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xp_logsWho: Jubilation Lee, Amanda Sefton
When: Wednesday 12th July, 2006 Time: 8:30pm
What Happens: Jubilee turns up at Amanda's doorstep with some rather alarming personal news.
Jubilee had thought it couldn't get any worse today. Not after she'd just spent most of the morning at the local precinct trying to find out exactly why her boyfriend had been arrested and then the rest of the afternoon trying to explain to the headmaster of the Academy how she hadn't been aware that David was a small time drug dealer.
She'd had to quit, she'd have never made it through the investigation they'd launch if she stayed. Her past history might not have been enough to keep her off the force and out of the academy but combined with a boyfriend up on a drug charge that she just happened to have been living with at the time? Yeah, embarrassing drawn out investigation followed by even more embarrassing drumming out of the Academy was not what she wanted out of life. Now, to top it all off, just as she'd reached the footpath across from the old brown stone that Amanda had started to call home, it rained.
Jubilee raised her face to the sky, feeling the fat droplets hit her skin and slide wetly down her neck. If she hadn't still been so angry, she might have had a bit of a cry but it wasn't her way. She paused for a second before the door, wondering if she should really dump all this in Amanda's lap, even if just for a night. But who else did she know here? She wasn't about to trust herself to drive back to the mansion tonight. Having decided, she pushed the front door open and walked into the foyer. If she remembered correctly, Amanda should be on the second floor. Maybe by the time she made it up there, she'd be somewhat drier.
The door? Amanda paused in the middle of biting into the cheesy toast she was having for dinner. "Just a minute!" she called, slightly muffled by the mouthful. Laying aside the textbook she'd been reading, she got up to answer the door, wondering who it might be. Angelo would have called, so would Angie, Remy would have announced himself with some kind of off-colour remark, Pete tended to knock harder... The rather bedraggled person standing on the doorstep was almost the last person she would have expected. "Jubes?"
"David's a drug dealer and I'm an ex trainee cop." Jubilee replied as she shuffled forward into the room, looking around with only minimal curiosity. She was still feeling that happy numbness that would probably mean some form of emotional crash later on.
Amanda managed to get the door closed behind them before Jubilee's news hit. "Drug dealer? David?" she exclaimed, still managing to shepherd Jubilee towards the couch. "What the fuck?"
Jubilee allowed herself to be shepherded, half-sitting, and half-falling onto the couch. She was bewildered more then anything else, things weren't making a hell of a lot of sense right now. Amanda's reaction brought a brief smile to her lips though; it had been much the same as hers when she first heard of David's arrest.
"Yeah, surprise hey? Supposedly for awhile now. Just goes to show how completely fucking stupid I've been." she replied. "I should have seen it."
Amanda shoved aside her text books to make space for herself on the couch beside Jubilee. "And how were you supposed to see it?" she asked. "Look, the fancy cop school aside, we've both been around long enough to spot the dealer type and neither of us did. Hell, how many times have I been around your place, hung out with you two?" Patting Jubilee's shoulder, Amanda realised just how wet she was. "Stay put, I'll get you a towel and put the kettle on."
She hadn't really thought about it like that, she'd been so concentrated on wondering how she could have missed it, that she hadn't stopped to think about all the other people who'd also missed it. It made her feel slightly better, as much as that was possible. She shivered slightly, beginning to notice the wetness of her clothing. "I didn't bail him out." she said suddenly, her hands slowly gripped into fists. "I couldn't, not and have him be my responsibility. He wasn't happy about it."
Switching the kettle on, Amanda returned, passing Jubilee an oversized towel. "Here, you'll catch your death," she said, inwardly rolling her eyes at the way she sounded like Romany. "And sometimes you have to look after yourself, y'know? Even if you love someone, you can't let them drag you down with them. This is his balls-up. Time for him to deal with it."
Jubilee dried her hair off first, before wrapping the towel around herself. She used the time to think about what Amanda had said. The other girl was right; David's mistakes were not hers to deal with, no matter how much she loved him. Still, it didn't make her any less angry at him.
"Do you mind if I stay here for the night? I don't really want to go back to the apartment, and I think I'm gonna go back to the school in the morning. I need time to think, somewhere that isn't New York." she replied.
"You think I'd let you go back out there tonight?" Amanda said with a brief snort. "You'll have to kip on the couch since my spare room is full of books, but you're welcome to stay as long as you like." Finishing making the tea, she brought two mugs back over and handed one to Jubilee. "Here, get this into you - it'll take off the chill." Resuming her seat next to the other girl, she continued. "The school's a good idea. No place like home and all that, yeah? Besides, there's people there that'll help you out, whatever you need no question. Family."
Jubilee grinned and took the mug from Amanda, taking a sip as she sat back with a sigh. Coming here had been a good idea; she could feel some of the tension dropping away already. It wasn't alright, wouldn't be for awhile but she felt better at least. "Thanks. So, talk to me about something, hey? Get my mind off wanting to walk back into that holding cell and smack him from here to next Tuesday."
"Which'd be fun, but yeah, jail's not on the to-do list this week." Amanda curled up at her end of the couch, trying to think of a decent topic of conversation. One which preferably didn't lead to boyfriends and break-ups and tears - making Marie cry at prom was bad enough. "Work's going good. Strange dumped a load of his books on me to use as reference stuff and it looks like Wanda's on board full-time too, so I get to be someone's actual research assistant."
Jubilee wrenched her mind away from her current situation with effort but moved onto the new topic with a grateful smile. "You, holding down a respectable job, who'd have thought it?" Jubilee replied, a sudden teasing glint in her eyes. "Just don't let them overwork you too much."
"Learned my lesson well and truly last year," Amanda replied wryly. "And Pete and Remy're good at telling me to pull my head in. So yeah, no overdoing things." She ducked her head, blushing shyly a little. "'S weird, y'know? Me, having a job, having a decent place t' live, working towards a degree even. But I think I like it."
Jubilee put the mug down on the floor next to her and grabbed the towel to attack the last bit of dampness in her hair. "You deserve it, you know. You've worked hard to get here and it's good that it's finally paying off."
"If I deserve it, so do you, in spades," Amanda replied. "You haven't fucked up half as much as I have - this is just a glitch, yeah? You'll sort this all out, eventually."
"Hopefully with less dramatic fireworks then last time." Jubilee replied wryly. It hadn't been that many years since, and she still remembered what you didn't do when dealing with crisis. She'd do better this time; she'd make sure of it.
"They don't call you Firecracker for nothing," Amanda pointed out with a chuckle and a nudge of Jubilee's shoulder with her own. "Tell you what, we'll chuck on a movie, I've got some ice cream in the freezer, we'll do that traditional post life meltdown girly bondy thing. And then in the morning I can run you over to your old place, grab your stuff and take you to the school. Sound like a plan?"
She really didn't want to go back to her apartment but she supposed she couldn't just leave all her stuff there. "Thanks, I totally don't think I could deal with going there alone right now. And icecream sounds like a plan." Something to take her mind off of it all, a good friend to spend the night with and in the morning she'd go back to the mansion, back home. She would deal with everything in time, but just not right now.
When: Wednesday 12th July, 2006 Time: 8:30pm
What Happens: Jubilee turns up at Amanda's doorstep with some rather alarming personal news.
Jubilee had thought it couldn't get any worse today. Not after she'd just spent most of the morning at the local precinct trying to find out exactly why her boyfriend had been arrested and then the rest of the afternoon trying to explain to the headmaster of the Academy how she hadn't been aware that David was a small time drug dealer.
She'd had to quit, she'd have never made it through the investigation they'd launch if she stayed. Her past history might not have been enough to keep her off the force and out of the academy but combined with a boyfriend up on a drug charge that she just happened to have been living with at the time? Yeah, embarrassing drawn out investigation followed by even more embarrassing drumming out of the Academy was not what she wanted out of life. Now, to top it all off, just as she'd reached the footpath across from the old brown stone that Amanda had started to call home, it rained.
Jubilee raised her face to the sky, feeling the fat droplets hit her skin and slide wetly down her neck. If she hadn't still been so angry, she might have had a bit of a cry but it wasn't her way. She paused for a second before the door, wondering if she should really dump all this in Amanda's lap, even if just for a night. But who else did she know here? She wasn't about to trust herself to drive back to the mansion tonight. Having decided, she pushed the front door open and walked into the foyer. If she remembered correctly, Amanda should be on the second floor. Maybe by the time she made it up there, she'd be somewhat drier.
The door? Amanda paused in the middle of biting into the cheesy toast she was having for dinner. "Just a minute!" she called, slightly muffled by the mouthful. Laying aside the textbook she'd been reading, she got up to answer the door, wondering who it might be. Angelo would have called, so would Angie, Remy would have announced himself with some kind of off-colour remark, Pete tended to knock harder... The rather bedraggled person standing on the doorstep was almost the last person she would have expected. "Jubes?"
"David's a drug dealer and I'm an ex trainee cop." Jubilee replied as she shuffled forward into the room, looking around with only minimal curiosity. She was still feeling that happy numbness that would probably mean some form of emotional crash later on.
Amanda managed to get the door closed behind them before Jubilee's news hit. "Drug dealer? David?" she exclaimed, still managing to shepherd Jubilee towards the couch. "What the fuck?"
Jubilee allowed herself to be shepherded, half-sitting, and half-falling onto the couch. She was bewildered more then anything else, things weren't making a hell of a lot of sense right now. Amanda's reaction brought a brief smile to her lips though; it had been much the same as hers when she first heard of David's arrest.
"Yeah, surprise hey? Supposedly for awhile now. Just goes to show how completely fucking stupid I've been." she replied. "I should have seen it."
Amanda shoved aside her text books to make space for herself on the couch beside Jubilee. "And how were you supposed to see it?" she asked. "Look, the fancy cop school aside, we've both been around long enough to spot the dealer type and neither of us did. Hell, how many times have I been around your place, hung out with you two?" Patting Jubilee's shoulder, Amanda realised just how wet she was. "Stay put, I'll get you a towel and put the kettle on."
She hadn't really thought about it like that, she'd been so concentrated on wondering how she could have missed it, that she hadn't stopped to think about all the other people who'd also missed it. It made her feel slightly better, as much as that was possible. She shivered slightly, beginning to notice the wetness of her clothing. "I didn't bail him out." she said suddenly, her hands slowly gripped into fists. "I couldn't, not and have him be my responsibility. He wasn't happy about it."
Switching the kettle on, Amanda returned, passing Jubilee an oversized towel. "Here, you'll catch your death," she said, inwardly rolling her eyes at the way she sounded like Romany. "And sometimes you have to look after yourself, y'know? Even if you love someone, you can't let them drag you down with them. This is his balls-up. Time for him to deal with it."
Jubilee dried her hair off first, before wrapping the towel around herself. She used the time to think about what Amanda had said. The other girl was right; David's mistakes were not hers to deal with, no matter how much she loved him. Still, it didn't make her any less angry at him.
"Do you mind if I stay here for the night? I don't really want to go back to the apartment, and I think I'm gonna go back to the school in the morning. I need time to think, somewhere that isn't New York." she replied.
"You think I'd let you go back out there tonight?" Amanda said with a brief snort. "You'll have to kip on the couch since my spare room is full of books, but you're welcome to stay as long as you like." Finishing making the tea, she brought two mugs back over and handed one to Jubilee. "Here, get this into you - it'll take off the chill." Resuming her seat next to the other girl, she continued. "The school's a good idea. No place like home and all that, yeah? Besides, there's people there that'll help you out, whatever you need no question. Family."
Jubilee grinned and took the mug from Amanda, taking a sip as she sat back with a sigh. Coming here had been a good idea; she could feel some of the tension dropping away already. It wasn't alright, wouldn't be for awhile but she felt better at least. "Thanks. So, talk to me about something, hey? Get my mind off wanting to walk back into that holding cell and smack him from here to next Tuesday."
"Which'd be fun, but yeah, jail's not on the to-do list this week." Amanda curled up at her end of the couch, trying to think of a decent topic of conversation. One which preferably didn't lead to boyfriends and break-ups and tears - making Marie cry at prom was bad enough. "Work's going good. Strange dumped a load of his books on me to use as reference stuff and it looks like Wanda's on board full-time too, so I get to be someone's actual research assistant."
Jubilee wrenched her mind away from her current situation with effort but moved onto the new topic with a grateful smile. "You, holding down a respectable job, who'd have thought it?" Jubilee replied, a sudden teasing glint in her eyes. "Just don't let them overwork you too much."
"Learned my lesson well and truly last year," Amanda replied wryly. "And Pete and Remy're good at telling me to pull my head in. So yeah, no overdoing things." She ducked her head, blushing shyly a little. "'S weird, y'know? Me, having a job, having a decent place t' live, working towards a degree even. But I think I like it."
Jubilee put the mug down on the floor next to her and grabbed the towel to attack the last bit of dampness in her hair. "You deserve it, you know. You've worked hard to get here and it's good that it's finally paying off."
"If I deserve it, so do you, in spades," Amanda replied. "You haven't fucked up half as much as I have - this is just a glitch, yeah? You'll sort this all out, eventually."
"Hopefully with less dramatic fireworks then last time." Jubilee replied wryly. It hadn't been that many years since, and she still remembered what you didn't do when dealing with crisis. She'd do better this time; she'd make sure of it.
"They don't call you Firecracker for nothing," Amanda pointed out with a chuckle and a nudge of Jubilee's shoulder with her own. "Tell you what, we'll chuck on a movie, I've got some ice cream in the freezer, we'll do that traditional post life meltdown girly bondy thing. And then in the morning I can run you over to your old place, grab your stuff and take you to the school. Sound like a plan?"
She really didn't want to go back to her apartment but she supposed she couldn't just leave all her stuff there. "Thanks, I totally don't think I could deal with going there alone right now. And icecream sounds like a plan." Something to take her mind off of it all, a good friend to spend the night with and in the morning she'd go back to the mansion, back home. She would deal with everything in time, but just not right now.
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