2646/Log 2646

Log 2646
Date of Scene:	30 September 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Jubilee, Rogue, X-Man

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Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee sits stonefaced, looking from Nate to Rogue. "I suppose you both wonder why I've asked you here." Her tone is ominous, and she sighs deeply, contemplating exactly what reason might have caused her to ask them here to her cabin. Since Nate was already here, and Rogue showed up unannounced to return Jubilee's pirate costume. In the meantime, she takes the tiniest sip of strawberry soda, and swirls it in a champagne flute with reserved solemnity.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is seated across from them both in one of the best chairs Jubilee has inside her cabin. Rogue was dipping her fingers into a box of human crackers (they're crackers shaped like humans) and she's listening to the strawberry soda drinking one. "Uh... ya didn't ask me here, I came on my own. I took an ube'ah." The southern girl said, following that up with a big grin.

Rogue lifted up a cracker that was dark in shade (the irony) and she then pointed at Nate. "Who is he again?" She asked. "Seen you at the thing with the glowin' blue asshole, didn't catch your name there before I stormed off."

Rogue then looked back at Jubilee with both eyes and asked her. "Is this the one that made you a vamp?""

X-Man has posed:
Nate raises an eyebrow, his attempt at restraining a smile is mostly successful, but he sits in a chair next to the couch so Rogue can have a comfy seat when she came in. His initial surprise at Rogue stopping by was more than just the nature of the visit. Since the last time they had seen each other there were other events happening.

"I'm Nate..." He responds to Rogue, "...Nate Grey." His tone is cautious, as if he's considering saying more, but decides it might not be the time. Then the next question to Jubilee rocks him a little.

"Wait, what..?" frowning slightly, "I didn't do that to her, and if she tells me who did I'll track his ass down, and throw him into the Sun.."

Jubilee has posed:
Shaking her head quickly, Jubilee looks back at Nate. "No...not at all. He's actually been...sorta helping me get better." She smiles softly to him, then looks back to Rogue. "I know where that one is. I mean...If I ever decided to pursue it. But I haven't. Nate's my..." Thrall? Dinner? "...He's been staying here. He takes better care of me than I deserve, probably." She looks back at Rogue with both golden eyes and smiles more brightly. "I'm doing a little better. I can walk outside again, for a little while. I mean when it seems safe. Not as if there's a Frankenstein monster running around on the loose, but there are still people I have to be careful of."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue nodded toward Nate as he spoke and introduced himself. "Nice t'meet ya, Miste'ah." She said, offering him a smile before she popped that dark human cookie into her mouth and then looked over at Jubilee as she started chatting again too. A grin showed on Rogue's lips then before she took a sip from her bottle of sweet tea.

"Its almost halloween time, ya neve'ah know what goes bump'n the night..." She said, playing up the huskier tone of her voice when she spoke that.

Rogue would look back to Nate then. "Glad you're helpin'er out though... Was worried when I decided t'move away that this cabin might burn down a few minutes later." Rogue would grin again. "So you're related to Jean?" She'd ask Nate then, just making a connected assumption there.

X-Man has posed:
Muttering to himself, Nate would rather not have to wait to send someone to a fiery death, but it hasn't been a topic of discussion... yet. His face slowly changes as Jubes speaks, a small blush coloring his cheeks, "Jubes, you know whatever I can do to help. and you deserve far better than what other..." He stops, shakes his head as he takes a breath. "...you know how I feel."

"Nice to meet you, Rogue..." Nate starts, realizes they haven't met /here/ "...uhm. I've heard a lot 'bout you from Jubes." His smile grows at Rogue's comments regarding Jubilee, "I'm glad too, but she only tells half of it. She's helped me out just as much..."

Pausing, Nate considers how to answer the next quesiton, "So..." he starts, "I don't know if I'm related to her or not. The story is.. complicated..." running a hand through is hair, "and kind of long." Looking back to Jubilee, he says, "There's something you wanted to talk 'bout, Jubes?"

Jubilee has posed:
"Oh HONESTLY it was just a little grease fire. I was trying to fry up some broccoli and green beans for Nate, and it got outta hand while we were--distracted. And I put it out like IMMEDIATELY. After I tried water." She frowns, looking at the scorch mark on the wall over the stove. "I almost NEVER burn the cabin down." Her culinary skills are legen....wait for it...dary. "But yeah...there are lots of things I wanted to talk about." She looks to Nate with a hint of concern. "Two in particular. But first...I heard a rumour that...Remy was back?" She turns her gaze back onto Rogue for the moment. "And I don't mean the GWAH! I mean...like actually him him. Have you heard? Have you seen him?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue softly nodded her head to what Nate said while she crinkled the plastic inside her box of cookies, digging around for another one while leaning back in her chair, slightly souched... teenage Rogue knows how to get comfortable when she wants too!

"Ain't everything complicated around here?" She said back at Nate with a little grin. "I probably shouldn't have asked ya about it though, ya just... kinda look like her. But sometimes my mouth says rude things and I got a bit'a trouble makin' it stop."

With a light smirk, Rogue's eyes glanced down at her cookies/crackers again before looking back up at Jubilee, she smiled at her friend. "You're supposed to throw GASOLINE onto fires, god, how do you not know this??" She teased back at her.

At the mention of Remy's name though, Rogue just looked back down at her snack food and shook her head side to side. "Nah. Ain't heard nothin'." She said. "If there is someone, or somethin', it ain't him. Its just another trick from that freak bitch that killed'im. Remy's dead. Died in my arms. Felt the life leave'im."

X-Man has posed:
"The flame was almost three feet tall, Jubes." Nate replies at the 'little grease fire', and remembering the frantic picture of Jubilee standing in the kitchen, dancing back and forth, while she tries to keep a pan with a pillar of fire on it from reaching the cieling. If Rogue is receptive to it, Nate will offer a mental replay of the incident, accompanied by the tell-tale golden glow of his left eye.

"No, it's ok, Rogue. Lots of things are complicated 'round here I'm learnin'. I've heard we share quite a few talents." He stops at the mention of Remy, and just listens for the time being. He's not sure what happened during the confrontation with the man masquerading to be Gambit, but he can feel the tension in the room. He let's the two friends talk, but scoots his chair closer to Jubilee. Nate places his hand on hers, giving a slight squeeze, accompanied by a reassuring smile.

Jubilee has posed:
"I used the last of the gasoline to fry 'em in," Jubes offers dryly. "Didn't have enough left to put it out." Then there's Rogue's response in regard to Remy.

Jubilee smiles at Nate and lifts his hand to her lips, giving it a soft kiss and a squeeze, then reluctantly releases it as she moves over to the nice chair that Rogue is tyranically usurping. She sits on the edge of it and leans against Rogue, wrapping her arms around her in a warm hug and lays her head lightly on Rogue's shoulder for a moment, speaking softly. "I'm sorry. I'd do anything to bring 'em back for ya, if it was in my power." She sighs, and watches Nate as she holds Rogue for the moment. "I'm gonna rip that wench's lungs out one of these days..."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue didn't see the two of them share a bit of sugar between one another, but it would've made her smile had she seen it! she was too busy trying to get her gloved fingers down into that cracker box to get the last yellow cracker out of the bottom of the bag (jesus this box of crackers is racist!).

Rogue felt the embrace from Jubilee when she came over and it made her smile and look up at the girl and she'd shrug her shoulders then. "I don't rightly care anyhow." She lied. "Guy was a dick. Hidin' secrets from me. He... had all kindsa stuff hidden from me that I just... had no idea." She let her stare go distant there for a second.

"He was the reason all them mutants in the Manhattan sewers got killed, ya know?" She glanced between them both then, Nate and Jubes. "He lead the assault. Then peaced-out on it before it started and let all the mutant killin' fucks start the slaughte'ah."

Rogue looked back down at her almost-empty-box-of-racist-cookies and she sighed. "So screw it."

X-Man has posed:
Nate grins at the show of affection, and as Jubes heads over to Rogue his smile widens at the show of friendship. He stands up, and heads over to the fridge. He allows the two friends to share a private moment, but by the time Rogue looks back up he's walking back in. He places a fresh beer on the table nearest Rogue, and takes up a spot on the end of the couch.

His face shows confusion as Rogue relates what she knows of Remy, and Nate does his best to hide it. It definitely seems like this world is different than his own in many ways. Eventually he speaks up, "I'm sorry that you've had to go through that, Rogue." Nate begins, "It sounds like this Remy is very different from the one that I knew, he had a bad past, but he was always loyal to his friends. Sometimes it wasn't obvious how, sometimes he made hard choices, but he was loyal."

Jubilee has posed:
<You're a terrible liar. He had a lot of flaws, but don't we all? Can't tell me it isn't hard.> Jubilee imparts the thought to Rogue, knowing it's likely that Nate's connection to her will pick it up, as well. She gives another squeeze, and lets Rogue get back to the racist crackerbox. She peers down inside as Rogue digs for the last one. "Seriously, what is that, Carbs Against Humanity? Nothin' left in there but spare parts now, anyway. You're probably just eatin' crotches and feet at this point. They're like the hot dogs of the humancracker world."

She returns then, to her champagne flute of strawberry Crush, and seats herself next to Nate on the couch. "Speakin' of other versions...I wanted to ask you, Rogue...do you know anything much about these other....dimensions. Worlds. Universes. Or is it Universi? Whatever...I mean, it seems Nate found himself here from one, and I know you have a lot of info packed into that head of yours...."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue looked up when the beer was sat down near to her and she smiled at Nate all big and pretty. "Why thank ya." The teenage girl said before setting her sweet tea aside and going for the beer whilst the Jubilee did her head-thing that Rogue was still not sure when that started. "Everyone at Xavier's knows how t'do those head-talkin' things but me. I'm startin' t'think I shoulda dug around deepe'ah inta that walcomin' basket I got when I was first enrolled... musta missed something in that thing."

Rogue would go to snap open her beer and she'd shrug at the question about her snackfood. "The drive'ah that brought me up here had'em in his glovebox. Said they were 'Diversity Cookies'." She tried to immitate his voice, but it came out sounding more like Hank Hill than anything else.

Rogue would lift the beer up for a sip from it while listening to that follow-up question. "Hmm... I mean, I knwo there's an unlimited amount'a them. I know that some folks have harnessed the way t'travel between them... some of'em even do it with a chillin' amount'a ease. Like the man I'm livin' with. That guy... he's a real, legit, special snowflake."

X-Man has posed:
Nate raises his own beer in salute to Rogue, and has a drink at the same time. When Jubes sits down next to him, Nate leans into her a little, and grins at the talk of Cookies of Unusual Ethnicity.

Nate leans forward as the talk turns toward alternate Worlds, and how you travel between them. He takes another drink from his beer before setting it on the table in front of him, "Yeah, so the complicated part is that I'm not from this Earth."

Collecting his thoughts, Nate begins, "I'm from an Earth where Apocalypse has taken over most of North America, and purges Humans as well as Mutants that are considered too weak. I've only been here a few weeks, but the people I've come across are... different... here than I know." Looking to Jubes, he smiles, "At one point I was figuring out how to go back. Now, not so much." Returning his gaze to Rogue, he adds "I'm still trying to figure out if my World is even still around. I have a feeling that it might not have /supposed/ to be, and the X-Men from my World and I did something to change things."

Jubilee has posed:
"I still think, if you're SUPPOSED to destroy Apocalypse, then it was too late there. If that's the greatness you're meant for, I mean...there's another not so far away. And it's not too late here. It can't be." Jubilee looks between Nate and Rogue, her expression a little grim.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue finally got that last yellow Diversity Cookie out of the packaging and she cruthced its little yellow head off before she rumpled up the box and set it down on the table in a tiny little balled-up piece of refuse.

After a sip of her beer then, Rogue leaned forward and put her elbows onto her knees and looked across at the both of them. "Time doesn't really work like that... let alone alternate realities." Rogue sighed then and she retrieved that little wadded up ball of racist cookie packaging and she looked at them. "Watch." She said.

Rogue lined up her shot and threw the little cardboard/plastic wad into Jubilee's kitchen at the garbage basket, she missed by about a foot.

Her hands went back down to her kenes and she sighed. "There's an alternate reality where I made that shot... There's an alternate reality where I threw it and it went through the wall and caught your front yard on fire too." Rogue showed a little grin.

"The trick is just gettin' to'em. And the -othe'ah- trick is learnin' how t'manipulate time within that reality, but thats possible too. Seen it happen once... This little guy down in New Mexico... He could manipulate time like it was a turn table at a rap battle." Rogue softly shook her head side to side, smiling at those memories, before taking another sip of her beer.

X-Man has posed:
Letting out a long sigh and running his hand through his hair, Nate nods, "Yeah, I know that my Sinister said I was created to kill Apocalypse, but can I trust him? There's still stuff in my head that's fuzzy, and I'm tryin' to work through it. Certain people seem to trigger more memories..."

Nate nods at Rogue's assessment of the alternate timelines, "So, Doctor Doom told me something similar the first time I talked to him." He picks up his beer, has a long drink, and put's it down. "Almost everyone I've met is very different than here, no one is the same, and I guess for me I'm supposed to be some other version of a guy named Cable... sounds like a jerk, but whatever."

"The difference, though, from Doom's perspective, is the last memories I have. The X-men, led by Magneto and you Rogue, fought to gain control of somethin' called the M'kraan Crystal. I ended up fighting Apocalypse and his son Holocaust. I used a shard of the crystal to stab Holocaust, and the World just kind of... faded out... and the next thing I know I'm waking up in a crater in the Swiss Alps."

Jubilee has posed:
The idea of time is too much like math. Jubilee looks between Rogue and Nate with a wide, vacant expression in her eyes. The notion of catching her yard on fire seemed interesting, but it's gone now, and they're back onto stuff that just makes her mind spin. The stories make sense, but how they fit together is still lost on her. So she sips her strawberry soda and tries not to look like a ditz.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue sat back in the chair and held her beer on her lap between her hands. She looked at Nate as he explained all of that and a little flicker of her eyes and a smile showed when he said she was leading the X-Men with Magneto... Rogue here only knew him on a surface level, not all that well at all. "Far out." She said quietly at that part before lifting her drink up for another sip before he finished.

"Sounds... cold." She said at the part about being in a crater in the Alps. "I hear its beautiful there, though." She then smirked at him and shook her head. "Maybe you ended your reality at that point... maybe you just... created a rip in it that sent you here and only you? Its really like, hard to say."

Rogue looked to Jubilee then. "You gotta get him in with Hank. Hank is way bette'ah at this shit than me. I just find it interestin' and read about it now and then for fun. Like internet pornography. Nothing too serious, just here 'nd there."

Rogue would grin again and sip from her beer once more. "Glad t'have ya with us though, Miste'ah Nate."

X-Man has posed:
Nate leans back on the couch, and considers all that he's learned so far since his time on this Earth... /his/ Earth now. He does smile at the interest Rogue shows in his world, "Check this out..."

In the room with them will stand several figures that are both very familiar and very different.

Rogue, perhaps in her late twenties, hair cut short to just about shoulder length, but with the same noticeable white-streak.

Magneto an undeterminate , tall and strong with no helmet, but hair that trails down his back in a long braid.

Cyclops in his late twenties, one-eyed with a long scar across his left eye, his own hair about shoulder length, and perhaps a similar resemblance to Nate.

Jean, early twenties, the Mark of the Phoenix like a tattoo on the left side of her face, and an obvious resemblance to Nate.

Kurt, tattoo streaks on his face, and a fierce look in his eyes.

"These are who I knew, who I fought with at the end..." Nate says a bit wistfully, "I didn't know them long, but they fought against a god to save Humans and Mutants." The light in his eye glows brightly as he forms the illusion, and slowly fades out as the group disappears from the living room. "I take it your Hank is also known as Beast?" A bit of hesitance in his voice, "He doesn't do... genetic experiments, does he?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue would stand up when the images of those people arrived. She wanted to walk toward them to stare at them and walk around them if she could. Rogue specifically walked over to 'herself' and eyed the hairstyle. "Gross." She said with an amused look on her face.

Rogue would walk past the others while Nate continued and she'd nod her head softly before pausing next to Cyclops. "Guess he actually owned up t'that callsign finally, huh?" She muttered, seeing the eyepatch.

Rogue turned back toward Nate and Jubilee. "These guys are all several years olde'ah than us... maybe this is where we're headed too? I mean... we might catch up with these events, or they may someday play out in a similar way."

Going back to the best chair in Jubilee's cabin and she sat down on the edge of it again. "Hank goes by Beast, but I like callin'im Hank. Makes his left cheek twitch a liddle." Her head shake side to side then. "I don't know what experiments he does in his lab. I ain't allowed in there after... after the 'incident'." She sighed dramatically then and sat back in her chair.

X-Man has posed:
Rogue can easily move around the life-like illusions of the X-men. When she gets close she can actually see the hair and eyes moving. There is scent associated with each, and the clothing moves freely as if in a breeze. They almost seem as if she could reach out and touch them if she wanted.

"Ok..." Nate replies to Rogue about Hank, "So, in the other World he worked for Sinister and he performed experiments on Mutants. Looking to build the most powerful of Mutants with his experiments. His slave pens were the worst to live in." His face darkening at some very dark memories.

"There is, uhm, one more thing Rogue..." Nate considers, and looks a little nervous, "See, You and Magneto had a.. a child...his name was Charles." Then before her eyes she will see a young child, perhaps no more than three with Magneto's strong jaw and cheeks, but quite obviously her eyes. The child looks very happy. "You see, he figured out a way to work around your power, and you both become close. I know it's not /here/ but I didn't know if you were still tryin' to figure that out..."

He will keep the last image there as long (Or little) as she wants. "Thanks Rogue for the thoughts. I'll talk to Hank, and if you don't mind I'd like to talk to this other guy you mentioned at some point too."

Jubilee has posed:
Jubilee watches the images around them, too much in awe to move. She looks at each, carefully, then to Nate, beaming. "You're amazing. I had no idea you could do stuff like...Well I mean it only makes sense, if Jean's..." She trails off, looking at the final image, then to Rogue, gauging her reaction.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue glanced back at the figures of the people on their team that she'd come to know well since earlier this year when she'd arrived at the school about a week after her 18th birthday in February.

Her eyes were drawn BACK then when Nate talked of the thing with Magneto and then the child, and when she saw the kid she just lowered her pointed chin and stared at the boy with upraised eyebrows. "Oh god." She muttered quietly. Rogue pulled in a breath of air and then sat back in her chair and took a big gulp from the beer can.

"Figures." She muttered then. "Figures that I'd go 'nd have a baby with some decript old bastard." She lifted her left gloved hand up and rugged at the side of her face up onto her forehead. "God, I'm the worst judge'a men. Someone figures out how t'get past my powers, so yeah... 'Lets have a baby!' ... makes perfect sense!" She was being sarcastic of course.

A head nod later though and she dropped her hand back into her lap. "Doctor Stephen Strange. Thats who I'm livin' with now. Thankfully nothin' sexual is goin' on, so... no 'Strange Babies' comin' outta it."

X-Man has posed:
<I always seem to make the wrong choice when it's showin' people stuff from another World> Nate sends to Jubilee, then out loud, he adds, "Well, I don't know if he's the /only/ one that can do it, I just know he figured somethin' out..." Nate takes a long drink from his own beer, "I've got some ability to turn off powers, but it's really tough and doesn't last long. I don't know if you'd want to try that anyways..."

All the images fade, "But there are ways to figure it out, and I've seen it actually work. So, if it's somethin' you care 'bout, it's possible." He does offer her a smile at the Strange-babies comment, "Doctor Stephen Strange. Got it, and thank you. If I can help you with anythin' let me know..." He looks back to Jubes, as he adds "For everythin' I know you've done for Jubes I'd do anythin' I can for you, Rogue."

Jubilee has posed:
<How can you ever tell what to show, and what not to show? You're doing the best you can with the information that you have.> Jubilee rubs Nate's back as she stands next to him. "And I know I don't have a whole lot of insight, and I know you're going through a lot of changes lately. But anything I can do, I will. Even if it's just makin' you dinner sometime. We could have I dunno...a drunk cooking show night, or something," Jubilee suggests with a grin.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue grinned at the both of them after hearing them say those things. "Sounds like a hoot." She said before rising up to her feet and going to toss her beer can away, grab her sweet tea and throw that paper wad away that she totally biffed the shot of.

"Suns down though, so I'm free to fly my scrawny butt back down t'the city."

Rogue zipped her hoodie up then, preparing for her departure. "Don't like flyin' in the day, people take too many pics with their phones... Had a guy take a shot at me once with some huntin' rifle... Flew down and broke that effin' thing inta three pieces right front'a his neckbearded face."

Rogue pulled her cigarettes out of her hoodie pocket then and angled for the front door. "Ya'll go see Hank. Our Beast ain't a crazy mean asshole like the Beast where you come from, Nate-ma-new-Mate. He'll treat ya right. Answe'ah all'a your questions."

X-Man has posed:
Nate stands up as Rogue turns to leave, draping an arm over Jubilee's shoulder, "Great to meet you, Rogue. Safe flight back home, and I'm hopin' we can hang out some more again soon." He gives Jubilee a quick kiss on the cheek, and says "Goin' to check the laundry..." and he heads off out of the room... maybe for the two friends to talk, maybe just to really check the laundry.

Jubilee has posed:
"Just be careful, ok? I don't know anything about that Strange guy you're staying with. And I don't like you flyin' all the way out there alone in the dark. But....I mean, I guess there's nobody in the world who'd be safer than you are, doing that crazy shit you do..." Jubilee hugs Rogue once more. "I'll be in touch with ya. Don't be a stranger."