xp_logs | Backdated Jan. 31st Midday Jay & Yvette Log

Backdated: Jay and Yvette meet up and go for lunch together

Jay stalked through the snow, dodging people as he walked, eyes searching for Yvette specifically. The harness was long gone, taken off as he had a half hour to go grab something to eat before he had to go back out. He wasn't sure he was cut out for this heroism stuff. He did like helping out but felt utterly useless when doing so. He didn't know what he was doing like everyone else did. Even Yvette looked like she knew what she was doing and had all her stuff together. And he eventually found her, approaching her from behind. Jay rolled over what he should say, could say and opted for the simple task of just saying hello. "Hey, want some help?"

Yvette looked up from where she was pulling her Forge-made socks on again, sitting on a bench in the hotel's front garden. If she was going to be going back inside for food, she needed to cover up again. "No, I am fine..." she began to say, and then realised it was Jay, echoing what she'd said to him earlier, and she gave him a tentative smile. "Hello, Jay. You are on the break also?"

"Ah reckon' Ah am. Ya wanna go grab somethin' ta eat with me?" he asked, hopeful. He hoped to patch things up with her, as he had sort of done with Tommy. Maybe not quite the same, but she was younger and perhaps a little less tainted than what he and Tommy were. Still, he blamed Tommy for this, but that part, he kept to himself for now, knowing it would come up later.

Yvette finished putting on her socks. "I think... yes," she said, perhaps startling them both. But there was something different about the young Albanian girl since the operation had started. She stood, looking Jay in the eye instead of avoiding his gaze like she often did when uncertain. "You have been having the busy day also?" she asked with a tough of wry humour.

"Ya?" He smiled, noticing a change but couldn't quite place it what it was about her that had changed. He didn't know her so well, but had noticed she didnt' recoil the way she did on their first meeting. "Ya wanna eat in o' outside? Personally, Ah'm freezin' an' need ta warm up. It ain't exactly warm up in tha air." He usually didn't feel the cold but after hours of being outside; the cold winds bit through his jacket, through his skin and set an ache deep in his bones that begged for a break.

"Inside is good, yes," she agreed, although she wasn't feeling more than a slight coolness - between her skin and the amount of energy she had been expending digging into buried houses, she wasn't noticing the cold. "You have been flying the people to the safe place, yes?" she asked, starting to move towards the hotel's entrance. "It must be much work for you." She grinned a little. "And the harness, it was working right?"

"Yep, the harness was good. lil' hard ta figure out, but Ah got it." With her help of course. "Thanks by the way," he added. "Ah was fallin' behind an', ya know, wouldn'a been able ta catch up if ya didn'.. ya know, help." Jay paused before going inside, stretching one wing out to stop a cramp before he followed her inside, tucking his wings closer to his body. "It was a lil' tiring," came his reply. "Wha' bout you. Ya got everythin' done tha' ya need ta?"

"You are welcome." Yvette's body language changed just a little as she came inside, becoming tighter, a little more constrained as she looked about at the people around them. "And I think I will be going back out again, once I have done eating. There is still the work to be done for the clearing." Her eyes brightened. "Kevin and I, we saved the family."

Jay tucked his wings, ducking a little beneath the door way, but not before stretching a wing out again to relieve his muscles tightening up. He hadn't given them such a work out in a long time. Not like this." Kevin an' you, huh? That one's ma boyfriend, thou' ya didn' hear tha' from me." Something told him Kevin wouldn't appreciate girls or anyone for that matter, knowing that they were seeing one another. "He's a great guy." Did he seem smitten? Oh yes, he was.

Being quiet and having a tendency lurk around, Yvette knew far more than people thought she did. She'd also read the journal thread where Jay had basically said as much. So that piece of information wasn't so much of a surprise as Jay might have thought. Something else entirely made her eyes flash briefly. "Yes, he is. He used his powers to help, even though he was scared of hurting someone. He was thinking that if someone was touching the wall as he was making it turn to ashes, he would hurt them too." She glanced up at Jay. "It is very hard, to be afraid of touching someone. Please to be remembering that, for Kevin?"

"Ah do," he said, trying to keep the defensive tone from his voice. When it came to Kevin, everyone seems to think that Jay was one big fuck up and he tried to shake that feeling from their present conversation. As far as he knew, she wasn't a telepath and thankful for the very reason that he felt his thoughts betrayed him. He knew if he treated Kevin any other way, it wouldn't sit well in their relationship and one of them had to be relaxed about the whole thing. Sometimes Jay felt he was the one that kept them together. In fact, he was sure it was he that did. "'Sides, Ah heal. So we'll be fine." He played it off as though it was nothing, but it was everything if he lost a limb to that, or a wing. "Ya see Tommy 'round lately?"

He didn't understand. How could he - he'd never had to worry about slipping and the consequences. What it meant to possibly seriously hurt someone you cared about. Yvette looked away briefly. "Yes. He was helping earlier, making the medicines for the hospital, I think." She refused to sound apologetic. "He is, how you say, doing his piece."

The dining room was crowded, but subdued, everyone too tired to talk much. Yvette flinched away from one aid worker who obviously hadn't seen her, trying to use Jay as a shield. "Jay, please to be..." She gestured helplessly. "I cannot have the people bumping into me, and you can make yourself to heal."

Someone brushed past Jay and he was about to cut through but something made him stop. He looked behind him to see Yvette ducking away from someone and frowned. "Al'ight," came his simple reply. He was used to this with Kevin, even though it was Kevin who could hurt, Jay was the one doing the protecting and he felt that here with her. Spreading his wings out, he took more room than necessary, like people had to walk around him and the wings but barely even get close enough to her to touch her. He carved a human/mutant path right to the food, where they could actually get themselves something. "Better?" he asked, throwing a look over his shoulder before he carried on, passing her a plate.

"Very much better, thank you." Yvette had gotten a little too used to outside, where she had space to evade, or the school, which was big enough for her to avoid the worst crowds. "It can be difficult, to be worrying all the time." She cast a glance out of the windows, where the mountains could be seen. "Sometimes it is easier to be away from the people, than to worry."

"Yeah, Kev's like tha' all tha time." He smiled to himself, plucking a few things off onto his plate, by passing the chicken completely. He wanted to talk about their fight but found that with all these people around them, it wasn't the time. And somehow, the subject seemed like it didn't want to be breeched. Not on this trip anyways.