Laurie and Jan - Words Spoken in Anger
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xp_logsLaurie sees Jan and finds out the older girl's thoughts on the way she treated Kyle on his journal weeks earlier.
Laurie had been keeping herself busy since they'd all returned from New York, had buried herself in her studies and in her work down in Medlab as a volunteer. It helped with the cramps she could still feel through the pain killers Jean had prescribed. She saw Jan before the other girl saw her, and wondered what her reception would be. She hadn't seen her friend since right before everything happened in Manhattan, and she knew that Jan was now seeing Kyle.
"Jan!" she called out, before she could chicken out and head in the other direction.
"Hey, Laurie," Jan greeted the other girl.
"You doing anything later?" she asked, falling into step with Jan as they walked down the hallway.
"Not much, I guess," Jan replied. "Just trying to catch up on some schoolwork so I don't fall behind again, not that the professors should really expecting everyone to be completely concentrating on everything with all of the stuff that happened last month, and I'll go see what Kyle's up to in a little bit."
"I saw you guys had started dating." Laurie noted, wondering if she should ask Jan if things were okay with them, or just wait for her to bring it up. "How's that going?"
"What, you mean because of Kyle's 'uncontrollable feral senses'?" Jan rolled her eyes. "Somehow we make do, thanks."
Well, that answered that question really. Laurie's stride faltered slightly, falling out of step with Jan's but she recovered with only a little effort. "Should I just stop talking to you now then? she asked after a moment.
Jan stopped walking and turned to face Laurie. "Look, I'm sure you've already talked to a zillion people about this already, but what the hell were you thinking, Laurie? You went to the same school I did, didn't you? The one Tommy went to? Full of FOH people and other mutant-haters? And people have been scared of you, and still you'd go and spew that sort of crap to Kyle? I don't get it!"
Laurie stopped when Jan did, feeling uncomfortable and awkward as she tried to think of something to say to that. 'I didn't mean it that way' seemed a somewhat weak excuse for the amount of fallout that had happened from a comment spoken in anger, and very much regretted later. "I was angry." she said finally, after a long silence.
"So maybe you should have gone running or something, not ragged on Kyle's powers and his supposed inability to control them, especially when you're the one who'd just used yours against him?"
"We were being attacked, Jan. I did what I did to try and stop that. I didn't deliberately go after Kyle and make him do something." Laurie said, irritated now. She shook her head, wondering if she should even have bothered with this in the first place. "I'm not going to appoligise for a decision I made in the field. I do however feel bad for attacking him verbally later on, that was wrong of me."
She closed her eyes for a second, rubbing her hand against the back of her neck where a sweat had broken out as she walked. She'd been feeling ill for the past couple of days now, but she figured it was just the side effects left from powers withdrawl. She'd get over it eventually, as long as the headache that had been pounding at her temples for the past hour would go the hell away.
"Have you told Kyle how bad you feel about it?" Jan asked. "And I mean really, not just a canned 'I'm sorry'."
"I would if he'd talk to me." Laurie replied, a hint of bitterness leaking into her tone. "He's got some stupid filter set up on his e-mail so it won't accept anything I send him. It's hard to apologise or talk when the person won't even look at you."
"Um, not really." Jan shrugged. "There's this thing called a note. You know, handwritten, although I guess it could be typed, too. Really old-fashioned, I know, and maybe it wouldn't be read, and maybe Shamu might shred it to bits, but I think it'd be a lot better than some quick, stupid e-mail.
She hadn't thought about that...Why hadn't she thought to do that? She grinned at Jan for a second. "You know, that's an excellent idea. I think I'll go do that now, I've got time before class and I could leave it in a little envelope stuck to his door even, to avoid attacks by Shamu."
Jan hadn't figured the note would find its way to Shamu by accident, but kept her mouth shut on this matter. "Worse he could do is ignore you, which he's kind of already doing." At least she hoped that was the worst that would happen. Ignoring Laurie was a lot better than arguing with her again. They had so been there, done that a million times already.
"I guess so." Laurie noted, seeing that they'd come to the front lobby of the mansion. She could get to her room from here pretty quickly, and have the note on Kyle's door in no time. "Um, you mind if I leave you here? It won't write itself, and I figure no time better then the present, right?"
"Sure. Good luck, Laurie." You'll need it.
Laurie had been keeping herself busy since they'd all returned from New York, had buried herself in her studies and in her work down in Medlab as a volunteer. It helped with the cramps she could still feel through the pain killers Jean had prescribed. She saw Jan before the other girl saw her, and wondered what her reception would be. She hadn't seen her friend since right before everything happened in Manhattan, and she knew that Jan was now seeing Kyle.
"Jan!" she called out, before she could chicken out and head in the other direction.
"Hey, Laurie," Jan greeted the other girl.
"You doing anything later?" she asked, falling into step with Jan as they walked down the hallway.
"Not much, I guess," Jan replied. "Just trying to catch up on some schoolwork so I don't fall behind again, not that the professors should really expecting everyone to be completely concentrating on everything with all of the stuff that happened last month, and I'll go see what Kyle's up to in a little bit."
"I saw you guys had started dating." Laurie noted, wondering if she should ask Jan if things were okay with them, or just wait for her to bring it up. "How's that going?"
"What, you mean because of Kyle's 'uncontrollable feral senses'?" Jan rolled her eyes. "Somehow we make do, thanks."
Well, that answered that question really. Laurie's stride faltered slightly, falling out of step with Jan's but she recovered with only a little effort. "Should I just stop talking to you now then? she asked after a moment.
Jan stopped walking and turned to face Laurie. "Look, I'm sure you've already talked to a zillion people about this already, but what the hell were you thinking, Laurie? You went to the same school I did, didn't you? The one Tommy went to? Full of FOH people and other mutant-haters? And people have been scared of you, and still you'd go and spew that sort of crap to Kyle? I don't get it!"
Laurie stopped when Jan did, feeling uncomfortable and awkward as she tried to think of something to say to that. 'I didn't mean it that way' seemed a somewhat weak excuse for the amount of fallout that had happened from a comment spoken in anger, and very much regretted later. "I was angry." she said finally, after a long silence.
"So maybe you should have gone running or something, not ragged on Kyle's powers and his supposed inability to control them, especially when you're the one who'd just used yours against him?"
"We were being attacked, Jan. I did what I did to try and stop that. I didn't deliberately go after Kyle and make him do something." Laurie said, irritated now. She shook her head, wondering if she should even have bothered with this in the first place. "I'm not going to appoligise for a decision I made in the field. I do however feel bad for attacking him verbally later on, that was wrong of me."
She closed her eyes for a second, rubbing her hand against the back of her neck where a sweat had broken out as she walked. She'd been feeling ill for the past couple of days now, but she figured it was just the side effects left from powers withdrawl. She'd get over it eventually, as long as the headache that had been pounding at her temples for the past hour would go the hell away.
"Have you told Kyle how bad you feel about it?" Jan asked. "And I mean really, not just a canned 'I'm sorry'."
"I would if he'd talk to me." Laurie replied, a hint of bitterness leaking into her tone. "He's got some stupid filter set up on his e-mail so it won't accept anything I send him. It's hard to apologise or talk when the person won't even look at you."
"Um, not really." Jan shrugged. "There's this thing called a note. You know, handwritten, although I guess it could be typed, too. Really old-fashioned, I know, and maybe it wouldn't be read, and maybe Shamu might shred it to bits, but I think it'd be a lot better than some quick, stupid e-mail.
She hadn't thought about that...Why hadn't she thought to do that? She grinned at Jan for a second. "You know, that's an excellent idea. I think I'll go do that now, I've got time before class and I could leave it in a little envelope stuck to his door even, to avoid attacks by Shamu."
Jan hadn't figured the note would find its way to Shamu by accident, but kept her mouth shut on this matter. "Worse he could do is ignore you, which he's kind of already doing." At least she hoped that was the worst that would happen. Ignoring Laurie was a lot better than arguing with her again. They had so been there, done that a million times already.
"I guess so." Laurie noted, seeing that they'd come to the front lobby of the mansion. She could get to her room from here pretty quickly, and have the note on Kyle's door in no time. "Um, you mind if I leave you here? It won't write itself, and I figure no time better then the present, right?"
"Sure. Good luck, Laurie." You'll need it.
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