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Room 408, Friday Evening
Why no, Jonothon didn't go to the meet'n'greet today. He'd had his library shift, after all, which was just perfect for avoiding almost anything remotely related to socialization.

Which, as he would happily have you believe, suited him just fine.

And now, he was winding down for the day, his guitar pulled out, lightly picking out whatever notes seemed to strike his fancy at the time. It wasn't sounding like much of anything, really. Which really did suit Jono well enough. He'd play actual music when he felt like it. Right now, he was just idly vocalizing using the only means he really had.

[Closed door, open post!]


2009-10-03 01:14 am (UTC) (Link)

Know what didn't suit Jubilee? Traveling through some freaky fog to find Jono's dumb butt.

So that would be one Jubilation Lee pounding on the door like it had insulted her mother. "Jono! I know you're in there!"

Totally didn't, by the way.


2009-10-03 01:16 am (UTC) (Link)

... Jono was going to have to blink up from his guitar, now, and stare incredulously at his door. Yes indeed.


The good thing about telepathy was that he didn't actually have to yell back.


2009-10-03 01:20 am (UTC) (Link)

"I knew it. Open the door, dark and broody!"


2009-10-03 01:24 am (UTC) (Link)

The other good thing about telepathy was that he could project a heavy, exasperated sigh to her before he even got so far as his door.

He set his guitar on his bed, gave his head a shake, and headed for the aforementioned door. Well. That had been nice while it had lasted, he supposed. He opened the door and raised an eyebrow at her. One very eloquent eyebrow.

//What in th'world are yer doin' here, Lee?//


2009-10-03 01:31 am (UTC) (Link)

Jubilee shot him a look of 'bitchplz' and pushed her way on into the room. "What do you think I'm doing here?"


2009-10-03 01:32 am (UTC) (Link)

//Walking into my room, apparently.// He stood there for a moment, staring at the door, and then gave his head a shake and shut it behind her.


2009-10-03 01:36 am (UTC) (Link)

"You--" She punctuated this by pointing at his chest. "--disappeared on us."


2009-10-03 01:41 am (UTC) (Link)

And he was going to have to stare at her finger for a moment, before levelling a flat sort of look at her.

//Yer very observant, Lee.//

He lifted his hands, ran them anxiously through his hair, gave his head a shake, and then made his way over to his bed, where he was going to take a seat now, yes.


2009-10-03 01:46 am (UTC) (Link)

"The whole team is worried." She would add 'Especially Paige', but she wasn't that annoyed yet.



2009-10-03 01:51 am (UTC) (Link)

//Well, I'm here. I'm fine, and,// he reached for his guitar, raising both eyebrows toward her, //I'm alive and well.//

See? The whole team could commence being proud of him for not getting killed by living mist.

... Bollocks.

//Did yer find Everett?//


2009-10-03 01:56 am (UTC) (Link)

"Of course we did." Jubilee wasn't talking about that now, though! She was on a rant! "You don't just disappear on your team. When I was with the X-Men, you went looking until you found them."


2009-10-03 01:59 am (UTC) (Link)

//Well, yer not with the X-Men now,// Jonothon rationalized. He was used to the rants. How the bloody hell had he managed to get used to Jubilee's rants so quickly?

They happened often. Right.

//And neither am I.// A pause. Well. Jean would disagree, wouldn't she? //Technically.//


2009-10-03 02:05 am (UTC) (Link)

"Technically?" Jubilee frowned at him, hands on her hips in all her small Asian fury. Fear her, Jono. FEAR HER.


2009-10-03 02:08 am (UTC) (Link)

Oh, she was a tiny bundle of terror in a yellow jacket. Jono was terrified.

You could tell by the fact that he was almost inching backward on his bed. Slightly. A little.


Shaking in his boots, truly.


2009-10-03 02:15 am (UTC) (Link)

Jubilee sighed in frustration and plopped down on the other bed. "You could at least tell me where here is, you know."

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