Old friends...

[thelittlestbub]

Who: thelittlestbub and theshortestbird
When: March 2nd, right after morning sirens
Where: HoA
Summary: Tim is detoxing. Jubes is helping.
Warnings: Talk of drug abuse and probably swearing.

Jubilee was feeling a bit rough, but that was expected. She'd been running the Darkness lately and it was cold. Plus, she was lacking in the sleep department a little.

Which, okay, was her own fault, but she really wanted to get this painting done.

Anyway... She was waiting on Tim, sipping a big mug of the most foul-smelling sludge that ever befouled the House of Awesome - or, Logan Coffee. She preferred the latter; Magneto tended to call it the former.

Hearing the bell, she walked over and let him in. "Heya. Coffee?"

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[theshortestbird]

Tim nodded, setting his bottle down next to her coffee mug. Glancing around, he looked at the tall blond with a little frown, obviously getting into the right state of mind.

"Ready," He said after a moment, relaxing a little. If anything, this was like home. Something normal, even when it wasn't. So, he had to stop the robbery. He could do that. He might be a little slower, right now, but his moves were still the same.

[thelittlestbub]

She grinned, her fingers sparking. "Then let's have some fun." The sim started and there was a roar that should have shaken windows. Civilians started scattering.

"Yo! Creed!"

The man stopped from pursuing the civilians and he grinned. "Well, well, well, girlie."

Jubes just rolled her eyes. She hated that every single sim said that. "Yeah, whatever." She flicked her fingers, shooting a PAF screeching past his ear, and then rolled as he swiped at her with a hand full of claws.

[theshortestbird]

Right. Stopping the robbery from taking place. Tim couldn't help but grin a little at that, spotting the robbers quickly in the background, and he started running. He moved faster as he gained speed, and he was able to jump through the window, tucking and rolling as he'd been taught by Dick.

And Shiva. And everyone. He hid behind a can pyramid of goods, taking in everything that he needed to. Camera in the corner, mirror in the other corner, robber by the cash register, two more down the other aisle.

He had this in the bag. He was getting tired, faster, but he had this, and he moved stealthily down the aisle, taking each robber out on their own.

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee was going to give Victor Creed a run for his money. Well, somewhat anyway. She had to improvise in more than one way, just because she was sick and not up to her normal standard of taunting the great big kitty cat.

Still, she lead him into an alley, and then set his hair on fire. The man was so damned vain... She buried him under a pile of rubble, thus ending her part of the scenario. She wandered out of the alley and found Tim. The scenario slowly froze, once he had completed his objective.

"So, whatcha think?"

[theshortestbird]

Tim finished, and everything froze. Blinking in surprise, he couldn't help but laugh a little, breathless.

"It's awesome. Seriously," He grinned at her. "I'm out of shape, I think."

[thelittlestbub]

She chuckled which turned into a cough and shook her head. "The Danger Room is designed to push you hard." Back home, it adjusted the difficulty level depending on who was in the room. Magneto hadn't quite gotten there, yet... But they didn't have Shi'ar tech here either.

"But now you see why Bats can't know." Because... they were paranoid bastards.

[theshortestbird]

Tim nodded, waiting a moment as he watched her with a considering look.

"You okay? You sound a little sick," He said quietly.

[thelittlestbub]

Jubilee cleared her throat. "Just a nasty cold. I've been running the Darkness a lot lately to get home." She shrugged. "Considering I've managed the entire winter without a sniffle, a cold isn't that bad."

She waved to the room. "Wanna see something?"

[theshortestbird]

"If you're sure. Maybe you should start staying inside, instead," Tim cracked a grin. He looked around the room. "Sure, see what?"

[thelittlestbub]

She pulled her phone out and the Danger Room changed. Instead of a generic city, instead, the X-Mansion stood, lawns and gardens spread out beyond the house, fading into woods. There was a pool, and a basketball court, and even a baseball diamond.

"I wanted to show you these guys because... you needed to know them." Wolverine, Cyclops, Jean Grey, Iceman, Beast, Colossus, Nightcrawler, Archangel... several other X-Men - there was even a Sabretooth there. "Because if they show up, and I don't get to them... if you mention my name and tell them to come to the house, they might listen." She sighed. "Covering all my bases, really."

[theshortestbird]

Tim looked around, a small frown on his features as he studied the people that were there. Other mutants, right? He could remember them all. He would have to remember them all.

"...I'll remember," Tim said with a slight nod. "I'd ask for the same thing back, but I don't... have anything to let you see them all. The ones from my world. But if any of them show up, for you, I'll keep an eye out for them. Promise."