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[amongthethorns]

Who: Jubilee | thelittlestbub & Alan Humphries | amongthethorns
When: May 22nd afternoon
Where: Eric & Alan's Apartment
Summary: So Alan's found his husb-Boyfriend roommate is MIA. He's furious but after an interesting call from Jubilee he's swallowed it down for now and packed an over-night bag.
Warnings: None other than a slightly cranky Alan

It's not until after Alan's stopped replying to Jubilee and pulling together a small bag that something clicks. It clicks so hard it floors him with the force of it and he has to sit down. Eric's note had said he was moving things at the doctor's rooms that he'd be gone a few days but now suddenly this woman, who he has no reason to disbelieve or even really believe for that matter, calls him; offers him a place to stay. All he can think at the moment is that something happened but he shoves that aside with a firm shake of his head. If something had happened someone would have contacted him and they'd have told him over the phone rather than pretending.


"Don't be silly, Alan. " He forces himself to his feet because there's nothing he can do otherwise. He only knows of two people Eric knew and getting into touch with his boss and senior wouldn't be difficult. He wouldn't let himself get upset about this. Instead he busies himself in folding up some clothes to tuck into his bag, muttering under his breath. "DEATH, Where does he get off? Making me fuss like this, wandering off. Sending total strangers to coddle me when he's not around like a toddler in need of a sitter..."

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[thelittlestbub]

"Well, I kinda have to, unless I've got a cook on hand 24/7. It's a thing." She shrugged. With her metabolism, if she didn't eat take out, folks would be getting mad at her pretty quick. Or... well, she'd be really tired of omelets.

She started counting on her fingers. How many people were living in the HoA currently? "Umm, 10 maybe? And a hellhound. There might be as much as a dozen or so, with folks coming and going. Don't worry. Most of us feed ourselves." She didn't mind ordering out. She knew the best places, of course.

Her eyebrows rose. "I always put up a warning sign, so it's not like you'll walk in on me accidentally, dude. Just... sometimes it's the only place to sunbathe."

[amongthethorns]

"That's hardly healthy, takeaways. If there's that many people there why not hire in a cook? They could take one of those extra rooms and get paid in the things they need that way everyone wins. Then again that many people might be too many for just one cook."

Fates save him from being buried in takeout boxes. Well he always did cook too much for one or two people, purposefully doing so wouldn't be a stretch. It would keep him busy.

He laughs and rubs at the back of his neck. "Sorry. I wasn't trying to be rude." His nerves were just frazzled. "I've never heard of a greenhouse being used for that either, in my defense." And then he's zipping up his bag, fussing with it a bit. The fussing doesn't stop with the bag, then his coat sleeves, his tie; lastly, a slight adjustment to his glasses. His free hand slips into his pocket gripping the NV, the ericas in their perfect prison, forever frozen in bloom.

"I'm ready if you are." Only he's not, not at all but he knows it's that Eric would want him to do. So he'll swallow down the unease, the knot building in his stomach and smile.

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee laughed. "You sound like my doc back at home. He's always complaining about my diet, until I point out that even if I ate nothing but healthy, sometimes, I need the take out just to make up the calories." She grinned and lead the way downstairs.

"As for a cook? Eh, old habits die hard. Anyone that lives with us has to be completely trusted and... well, that's not always easy to do." Jubilee did not believe in having servants. It was why everyone had chores. Because letting people into the HoA could cause problems. Problems they'd already been through once.

She bumped open the door to the outside and slipped her sunglasses on. "That's okay, I'm usually the only one that uses it that way. Helmet?" She offered him the one she'd been carrying. She wore it when she was alone on the bike to make Magneto feel better because he knew she was reckless when it was just her alone. When there was someone else? She played nice and behaved herself.

[amongthethorns]

"Not a doctor just - really health conscious." He had to be. He shouldered the bag and followed after her fixing the lock and tugging the door closed behind himself. "You must burn off a lot to need an increased intake."

He arched a brow, tilting his head as he took the stairs after her. "If that's the case are you sure they'll be alright with someone like me coming into the house? No offense but you don't know me from a stranger on the street, I could be a crazed serial killer."

Then again he could ask himself that same question and the answer he assumed was the same in both cased. Eric. Both sides trusted Eric and that made them willing to trust each other. Alan took the helmet looking it over before settling it into place, adjusting the straps.

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee straddled the bike and pulled the keys from an inside pocket. "I burn off almost more than I can eat. Hence, I eat a lot of dense calories." Because if she didn't, she'd be a skeleton. She hated thinking of that because it always meant working her ass off for months to get back to her ideal weight.

She just laughed at the serial killer comment. "Nah. Michael trusts you guys. If he trusts you, I can trust you. He's far more paranoid than I am." She winked over her shoulder and kickstarted the Harley. The engine roared to life and she scowled for a moment. She needed to do some tune up work on it.

"Hold on; have us home in a jiff!" At least she was a good driver.

[amongthethorns]

"So then you're special, like the doctor. Different but still special in your own way?" Special was the most polite way Alan had found for it blurting out not exactly human didn't seem right and had manners. Not exactly human but not anything like a demon, reaper or angel so something special he'd never seen before.

"Is he? Well it's a wise thing to be cautious with your well-being." He slid onto the bike behind her after looking it over curiously. He'd have to get a closer look when they got there after all he'd never seen something like this.

"R-right!" His arms wrapped around her waist and he held to her tightly.

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee chuckled. "Yep. I'm a mutant." Then she eased up on the clutch and threaded the bike into traffic. The trip home wasn't as fast as if she'd been riding on her own, but she did go straight from the towers to the HoA. Where she was going to have to change security again.

She drove straight into the garage, and killed the engine. "Here we are, home sweet home. Just leave the helmet on the bike. I'll probably be going out later, anyway." She slipped off the bike.

"Want the tour? Or just to go to your new place?"

[amongthethorns]

"Seems like a rude word, I didn't want to risk being offensive." He relaxed his hold after a bit. No not so bad as he'd expected. Actually, the ride back was enjoyable, more so than he thought. Now here he was impressed with the bike, his fingers fussing the straps before he got them undone and took it off.

Alan slid from the bike then settled the helmet in place stretching. "A bit of a tour might be nice. Just to get me familiar with the important things. I can scout around and explore a bit on my own. Just the basics is more than fine.."

[thelittlestbub]

"Sure thing. Follow me." Jubilee grinned and stepped into the house. "The kitchens are over this way. Dunno how well stocked they are at the moment, but if you need anything, just ask. We all put into the pot, and pick up bits and pieces as we go."

Or stole them, which ever.

"Most of our produce comes from the greenhouse. WE're looking to expand it too, so hey,. get in requests now."

[amongthethorns]

"Sure." He'd follow keeping a few steps behind, green eyes taking in everything as he moves along. "I'll go poke around a bit later but don't be surprised if you get a text for a thing or two." Or he could go get it himself, he wasn't unable to do things himself.

He tilted his head a little. "Why would I? I mean-" He trailed off frowning. "How long does Eric want you to keep me here?" Even as he said it there was a flare of bitterness and anger. If he expected him to just sit back and live with total strangers with no kind of fuss Eric was absolutely mistaken.

SOOOO SORRY! I lost the tag D:

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee turned back to him. "Why would you what?" She was curious. Then he asked about being kept here and Jubilee raised her hands. "Whoa, dude. Whoa. Take a minute, okay?" Because no way was she keeping anyone here against their will.

"He asked if you could stay. Because you were friends with Michael, I said sure. Whether you live here or not? That's your choice." She was not holding anyone captive, dammit. "But just because you don't live here? Doesn't mean one; that you're not a friend or two; that you can't make a request for our new greenhouse." Because, friends, you see? "Everything else is up to you."

Happens to me -all- the time.

[amongthethorns]

He blinks then laughs softly. "Sorry. I'm a bit on edge. It's not that I think I'm being kidnapped or something I just..." He trails off feeling so absolutely ridiculous. "I know you're not making me stay so let me rephrase - Did he tell you how long he might gone?"

He grinned a bit then clasped his hands behind his back "If that offer of accepting my suggestions is still there. Since it's summer I'd certainly suggest watermelon, ground cherries and any of the berries but especially strawberries."