sirenspull_logs | Clinic Log

Entry tags:

Clinic Log

Who:

magnetic_magpie,

littlestbub,

the_dead_pool2,

doeswhathewants, maybe others
When: June 21st-July 7th
Where: Hidden room in the HoA basement
Summary: Jubes got hurt bad. Some people aren't happy with others.
Warnings: Medical stuff, yelling, probably not much

((Ok so here's what we're going to do. There's two threads - 21st-30th and 31st to the 7th. The first thread, Jubes is in a coma. So if you want to come bug Magneto or talk to a comatose Jubilee, use that. If you want to talk to her, she'll be coming out of it on the 30th - Mags will be ESPECIALLY protective that day, so short visits, but the second thread covers more visit time. K?))

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[Her voice is still scratchy, and she still has uncontrollable muscle movements at times. But at least she can sit up and eat a little - and that 'little' had better include cake and ice cream today dammit! She smiles a bit.]

I get all the snuggles. Think I could talk Mikey into it?

[Two sentences and she didn't stutter. Obviously she had a healing factor!]

[Gelato and cake?]

Careful snuggles but yes. He's not big on physical contact. He might let you see the cubs though.

[Clearly she does.]

[She's taking the small victories, okay?]

N-not really interested. Sn-sn-snuggles better.

[Her frustration at the stutter is evident. She'd resort to sign language but her muscles are acting funny. She'd probably end up calling someone's mother a goat or something.]

They snuggle. They puppy does too.

[But he settles next to her, snuggling her close.]

Your nerves are pretty badly injured. They'll heal, but in the mean time...be patient with yourself, all right?

[She leans against him and closes her eyes. She knows the neurotoxin did all sorts of numbers on her, as did the fish. But, dammit, she has things to do! Who knows what Loki and Deadpool are getting up to! And honestly, the Gate is probably falling down without her there... and... she hates being stuck in bed.]

I-I-I am. It's j-j-j-j-just...

[SIGH. And when she gets frustrated, it gets worse! ARGH!]

I know. I've been there.

[A few times. So he understands.]

[Jubilee just gives up. If this stutter is permanent? She's going to be irritated. And the look she gives Mags says it too. The problem is, she doesn't have fine motor control right now. So writing or typing is out. Speaking is a pain. What does that leave her?! SILENCE?! Obviously this means she needs louder music.

... Obviously.]

I know. It'll heal. Those of us with neurological based powers seem to be able to health neurological injuries.

[Which included him. Which was why he hated Wolverine for what he did. Crippled him and took away his powers.]

I can make you a touchpad with big enough buttons for you to use.

[Jubilee looks pointedly down at her hands, where the void-tech still encircles her wrists. It isn't nearly as bad as it was, but...

She twitches her fingers at him and tries to look curious. Could he make one resistant to her out of control powers? Probably. He's Magneto.]

I'd need time. But yes, I could I believe.

I've never wanted Forge so much in my life.

[Jubilee manages a whimper, because FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORGE. Because, FORGE. He could fix it all. The Core, her need for stuff, and... FORGE!

She pouts at Magneto.]

I know.

I'm glad your awake though.

[Don't pout he organized a party. He normally has people do that FOR him.]

[She just hugs him. She really needed reminded that her birthday had arrived. She'd forgotten about it. Again.]

M-m-me t-t-too.

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[He's beyond pleased to see her up and conscious] Jubilee! [What is volume control?]

Happy day of birth! How old are you? Trust me when I say, you do not look a day over sixteen. I got you a present, do you wish to open it?

[She jumps at the loud sound. Her nerves are pretty shot too. Take it easy on her.]

L-l-l-loki!

[She's glad to see him. She's been worried about him. Because she knew he might not understand why she had to be hidden. But the stutter. The twitches of her muscles, the occasional uncontrolled fluttering of her eyelids.... Those are the reasons she can't be known to the public. She's too vulnerable and she knows it. But Loki? She trusts him. She trusts him to pull pranks, and piss off people... and to not rat her out.]

H-h-hug?

[He steps forward to give her the gentlest of hugs, as though Jubes is made of spun glass and he's afraid of shattering her entirely. The truth is, seeing her like this, the stutter the twitches, it frightens him. Deeply. He is not entirely sure why, perhaps seeing one of strength reduced to such a state.]

How are you? [He's speaking softly now.]

[Her hug is weak, but it's definitely a Jubilee hug. She'll get stronger and probably end up tackling him in the hallway for a proper hug one day. Possibly in public to be the most embarrassing.]

B-b-be fine.

[She wants him to know that. It may take time, but she'll be fine. Eventually.]

Yes. Of course you will. Because... you have to be. [That is simply how things are. And if she hugs him in public, he'll melt into a puddle of teenage embarrassment.]

Anyway, I uh... well, here is your present, you might not need to use it for a while, at least. [A smallish box wrapped in brown paper that someone, likely Loki, has drawn small caricatures of the X-men on it and wrapped the thing in an absurdly large bow. Inside the box is leather and on a thin leather cord with a gold clasp is a small, sealed vial with a greenish liquid in it that gives off a very faint glow.]

[That's why it has to be in public. Maximum embarrassment.

She gently cradles the vial in her hand and looks up at Loki in question. It's not that she doesn't trust Loki, but he is, well, him.]

Think of it as a .... magical glowstick. In the dark, it expands into light. The lesser Darkness monsters fear it. You know, to keep the small, petty creatures off your case when you are out at night.

Th-th-thank you.

[She smiles and pats a place near her.]

H-h-h-how m-m-much trouble?

[She knows you.]

Not much at all, truly. [He sits down where she pats and tries to keep from fidgeting as a teenager is want to do.] I have tried very hard to be good and to only fight evil.

F-f-f-fight evil?

[That's an interesting turn of phrase for him.]

Yes! With a team. And secret identities! [He is way too excited over that.] They are a bit slow, so I compensate by limiting my magic with them.

[She just stares. She knows who is running it, and she can guess a couple people involved, but crap Loki's there? If Bats ever shows up again...]

C-c-careful. Kay?