11047/Gym Rats! Except Without the Rats.

Gym Rats! Except Without the Rats.
Date of Scene:	11 February 2020
Location:	Gym - X-Men Base
Synopsis:	Warren and Jubilee meet in the gym with unexpected results.
Cast of Characters:	Archangel, Jubilee

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Archangel has posed:
Morning in the school has most of the kids off in class, which leaves the gym empty. Since he has a more specialized course that doesn't meet as often as the others, Warren is getting his exercise on. Dressed down in a pair of black knee-length shorts and a 'Property of Xaviers' shirt, his wings are sprawled out as he currently works on pushing on some weights, though he's not pushing his max endurance.

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee looks. She can't help looking. Because it's Warren. Who wouldn't look? She is nonchalant as she wanders past, closer than she had to on her way to the parallel bars.

She's dressed as she would for practice. A pale turquoise leotard, with a sheer, short pale yellow skirt. Just a matter of modesty, really. It covers little more than that. But it helps. And her long dark hair is swept up and held in place by a yellow scrunchy.

"Wow...I didn't realize gym rats could have wings..."

Archangel has posed:
"Gym rat, me?" Warren asks as he sets down the weights and moves to sit up as he grabs a towel. "Come on, Jubes." His tone is light and teasing as he rifles the towel over his hair. "It's less gym rat and more I saw I put on a little weight from the holidays. Too much good food, and want to look spiff come Valentine's Day." Though he is returning the look over. "Nice legs." Not that she doesn't always have them on display.

"So what brings you down here? I'm used to soloing about to get in a workout before hitting the Danger Room for some flying time - because it's too damned cold to go flying around in this." He gestures over himself. "Not that I'm complaining about the company."

Jubilee has posed:
"Ohh, no way, you wouldn't want go out there in THAT. You'd freeze your tail feathers off!" Jubilee grins and tilts her head. Just watching. "I'm just watching..." Jubes replies vacantly.

"I mean... I was just gonna get some...flying time in, too. On th-the uneven parallels. For practice. Not waatching. Pff...Like I'd be watching..." she stammers.

Archangel has posed:
"Well, maybe you're not the only one that likes watching." Warren replies coyly. "If you want to swing, I don't mind spotting you. Or if you want to help with the weights? I'm pretty easy." Yes, he's baiting her, and his smile is purely playful as he gives his wings a little shake.

"Of course you wouldn't be watching..." he trails off as he leans back on the bench to work on a few more curls. "After all, I'm not all burly and short."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee narrows her eyes, contemplating for a moment how much she is being teased, and how much he might could use the help. "Well, I guess I could help spot ya on weights if ya like. Safety first, after all." She holds up one finger, but her nose crinkles. "No...no, you're not burly and short. That's why I was watchin'..." She winks, now a little more at ease.

Archangel has posed:
"Why Jubilation Lee, I'd almost think you were flirting with me." Not that convincing her to come stand over him to spot weights doesn't provide for an interesting view of his own. Settling back on the bench, he's handling fifty pound weights on each hand. "Got any big plans for the weekend?" he asks her curiously.

Jubilee has posed:
"Ohhh, like you're not used to bein' flirted with. You're...look at you. You're you." She grins and watches his movements, taking at least this part of the job seriously. "You know, I figure I am prooobably gonna stay in and enjoy some cocoa. Or wine. Or cocoa with peppermint schnapps. YES. That. It's supposed to be cold and icky. Ice and rain. What about you? Yacht? A harem party?" She smirks playfully.

Archangel has posed:
There's a light laugh as Warren actually lowers the weights in thought. "A few dates, yeah. Actually flirting with me? Not so much." he admits as he considers Jubilee. "I actually don't have plans for Valentine's Day. Was probably just going to take someone's patrol shift that wanted the night off." There's a rolling shrug of his shoulders. "I could be convinced otherwise, though. But it'd have to take a lot of convincing."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee looks shocked for a long moment. Her gaze is fixed on Warren, but she is scarcely seeing him now. Thoughts are fleeting through her head too fast to catch them. Her eyes flit up and around, looking for hidden cameras. She is clearly being punked.

"Well, I mean. You can do what you want, of course. But I'm...I'm gonna build a fire and watch it build an ice cathedral in the woods outside. And I'll have extra hot chocolate. And peppermint schnapps. And...I could make you dinner." And she's falling for it, anyway.

Archangel has posed:
Warren considers this for a long moment, blue eyes widening a little. This is probably where Jubilee expects him to break into laughter and say 'Gotcha!' Instead, the winged mutant weighs the thought of what she is proposing to him, and he gives her a smile.

"I'd like that." he finally agrees. "But you don't have to make dinner if you don't want to? I wouldn't say no to it, though." His eyes sparkle with a bit of warmth, and he reaches to give her hands a brief squeeze. "So do I get to watch you fly?" comes the playful question, "Or should I..." his smile turns far more playful. "...sweep you off your feet and fly you myself?"

Jubilee has posed:
"It's fine of course I mean...What? N-no, I would love to make ya dinner! I'd even just go help on patrol first, if ya like. And then Get ya back where it's all warm and foody. You'd do that?"

Then comes his question, and Jubilee glances over her shoulder at the bars. "Ohh, y'know. Either/or... One can never do too much flying. Right?"

Archangel has posed:
"Let's see what the night ends up offering us then." Warren says with a chuckle as he moves to sit up. "If you want some time on the bars, I'd be more than happy to watch you?" he suggests. "I make a pretty good cheerleader." He gives her a wink of encouragement. "After all, we can do whatever."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee's eye follows the graceful line of Warren's wing, and then up briefly to his eyes. "I'd like that. No pressure. Just going with it. I'd just be happy to be around you. I'm not picky." She blushes faintly, as she averts her gaze back to the bars. "I'd like to do a little flying, yeah. And then maybe...some more flying. But the bars aren't necessary, maybe...."

Archangel has posed:
"What, you can fly on your own?" Warren asks as he tucks his wings behind him and gives the front of Jubilee's shirt a slight tug as he grins up at her. "You know, when you first started here, I didn't know what to make of you." he admits quiety. "You're always so positive and optimistic, and after every thing I've gone throught with..." he moves his wings a little. They're not his original ones.

"Most people avoid me for what I did. What I was. And here you are. And... I think you just asked me out and I agreed to it. So, yeah. Flying..." he rubs the back of his head, scratching at his blonde locks. "Or you know... other things. You're pretty." he finally says with a shrug.

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee grins, shaking her head with a little toss. "No way. Who could hold things like that against you?" she asks. "You aren't /this/ thing that gives you regret. You are a person who makes mistakes. You are a man who found a part of himself he could not control, and you have learned. Are learning. You're worthy, Warren. You're enough. You're always enough. You can't lose sight of that."

Archangel has posed:
Warren laughs, shaking his head. "I wasn't looking for a pep talk, but I appreciate it. Just wondering what I did to earn it." He winks at her and glances down at his hands. "I still have a lot I'm working through, so there's that." That's the warning that she gets in this path they're on right now as he stands up and sets his hands on her shoulders. "Now come on, I'm totally taking up time you wanted to us to exercise with." He smiles down at her, and if allowed, leans down and presses a light kiss to the top of her forehead. "Thanks, though. It really is nice to hear someone say that." he admits finally.

Jubilee has posed:
"I dunno, I think my mind's racing enough to exercise all of us right now." She's pink....and then she's dizzy, with a kiss on her forehead. She smiles, and leans against Warren for just a moment before regaining her composure. "Where...where do you go flying?"

Archangel has posed:
"Well now I'm curious as to what exercises you have in mind." Warren responds as he feels her lean against him, and his arms hold her there, the wings almost moving to join in before he pulls back. "I usually use the Danger Room when the weather's like this, but now I'm wondering what type of flying we may do..." his tone is light, flirty as she steps back and he does so as well. "...may be better suited someplace more private."

Jubilee has posed:
"Private?" Jubilee almost stumbles. Probably would, if it weren't for his holding her up. "Where do you fly outdoors that is more private than the danger room?" She tilts her head. "I mean....except for the security cameras. Ohhh yeah....Didn't think of that. What d'you have in mind? And where?" Her sudden jumble of words is just evidence of her sudden nerves.

Archangel has posed:
Laughing, Warren shakes his head. "I was just flirting with you, Jubilee. Sorry." he admits, blushing a little as he straightens up. "It was meant to be a suggestion, but yeah..." he trails off. Too far? Too far. He gives her a little smile. "I'd like to see your routine, though. We could go flying in the danger room after that." '

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee glances over her shoulder, back toward the bars. "Oh...right! Flying. She grins and takes off in a dead sprint toward the uneven bars, and she takes a leap n in the direction of the bottom bar and catches it, swinging first under it, then over it as she releases the bar to catapult herself toward the top bar. Her expertise is not so much obvious, as is the fact that she looks perfectly at ease. The higher she flies, the happier she looks. She flips and catches and spins, and there is nothing in the world that seems able to distract or disturb her.

Archangel has posed:
Sitting on the edge of the bench near the bars, Warren watches Jubilee as she twists and flies with a bit of wonder. It's the same thing he can do with his wings, sure, but not in the same enclosed space as she's working in. He glances down at his hands for a moment, and looks back up at her. Nothing said for the moment.

Jubilee has posed:
After a few moments of her most favorite and liberating flight, Jubilee soars off the bars, and she lands, feet planted and arms out. From her hands, a little shower of pink and gold sparks take flight, zipping out into the space around her and circling her before they fade out. "Tadaaa! Now. Your turn!" She gives a welcoming gesture toward the bars, inviting him to follow her example, before she giggles softly and just wraps an arm around his side, giving Warren a squeeze. "Kidding..."

Archangel has posed:
Standing up to applaud Jubilee as she finishes her routine, Warren gives a whistle. "Loved the fireworks at the end!" he cheers for her as he grins widely in appreciation. Then she starts to challenge him, and he laughs. "I'm sure if my wings will let me..." he starts to protest, and then she's slipping an arm around him, and his cheeks darken, but he's returning the gesture, pulling her closer to him. "Kidding huh?" he comments, pulling her around as if he was just about to kiss her -- but his wing unfurls to tickle the back of her leg. Not that he didn't want to...

Jubilee has posed:
"Warren!" Jubilee gigglesqueals, as he tickles her, distracting her from that moment when she thought her stomach was in her throat. "I'd say it's no fair having feathers, but I kinda like 'em. They suit you, y'know? Sets the girls all drooling and moon-eyed."

Archangel has posed:
"Oh, are you saying that you're drooling and moon-eyed?" Warren aks with a laugh. But she's still close to him and he stops laughing, his sky blue eyes warm in the moment as he reaches up to tug on her scrunchie to loosen her hair. "I think I like it when your hair's down, Jubilee." he admits. And no, he hasn't let go of her yet. In fact, he's holding her there until she decides to move away.

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee is a little breathless for a moment, caught up in those eyes. "Yeah, I....I mean it is more comfortable that way, but sometimes...in gymnastics...." She trails off, looking at him. "I don't /drool/," she replies.

Archangel has posed:
"Just making sure." Warren replies, and then with a gentle lift, he presses his mouth to hers for several seconds, before pulling back. And now it's his turn to blush. "I don't know what just came over me..." he admits, slightly breathless himself now as he finds himself lost in her dark eyes in return, and is waiting for her to totally run away.

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee tenses, then melts a little into that kiss. It was the very last thing she expected, so he's caught her with her guard down.

After a long moment, when the kiss breaks, Jubilee opens her eyes again, her wide brown eyes looking up at Warren's blue eyes. "W--wow..." And she remembers to breathe.

Archangel has posed:
"Okay... was that a good wow that I want to do that again, or a bad wow, I can't believe he had the gall to kiss me wow?" Warren asks, looking honestly confused for a moment at the young woman in his arms as he starts to loosen his grip in case it's the later. Though her melting into it was still a good sign, right? His smile warms up, trying to stop his own racing heart as he considers her.

Jubilee has posed:
"I...I just didn't expect it was all. You're.....you're you. And I'm just me. It surprised me," Jubilee replies with a smile. "People who can fly don't usually kiss me. But then....neither does anyone else," she adds with a laugh.

Archangel has posed:
Warren laughs. "You're you. And you're pretty amazing. A little too perky sometimes." his response is warm as he bites his lower lip. "So. Does that mean I get kissing you all to myself?" comes the question.

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee watches Warren for a long moment, deciding if he's serious. Making sure that he's not teasing. "Well, I mean...Nobody else is doing it. And if you want to, I think that makes it all to yourself." She smiles faintly, and leans her head in against his shoulder with a happy sigh. "Just. ..wow."

Archangel has posed:
He's not teasing this time. As she leans into him, Warren slides his arms around her, and then his wings move to lightly cocoon her in. Then he laughs. "Someone's probably going to walk in and have questions." he points out. "We should go flying... or find someplace else to be..."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee nods slightly and grins, looking back at the door. "Y-yeah...Uh...maybe we could just kinda go flying or something. I wouldn't want to be standin' here when someone walks in. Besides. Not enough room in here to really fly, anyway." Not the way she wants to fly, anyway.

Archangel has posed:
Giving Jubilee one more kiss, he steps back from her. "We'll go flying, and see what happens from there. And it's official. You're my date this Friday." he winks at her as he folds his wings behind him to walk with her to the Danger room.