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xp_logsJubilee meets Garrison at Harry's and they discuss his current problems.
Jubilee slid onto the stool beside Garrison, hit by how familiar this felt but also by how nothing was quite the same right now.
She could see the television was already on, tuned to a Curling March from the Olympic Games, which she vaguely remembered was a thing(TM) in various places. Maybe Harry was a fan?
“I’m surprised you’re back here so soon,” Jubilee noted, gesturing at the bartender for her usual.
"The beer missed me. So did Briar."
"You wish, Kane. I knew you weren't dead." The blonde waitress said with a sniff.
"See, their love for me made them optimistic in the face of the odds."You hadn't settled your tab with Harry. If you were actually dead, he would have pulled you out of Hell by your pubes until you coughed up what you owe." She said, dropping two new beers in front of them.
"Yeah, it's much more romantic when they don't actually speak for themselves."
“One day one of them is gonna slap you and I will totally get rich selling the video to Fi,” Jubilee joking, poking at his arm softly just to confirm for herself that he was real. “I didn’t like you being dead, you shouldn’t do that again. Just an FYI.”
"Yeah, because everyone seems to think I did it because it was so much fun as opposed to the only fucking option I had." Kane sighed and took a long sip from his beer.
"I’m sorry," Jubilee replied gently, taking a sip of her beer but pulling her stool slightly closer so she could touch shoulders. She didn’t want to crowd him given everything but sometimes touch just helped her. "Poorly timed jokes aside, you know I understand, right?"
"Maybe. I just feel a little bad that the people who understand me are the spies who my dad would feel comfortable with, while the people who think I went over the line are the ones I thought I was aligned with."
“Nobody ever likes it when their heroes show themselves to be normal people,” Jubilee noted with a sigh.
Hadn’t she gone through so many of the same questions when she left the X-men and ended up in China? She didn’t want Garrison to have to give up where he was suited because assholes were judgmental.
“You had no choice, Gar. They just need to get over themselves long enough to deal with reality.”
"It's not their fault. It's not anyone's fault. All I know is that this was too damn hard. And I'm trying to come back from it, but I don't even know if I'm sure I was justified."
“I’m not a hero, Gar. None of us spies are, but ever since I’ve known you, like, there hasn’t been a day when you didn't care about mutants and what was best for everyone. There hasn’t been a day when you didn’t try to do your damn best to make sure everyone made it through. You did what you could with really horrible options. That’s all you could do.”
Jubilee took another drink and slid the small wicker container of beer nuts across to Garrison.
"Yeah. But how far becomes too far? Did I cross a line that can't be walked back?" He sighed. "And how much sacrifice is enough? I lost Adri to this place. Who is next?"
"The fact you’re still asking means you’ll never cross that line." Jubilee’s voice was soft, maybe the softest she’d ever been given her normally effervescent demeanor. "You saved them from worse than they’ll ever understand and I’m so sorry it had to be you. I can’t tell you where the line is, not when it comes to this. It’s a choice you make every time."
"Yeah. It would just be nice to be fucking selfish for once, eh? I mean, I could be having a cold drink on a warm beach with an even hotter Adri if I was willing to walk away. And, instead..." He sighed. "Here I am."
"You and I both know we’d never walk away. It's too important and we’re way too stupid to not be idealistic enough to think we can change things if we’re here to do it." Jubilee noted, slinging an arm around him to give Gar a brief sideways hug. "I just have fewer morals than you do...or like any morals. I’m sorry about Adri though. I’m sorry you had to lose that to do this."
They drank in silence for a moment. Kane waved Briar for a couple of shots. "You know Mystique tried to bribe me with sex? She thought she could get me to support her faction if my story was true." Their shots arrived. "The problem is that their intel on me is shit. So she thought I'd be kinda typical in my tastes. So she comes into my room with her body altered to up her boob size like to porn levels."
He started to chuckle. "I mean, it was so obvious. I'd briefed her earlier that day and it was like I wouldn't notice her suddenly looking like she'd nailed two blue beach balls to her chest. But she decided to cover all the bases, so she curved out her ass too. So it was like some pornographic smurf coming in but trying to be subtle about it." He was openly laughing now.
"Oh my God. Gar! Tell me you made her do something fucking weird just to say you did," Jubilee grinned at him, wondering what she would have done in that situation. I mean, she totally would’ve tapped it just to say she had but all the possibilities. "Because like, I’m thinking of at least ten different really bad jokes I could have made right now."
"Nah, I lied. Made erectile dysfunction a side effect of my damage." He tapped her arm and they both downed their shots. "But man, you could have made her bounce back like a Weeble on that ass."
Jubilee burst out laughing at the image of the look Mystique must have had at that. The very image was like a Christmas and Easter gift all in one. She'd never be able to keep a straight face if she met the psycho ever again.
“Dude, tell me you have tea on all of them. Like, Maggie must be using dye on his hair or something by now, right?”
"I wish. Somehow Magneto is younger. No clue how that happened."
Jubilee tapped him on the arm in turn and they took their next shot together, slamming the glass back down on the bar. She grinned as she thought of something.
“Maybe he’s taking little blue pills?”
"That attempted seduction didn't happen, thankfully." Kane grinned.
Jubilee slid onto the stool beside Garrison, hit by how familiar this felt but also by how nothing was quite the same right now.
She could see the television was already on, tuned to a Curling March from the Olympic Games, which she vaguely remembered was a thing(TM) in various places. Maybe Harry was a fan?
“I’m surprised you’re back here so soon,” Jubilee noted, gesturing at the bartender for her usual.
"The beer missed me. So did Briar."
"You wish, Kane. I knew you weren't dead." The blonde waitress said with a sniff.
"See, their love for me made them optimistic in the face of the odds."You hadn't settled your tab with Harry. If you were actually dead, he would have pulled you out of Hell by your pubes until you coughed up what you owe." She said, dropping two new beers in front of them.
"Yeah, it's much more romantic when they don't actually speak for themselves."
“One day one of them is gonna slap you and I will totally get rich selling the video to Fi,” Jubilee joking, poking at his arm softly just to confirm for herself that he was real. “I didn’t like you being dead, you shouldn’t do that again. Just an FYI.”
"Yeah, because everyone seems to think I did it because it was so much fun as opposed to the only fucking option I had." Kane sighed and took a long sip from his beer.
"I’m sorry," Jubilee replied gently, taking a sip of her beer but pulling her stool slightly closer so she could touch shoulders. She didn’t want to crowd him given everything but sometimes touch just helped her. "Poorly timed jokes aside, you know I understand, right?"
"Maybe. I just feel a little bad that the people who understand me are the spies who my dad would feel comfortable with, while the people who think I went over the line are the ones I thought I was aligned with."
“Nobody ever likes it when their heroes show themselves to be normal people,” Jubilee noted with a sigh.
Hadn’t she gone through so many of the same questions when she left the X-men and ended up in China? She didn’t want Garrison to have to give up where he was suited because assholes were judgmental.
“You had no choice, Gar. They just need to get over themselves long enough to deal with reality.”
"It's not their fault. It's not anyone's fault. All I know is that this was too damn hard. And I'm trying to come back from it, but I don't even know if I'm sure I was justified."
“I’m not a hero, Gar. None of us spies are, but ever since I’ve known you, like, there hasn’t been a day when you didn't care about mutants and what was best for everyone. There hasn’t been a day when you didn’t try to do your damn best to make sure everyone made it through. You did what you could with really horrible options. That’s all you could do.”
Jubilee took another drink and slid the small wicker container of beer nuts across to Garrison.
"Yeah. But how far becomes too far? Did I cross a line that can't be walked back?" He sighed. "And how much sacrifice is enough? I lost Adri to this place. Who is next?"
"The fact you’re still asking means you’ll never cross that line." Jubilee’s voice was soft, maybe the softest she’d ever been given her normally effervescent demeanor. "You saved them from worse than they’ll ever understand and I’m so sorry it had to be you. I can’t tell you where the line is, not when it comes to this. It’s a choice you make every time."
"Yeah. It would just be nice to be fucking selfish for once, eh? I mean, I could be having a cold drink on a warm beach with an even hotter Adri if I was willing to walk away. And, instead..." He sighed. "Here I am."
"You and I both know we’d never walk away. It's too important and we’re way too stupid to not be idealistic enough to think we can change things if we’re here to do it." Jubilee noted, slinging an arm around him to give Gar a brief sideways hug. "I just have fewer morals than you do...or like any morals. I’m sorry about Adri though. I’m sorry you had to lose that to do this."
They drank in silence for a moment. Kane waved Briar for a couple of shots. "You know Mystique tried to bribe me with sex? She thought she could get me to support her faction if my story was true." Their shots arrived. "The problem is that their intel on me is shit. So she thought I'd be kinda typical in my tastes. So she comes into my room with her body altered to up her boob size like to porn levels."
He started to chuckle. "I mean, it was so obvious. I'd briefed her earlier that day and it was like I wouldn't notice her suddenly looking like she'd nailed two blue beach balls to her chest. But she decided to cover all the bases, so she curved out her ass too. So it was like some pornographic smurf coming in but trying to be subtle about it." He was openly laughing now.
"Oh my God. Gar! Tell me you made her do something fucking weird just to say you did," Jubilee grinned at him, wondering what she would have done in that situation. I mean, she totally would’ve tapped it just to say she had but all the possibilities. "Because like, I’m thinking of at least ten different really bad jokes I could have made right now."
"Nah, I lied. Made erectile dysfunction a side effect of my damage." He tapped her arm and they both downed their shots. "But man, you could have made her bounce back like a Weeble on that ass."
Jubilee burst out laughing at the image of the look Mystique must have had at that. The very image was like a Christmas and Easter gift all in one. She'd never be able to keep a straight face if she met the psycho ever again.
“Dude, tell me you have tea on all of them. Like, Maggie must be using dye on his hair or something by now, right?”
"I wish. Somehow Magneto is younger. No clue how that happened."
Jubilee tapped him on the arm in turn and they took their next shot together, slamming the glass back down on the bar. She grinned as she thought of something.
“Maybe he’s taking little blue pills?”
"That attempted seduction didn't happen, thankfully." Kane grinned.
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Date: 2022-02-05 07:47 pm (UTC)Lovely log, really enjoyed the spot of levity to temper the raw bits.