made a series of complicated hand gestures that either meant Jamie would sneak out one of the other suite's doors while Nadia distracted Madrox or that she should steal third base while he bunts.
Nadia made a series of complicated hand gestures back at Jamie that either confirmed the plan for her to distract the other Jamie while he snuck out, or asked him to pass the ketchup for her fries.
Then she turned, took a deep breath, and opened the door. "Hi! Oh, you're way cuter than our Jamie. . . ."
In a choreographed move Jamie opened the other door to the suite and snuck out using ninja like skills
Madrox on the other hand was immediately disarmed by the comment. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Not smarter though, I guess." Nadia struck a pose against the door frame. "Still, can't get everything. I'm Nadia."
Madrox blinked again and shook his head. "Um. Okay. Yeah. Is Jamie here?"
"Nope. He, um, moved to Taiwan."
Madrox looked around around the room and spotted what had to be Jamie's desk.
"And the sock puppets?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"They were a gift. To remember him by."
"He seems to have left you a lot of stuff here," Madrox said as he stepped into the room.
"Well, you know Jamie, he's always leaving a mess,"
And that's when Madrox noticed the other doors in the suite that went out to the hallway.
He glared at Nadia and headed for the door.
Nadia picked a few choice curses in a few choice languages, and headed after him. "Hey, I have some questions for you! Like . . . like . . . um. . . . What does that symbol on that green shirt mean?"
"It's the design from the original outfit I used to- Why am I explaining this to you?" Madrox asked as he looked around the hallway.
"Well, what did it mean on that?" Nadia continued. She had no idea where Jamie had gone, but she was damned well not going to let Jamie get him and . . . her head hurt.
"It was a bunch of circuits that absorbed kinetic.. Never mind." Madrox shook his head and appeared to concentrate.
And then headed down the hallway where a certain redhead was standing.
Nadia chased after him.
Meanwhile: While Nadia was providing a distraction, Jamie was running down the hallway and immediately raced towards 509 where he began to hammer on the door.
Willow opened the door when she heard the urgent knocking. "Jamie! What's wrong?"
"Madrox," Jamie replied out of breath. "The one who created me. He's here to absorb me and get rid of me for good."
"What?" Willow gasped. "No! Unacceptable! Why would he do such a thing?"
"Apparently he's decided to reign in all his duplicates," Jamie said nervously looking down the hallway. "Which includes me. Look... he'll be coming down the hallway at any moment. Try and distract him until I can get away."
"You got it," Willow said. "Go! Run!"
"I love you, Will!" Jamie shouted and then was off like a shot and down the hallway.
"Ditto!" Willow shouted back. She then tried to think of a way to buy Jamie some time.
A few moments later, a much older looking Jamie Madrox had exited the suite Jamie had been in.
Looking around briefly he headed down the hallway in the same direction Jamie had headed.
Nadia was not far behind, being rather surprisingly manic. ". . . and why do you guys call yourselves 'mutants'? You couldn't come up with a more empowering name?"
"We're actually called a lot of things," Madrox said rolling his eyes at Nadia. "Mutant is just easier to pronounce."
Willow stepped out into the hallway, right into older Jamie's way. "Hi. Can I help you?"
"Excuse me, miss," Madrox said trying to step around Willow. "I need to catch up with my friend up there."
"Oh?" Willow asked. "Which one?"
"Jamie Madrox," he said impatiently again trying to step around Willow. "I need to... talk with him."
Nadia made slashing motions across her neck at Willow behind Madrox's back before asking "Is it weird to call him that? I mean, because you're Jamie Madrox. . . ."
Willow tried to subtly give Nadia a reassuring look at the same time she kept standing in older Jamie's way. "Woah, wait! I mean sure, friends and happy reunion and all. Except thing is that you look like an adult. And this is the dorms. Did you sign the right form to be here?"
Jamie looked at Nadia and then Willow. "Um... Yes it's weird and... forms?"
Willow gasped with shock. "Oh my gosh! You didn't fill out a visitor form?"
"That's genius!" Nadia said without thinking. "I mean, um, bad! It's very, very bad. You have to go fill out the forms.
Madrox gave the girls a cagey look. "And where exactly are these forms?"
"You're in luck!" Willow said. "I just so happen to have some here."
Willow leaned in and snagged a clipboard off of her desk. She didn't dare go all the way into the room in case older Jamie gave her the slip.
"You keep visitor forms in your desk?" Madrox boggled.
"I'm an RA," Willow immediately replied. "Okay, so first question: Name?"
What kind of frakked up school is this?
"Jamie Madrox," he replied once again trying to get past Willow. "Look, this isn't really necessary I'm just here to pick up Jamie and then we're leaving. It'll only take a minute."
"Ooo, taking a student off-campus?" Willow made a tsking sound. "Okay, there's three more forms for that. Luckily I have them handy."
Madrox flailed. "Look, can I fill this out later? I need to catch up with him."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Nadia asked, and for once, it was an honest question.
"We've got a train to catch," Madrox lied. "Can I go now please?"
"Hey, if you want to get caught by the mountie and eaten by his wolf it's no skin off my nose," Willow said. "But you're going to feel really silly for dying by wolf because you didn't fill out a form."
Dying by wolf? Heck. Rahne threatened that every other day. But...
"Mountie?" Madrox said "You mean the guys with the funny hat? What kind of school is this?"
"An organized one, sir," Willow said. She tapped her pen against her clipboard. "Now I'm going to need a name besides Jamie Madrox because we can't have the same name in the visitor and visitee spots. It makes the database cry."
Madrox groaned and looked at the ceiling. "Fine. Would James Arthur Madrox work?"
"Still too close," Willow said. "I'm going to put down James Arthur Tiffani just to be on the safe side. Now then, reason for visit and will said visit involve the use of a badger?"
Madrox stared at Willow as if she had just grew a second head. "What did you just ask me?"
"Reason for visit and will said visit involve the use of a badger, Mr. Tiffani?" Willow asked, dutifully. "Or a vole? Or small mammal not otherwise specified?"
"Um. No. Not that I know of," Madrox said scratching his head. "Though with this place I'm beginning to wonder."
"Be mindful of the squirrels," Willow advised. "Next question: How would you describe your relationship with the student? A) Parental B) Sibling C) Alternate Reality Self D) Alternate Reality Self Who Is Also Evil E) Friends F) Aquaintances G) Owes you money H) You owe he, she, or it money I) Heretofore unknown child J) Soulmates, only less pretentious?"
"K. Prime mutant of which Jamie is a duplicate of," Jamie said crossing his arms. "Also G."
"Doesn't that mean you owe yourself money?" Nadia asked.
"Yes," Madrox groaned. "Bookkeeping is a pain in the ass. Are we done here?"
"Still have to go through the psychological profile," Willow said. "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be? Also how long would it take you to say 'Holy crud, I'm a talking tree!'?"
"I'd be a japanese maple and-"
Jamie sighed in frustration and started rubbing his head. "Yeah. Okay. I really need to speed this along."
Madrox beat his hand on the wall once, creating a duplicate.
"Answer her questions," he ordered the dupe. "Stay here until I get back."
He then started off down the hallway leaving the dupe to give Willow and Nadia a swarmy smile.
"So. When do we get to questions about underwear?"
Stupid dupes. Nadia motioned at Willow to keep going with that one while she headed after the first one. "Hey! I'm not done asking you things, yet!
Willow made an ick face. "That would be sometime after never. And just for that you're not going to get to see the rest of the nifty questions. Also you get no check plus credited towards Tiffani's answers. So there."
The dupe frowned and made sulky protesting noises followed by pouting.
And then stomped off to find Madrox.
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"Hey Santos," Jamie said reading the letter address. "You got a letter."
Nadia looked up from her laptop. "A mysterious letter shoved under the door. Oh. Joy." She held out her hand. "Give it."
Jamie shrugged as he handed the envelope over to his roommate. The envelope had her name neatly typed but appeared to have a stick substance to it and a crayon drawing of a guy carrying a round shield with a star in the middle of it.
"Looks like something my k- Daniel drew," Jamie said with a small smirk.
Nadia took the envelope between two fingers. "The son of the crazy girl?"
"Yeah," Jamie said bitterly. "Her. Don't worry I'm sure she's just writing to screw with my mind."
"And getting me in the middle of it. Joy." Nadia carefully opened the envelope and read over the contents. ". . . Huh."
"What's it say?" Jamie asked somewhat fearfully.
Nadia read it over again. "Says you're screwed. Well, actually it says you're supposed to read some letter Daniel left you. And if you don't, you're screwed."
Jamie blinked at her for a second until a flashbulb of realization went off in his head.
"Oh crap!"
Jamie went over to his trenchcoat, pulled out a wadded envelope, ripped it open and then read it aloud.
"Jamie, Next time remember to do anything I say and not have to send out reminders. Madrox just finished a therapy session with Doc Samson and then killed a bunch of Hydra agents. Not that it matters but he's on a clean-up-his-life kick and is going out to recall all his duplicates and you're next.
If you don't want to spend the rest of your life as a memory? Run."
Jamie looked up at Nadia looking a little freaked.
"Holy crap. I wonder how much time-"
And then there was a knock on the door.
This was all a little bit much for Nadia, despite having known Jamie for close to a year, now. She looked up at the door and swallowed, then jumped up and ran over to it.
". . . Who is it?"
"Papa Smurf," came the voice on the other side. "Jamie? You in there?"
Jamie looked at Nadia and mouthed "It's him!"
He then made a series of complicated hand gestures that either meant Jamie would sneak out one of the other suite's doors while Nadia distracted Madrox or that she should steal third base while he bunts.
Nadia made a series of complicated hand gestures back at Jamie that either confirmed the plan for her to distract the other Jamie while he snuck out, or asked him to pass the ketchup for her fries.
Then she turned, took a deep breath, and opened the door. "Hi! Oh, you're way cuter than our Jamie. . . ."
In a choreographed move Jamie opened the other door to the suite and snuck out using ninja like skills
Madrox on the other hand was immediately disarmed by the comment. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Not smarter though, I guess." Nadia struck a pose against the door frame. "Still, can't get everything. I'm Nadia."
Madrox blinked again and shook his head. "Um. Okay. Yeah. Is Jamie here?"
"Nope. He, um, moved to Taiwan."
Madrox looked around around the room and spotted what had to be Jamie's desk.
"And the sock puppets?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"They were a gift. To remember him by."
"He seems to have left you a lot of stuff here," Madrox said as he stepped into the room.
"Well, you know Jamie, he's always leaving a mess,"
And that's when Madrox noticed the other doors in the suite that went out to the hallway.
He glared at Nadia and headed for the door.
Nadia picked a few choice curses in a few choice languages, and headed after him. "Hey, I have some questions for you! Like . . . like . . . um. . . . What does that symbol on that green shirt mean?"
"It's the design from the original outfit I used to- Why am I explaining this to you?" Madrox asked as he looked around the hallway.
"Well, what did it mean on that?" Nadia continued. She had no idea where Jamie had gone, but she was damned well not going to let Jamie get him and . . . her head hurt.
"It was a bunch of circuits that absorbed kinetic.. Never mind." Madrox shook his head and appeared to concentrate.
And then headed down the hallway where a certain redhead was standing.
Nadia chased after him.
Meanwhile: While Nadia was providing a distraction, Jamie was running down the hallway and immediately raced towards 509 where he began to hammer on the door.
Willow opened the door when she heard the urgent knocking. "Jamie! What's wrong?"
"Madrox," Jamie replied out of breath. "The one who created me. He's here to absorb me and get rid of me for good."
"What?" Willow gasped. "No! Unacceptable! Why would he do such a thing?"
"Apparently he's decided to reign in all his duplicates," Jamie said nervously looking down the hallway. "Which includes me. Look... he'll be coming down the hallway at any moment. Try and distract him until I can get away."
"You got it," Willow said. "Go! Run!"
"I love you, Will!" Jamie shouted and then was off like a shot and down the hallway.
"Ditto!" Willow shouted back. She then tried to think of a way to buy Jamie some time.
A few moments later, a much older looking Jamie Madrox had exited the suite Jamie had been in.
Looking around briefly he headed down the hallway in the same direction Jamie had headed.
Nadia was not far behind, being rather surprisingly manic. ". . . and why do you guys call yourselves 'mutants'? You couldn't come up with a more empowering name?"
"We're actually called a lot of things," Madrox said rolling his eyes at Nadia. "Mutant is just easier to pronounce."
Willow stepped out into the hallway, right into older Jamie's way. "Hi. Can I help you?"
"Excuse me, miss," Madrox said trying to step around Willow. "I need to catch up with my friend up there."
"Oh?" Willow asked. "Which one?"
"Jamie Madrox," he said impatiently again trying to step around Willow. "I need to... talk with him."
Nadia made slashing motions across her neck at Willow behind Madrox's back before asking "Is it weird to call him that? I mean, because you're Jamie Madrox. . . ."
Willow tried to subtly give Nadia a reassuring look at the same time she kept standing in older Jamie's way. "Woah, wait! I mean sure, friends and happy reunion and all. Except thing is that you look like an adult. And this is the dorms. Did you sign the right form to be here?"
Jamie looked at Nadia and then Willow. "Um... Yes it's weird and... forms?"
Willow gasped with shock. "Oh my gosh! You didn't fill out a visitor form?"
"That's genius!" Nadia said without thinking. "I mean, um, bad! It's very, very bad. You have to go fill out the forms.
Madrox gave the girls a cagey look. "And where exactly are these forms?"
"You're in luck!" Willow said. "I just so happen to have some here."
Willow leaned in and snagged a clipboard off of her desk. She didn't dare go all the way into the room in case older Jamie gave her the slip.
"You keep visitor forms in your desk?" Madrox boggled.
"I'm an RA," Willow immediately replied. "Okay, so first question: Name?"
What kind of frakked up school is this?
"Jamie Madrox," he replied once again trying to get past Willow. "Look, this isn't really necessary I'm just here to pick up Jamie and then we're leaving. It'll only take a minute."
"Ooo, taking a student off-campus?" Willow made a tsking sound. "Okay, there's three more forms for that. Luckily I have them handy."
Madrox flailed. "Look, can I fill this out later? I need to catch up with him."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Nadia asked, and for once, it was an honest question.
"We've got a train to catch," Madrox lied. "Can I go now please?"
"Hey, if you want to get caught by the mountie and eaten by his wolf it's no skin off my nose," Willow said. "But you're going to feel really silly for dying by wolf because you didn't fill out a form."
Dying by wolf? Heck. Rahne threatened that every other day. But...
"Mountie?" Madrox said "You mean the guys with the funny hat? What kind of school is this?"
"An organized one, sir," Willow said. She tapped her pen against her clipboard. "Now I'm going to need a name besides Jamie Madrox because we can't have the same name in the visitor and visitee spots. It makes the database cry."
Madrox groaned and looked at the ceiling. "Fine. Would James Arthur Madrox work?"
"Still too close," Willow said. "I'm going to put down James Arthur Tiffani just to be on the safe side. Now then, reason for visit and will said visit involve the use of a badger?"
Madrox stared at Willow as if she had just grew a second head. "What did you just ask me?"
"Reason for visit and will said visit involve the use of a badger, Mr. Tiffani?" Willow asked, dutifully. "Or a vole? Or small mammal not otherwise specified?"
"Um. No. Not that I know of," Madrox said scratching his head. "Though with this place I'm beginning to wonder."
"Be mindful of the squirrels," Willow advised. "Next question: How would you describe your relationship with the student? A) Parental B) Sibling C) Alternate Reality Self D) Alternate Reality Self Who Is Also Evil E) Friends F) Aquaintances G) Owes you money H) You owe he, she, or it money I) Heretofore unknown child J) Soulmates, only less pretentious?"
"K. Prime mutant of which Jamie is a duplicate of," Jamie said crossing his arms. "Also G."
"Doesn't that mean you owe yourself money?" Nadia asked.
"Yes," Madrox groaned. "Bookkeeping is a pain in the ass. Are we done here?"
"Still have to go through the psychological profile," Willow said. "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be? Also how long would it take you to say 'Holy crud, I'm a talking tree!'?"
"I'd be a japanese maple and-"
Jamie sighed in frustration and started rubbing his head. "Yeah. Okay. I really need to speed this along."
Madrox beat his hand on the wall once, creating a duplicate.
"Answer her questions," he ordered the dupe. "Stay here until I get back."
He then started off down the hallway leaving the dupe to give Willow and Nadia a swarmy smile.
"So. When do we get to questions about underwear?"
Stupid dupes. Nadia motioned at Willow to keep going with that one while she headed after the first one. "Hey! I'm not done asking you things, yet!
Willow made an ick face. "That would be sometime after never. And just for that you're not going to get to see the rest of the nifty questions. Also you get no check plus credited towards Tiffani's answers. So there."
The dupe frowned and made sulky protesting noises followed by pouting.
And then stomped off to find Madrox.
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