2191/Log 2191

Log 2191
Date of Scene:	27 August 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Jubilee, Vincent Black

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Jubilee has posed:
Spatula City is open till midnight. But let's face it, no one ever comes in after....well, no one ever comes in. It's 11:30, and Jubilation is sitting cross-legged on the checkout counter, playing Toy Blast on her phone.

Vincent Black has posed:
In walks Vinent, making his rounds and spotting the young woman he ran into yesterday. "Small world." Says the cop, his badge hanging onto his belt as he brushes his hands, hooking them on his waist as he steps closer.

Jubilee has posed:
Welcome to Spatula City where we sell spatulas and that--" Jubilation looks up quickly to the man. "Mr. Black...? If this is a sting, Guido is off tonight. Hooker night is Fridays, anyway..." She blinks, doe-eyed. "I mean...I know nooothing."

Vincent Black has posed:
"Uh huh." Vincent says stepping closer to the counter Jubilation is on and looking like he's looking at spatulas. He's really moving closer slowly. "You know you keep saying stuff like that and you'll get more and more suspicious Jubilation."

Jubilee has posed:
"Hey, I just report the news. I don't make it. So what can I do ya for? Just really NEEDED a spatula at 11:30 on a Saturday night?" Jubes grins. "I don't think k I'm the suspicious one, Sir."

Vincent Black has posed:
"Then stop reporting about hooker hours at your store to people you know who aren't supposed to turn a blind eye. And yes, in fact I do need a spatula at this time of night." Vincent says, grabbing the nearest plastic one and placing it on the counter next to Jubilee.

"I'm having people over and I need to flip a burger or two."

Jubilee has posed:
"Hooker night is Friday night," Jubilation announces. "Guido takes petit cash and buys hookers. It isn't a store thing, it's a Guido thing. What do I care if he gets caught?" She looks at the spatula in his hand. "Grilling out? Or on the stove?"

Vincent Black has posed:
"Stop telling me about it or I will have to arrest Guido..." Vincent says with a sigh as he reaches back for his wallet.

"Uh... does it really matter?" Vincent asks in regard towards her question about grill or stove.

Jubilee has posed:
"Yeah, it kinda does. If you use that plastic spatula on a grill, not only is your spatula screwed, but your grill has poor wasted spatula in it, and so do yer burgers. What you want is the titanium Spatula 2000. I mean it's 25-year-old technology, but it won't melt in the grill. Also it's on sale for 99 cents," she says, covering the $19 portion of the sale sign.

Vincent Black has posed:
"Um. Pass." Vincent says with a shrug and putting the plastic one back and grabbing the nearest metal one. "I'm not having you pay for a spatula for me." Vince says, motioning with his thumb towards the sign she's so obviously hidding from him. "This isn't my first time around the block kiddo."

Jubilee has posed:
"Oh I wasn't gonna pay for it." She smiles brightly. Maybe a little TOO brightly. "Y'know those people who say they can smell a cop anywhere? Did you know cops really do have a smell?" She sniffs in his direction. "Like...polyester and gunpowder." She crinkles her nose and rubs it. "Besides, you're kinda cute. You remind me of somebody, but I can't quite put my finger on it..."

Vincent Black has posed:
"I'm not paying twenty dollars for a spatula" Vincent says and steps closer and leans against the counter. "I'm sure we do smell, but I never would have guessed you to be one to follow your nose so well." That was always Logan's trick. "I don't think I'm that cute, plus I'm awfully old for you girlie."

Jubilee has posed:
"I wasn't askin' you to pay for it either. I was gonna pay for it outta the hooker fund." Jubilation shrugs. "Logan still thinks of me as a kid too..." She sighs, and pushes herself off the counter, moving to the register. "So that'll be... $1.43." She blows a strawberry scented bubble. "You may be older than me, but you're the one who keeps showing up where I am. I just thought you were cute. You don't hafta give me the time of day. Or night. Can't help it if I find older guys attractive."

Vincent Black has posed:
"Logan..." Vincent whispers again and lifts his palm to his forehead/temple, pressing the heel of his wrist to him. Flashes from his past go through his mind and he slams his eyes shut. "S-sure." He mumbles and stumbles forward with a heavy foot and pushes his debit card out towards Jubilee.

Jubilee has posed:
"Hey, you okay?" Jubilation takes the card and lays it aside, reaching out to steady Vincent. "Take it easy. You need to sit down or somethin?"

Vincent Black has posed:
The cop passes his card to the young Asian American and drops down, spinning to land on his hip/rear against the counter and lifts both hands up to his head and clenches his teeth as he is brought down by a few memories.

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilation rushes around to Vincent's side. Kneeling, she feels his face. Temperature seems normal. "What's wrong?" She frowns and cradles the man's face in her hands. "Vincent...I'm going to call an ambulance."

Vincent Black has posed:
"No." He says and puts his hand around her neck and shoulder and pulls her down closer to his face, "No ambulance." He really doesn't want to be scanned for head trauma that would read negative. "It's just... flashbacks..." He whispers, the pain seemingly fading.

Jubilee has posed:
"Flashbacks to what??" Jubilation seems incredibly concerned. "What's wrong? Did I do something? Should I do something?" Without thinking, she picks Vincent up and carries him to a chair, setting him down lightly. "Talk to me...."

Vincent Black has posed:
Vincent shakes his head and then he's being carried by the little woman. "Uh..." Is all the mutant can say with a frown as the pain and memories continue to fade and lessen. "Did- did you just carry me like nothing?" Vincent asks, his eyes opening slowly towards Jubilation, and he softly whispers. "You /are/ different."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilation's expression goes from concerned to more concerned. "Different from what?" she asks. "Do...do I know you from somewhere?"

Vincent Black has posed:
Vincent looks to Jubilee and shakes his head. "No... No you don't." The detective says, "And it's best that you don't..." Memories of what happened to his Jubilee in another timeline, another universe. He stands up quickly and shakes his head. "I should go."

Jubilee has posed:
"Don't go...I want to understand. How do you know me? What do you see in those flashbacks?" She sighs. "Yes, I carried you....."

Vincent Black has posed:
Vincent stops in the middle of an isle and turns to look back. "I knew a different version of you. A /long/ time ago." Vincent says, his eyes beyond serious, he needs her to believe him and yet she could tell his trepidation would mean he needs her to keep it a secret. "You were never strong Jubilee."

Jubilee has posed:
"I wasn't, no...." She looks at Vincent with the same serious expression, her eyes changing from stormy blue to ice. "But I am now. That was not my choice. If I could change it, I would. It means spending the rest of my life....however long that may be...alone."

Vincent Black has posed:
"What are you?" Vincent asks, turnign to face the young mutant but not explaining himself further, or anything like that. Afraid he's already said too much already.

Jubilee has posed:
Choosing to dodge the question for the moment, she responds to his confession. "I believe you. I've seen too much of the world not to believe you, Vincent." She sighs and shakes her head. "Won't this world just...leave us alone?"

Vincent Black has posed:
"No, it wont." Vincent says softly turns away from Jubilee and starts to move towards the door. "Just, ... find your way back to the school. Soon." The secret mutant whispers.

Jubilee has posed:
Quickly, Jubilee grabs Vincent's spatula and debit card, pushing them into his hands. "The school threw me out...But thanks for the heads up..." She shrugs. "Don't be a stranger, ok?"

Vincent Black has posed:
"They'll take you back." He whispers and stumbles away from Jubilee towards the door. "I- I shouldn't be but it's hard..." Vincent says, not explaining that further as he walks out and leaves.