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[kickasstelekine]

Characters: Julian Keller and all you people.
Setting: In the mansion's halls.
Content: Hopefully Julian interacts with people other than his beautiful girlfriend. Not that one would ever protest her stopping by... Also, spam part two of two.
Status: Open and incomplete.

[Julian just left the showers after a work-out and some extra training, and

Comments

[golden_elixir]

[They cross paths since, as Julian is going back to the room, Josh is leaving. Josh acknowledges his roommate with a curt nod.]

Later.

[kickasstelekine]

[Dude, what is this. Julian stops and watches as Josh starts to just walk on by. Doesn't his gay little roommate notice his horrible injury?] Hey, stop. My head's pounding, homo. [And Julian gestures to the source of his pain and suffering.]

[golden_elixir]

[Josh knows his place in this school. He's the healer. He accepts this. He fixes up anyone who needs him, and sometimes they don't even say "thanks," but he's gotten used to that now. He doesn't really mind, because it's what he does. That's Josh. Always willing to help. Except in this case... Josh stops hurrying his way down the hallway, turns to look at Julian, and then a wide smile breaks across his golden face.]

Naaaaaahhh!

[He waves a hand at Julian dismissively. Josh's reaction looks like someone who was going to be pranked, and is saying, "I'm not falling for that one!" Then Josh turns back around and continues on his merry way.]

[kickasstelekine]

[There is something wrong with the world, obviously. It's raining frogs somewhere or some shit. Josh can't tell Julian no. He's Julian Keller, god dammit. That's why the expression on Julian's face morphs from impatient to a bit angry and incredulous.]

Hey! Foley! Hey! What the fuck, man! I know where you sleep!

Your content line makes me feel so unloved *cryingsadfaceomg*

[queendediamonds]

[Emma's in pretty much the exact opposite state of Julian. She's just arrived back at the mansion from a day in the city filled dealing with company matters and a business lunch with an old friend. All in all, it's been a pleasant break from the matters of the school and Emma is in a lovely mood.

She merely raises an eyebrow as she catches sight of her battered and bruised protege in the hallway.]

Were there problems in the training session this morning? Because I do believe you've seen better days, dear.

IT SHOULD MAKE YOU FEEL VERY LOVED, REALLY

[kickasstelekine]

[Julian slows to a stop when Emma decides to strike up a conversation. He's tired, obviously so, and he reaches a hand up to gently touch beside the throbbing cut, looking to the floor. She's got a point, he has seen better ones.]

If you mean Magneto had problems with my face, then yeah.

[Uh yeah. It was Magneto. He was, you know, curious. After his regular sims. And it was on the easy setting, okay? It was in his clearance! He just saw it, and thought about how scared Rogue had been and... yeah.]

[queendediamonds]

[Hey, she's allowed to stop and chat with her favourite protege if she wants to. Emma raises an eyebrow at his choice in simulations and what she considers to be a bit of stupidity.]

You ran a Magneto simulation on your own?

[kickasstelekine]

[Uh, yeah. In hindsight that had been pretty stupid, running it alone. Magneto, even on easy, had swept the floor with his face. He opens his mouth but no words come out, lifts his hands and shrugs at her. He can be impulsive and stupid sometimes, what can he say?]

It was on easy.

[Apparently that's what he says.]

[dazzlerock]

[Ali's been more than a little salty with the universe, between her little buddy Kevin disappearing, and he boyfriend holed up somewhere working The Manhattan Project 2 : The Sequel (...or something) and nobody taking five minutes to tell her what the hell is going on.

She's about to start her stint in the Danger Room, to try and blow off steam, when she sees Julian. She points at the gash and winces.]

Somebody working to improve your face or something, Keller?

[kickasstelekine]

[Ha, ha. Very funny. Julian's expression says as much, and then it filters into one of wincing pain and annoyance. He reached up to carefully touch the bandage, make sure it's still in place, and obviously it's still sore. He slows to a stop in front of Ali as he messes with it.]

Just a fucking brutal sim. [He looks at her, brows furrowing.] What're you doing here? You're not on the schedule.

[dazzlerock]

Here. [Ali shoos his hands away. Her fingers are cool as they press against his forehead, readjusting the bandage properly.] Better?

I swapped out with Guthrie. [She shifts a little, looks uncomfortable.] Just needed some extra time, Forge coded me a bunch of new sims. [She fails to mention that a couple of them are New Brotherhood specific, though she's only aware of the one she gave him specs for: Lois. The rest her boyfriend just conveniently slipped into the mix, for variety's sake.]

[kickasstelekine]

Not really. [He says this dryly, leaning down to allow her better access. He winces again, pulls back and touches the sore skin as she speaks, glancing at her.

But glancing at her is enough to sense that she's a bit off her game. Not to mention the tone of her voice.]

Getting your mind off Kevin?

[canstillkickass]

[Rogue's little "conversation" with the Cuckoos has left her even more irritable than before and that means she's in no mood for studying. Instead, she's heading down to the Danger Room to blow off some steam even though she's already put in her workout for the day. She just needs something to punch.

She almost runs straight into Julian as she turns around a corner in the hallway and bites back a curse as she sees who it is. There's an attempt at a smile but it's a bit forced.]

Hey sugah.

[kickasstelekine]

[He's a bit surprised to been run into, obviously. And yeah, he winces a little, because he's also a little bit bruised. Everywhere. But he starts to smile when he sees it's Rogue--one of those slow, genuine kind of smiles. He catches the insincerity of her expression though, and halfway through he narrows his eyes curiously instead, concerned.]

Hey yourself. [He pauses, looks at her strange smile and lifts a hand to touch her shoulder.] What's wrong?

[canstillkickass]

Nothing, I'm fine. [She tries to brush off his concern but her entire body is still tense. The cut over his eye catches her attention and she frowns, lifting a hand and gently touching his face beside it.] What happened here?

[kickasstelekine]

[That's such a good question, Rogue. Why did you have to ask?

That's basically what he's thinking as her fingers brush over his throbbing skin. He doesn't want to tell her what happened exactly, because that would mean telling her he did something stupid, out of some ridiculous impulse to prove himself for her. He winces a little, and he moves his hand from his shoulder to catch hers, pull it from the cut.]

Nothing, just a bad training session.

[Besides, he can tell something's wrong just by looking at her, his blue eyes roaming her expression.]

You're fine?