NYC - Manhattan Mall - Lickety Split

     Each and every single time that winter seems to give way to the possibility of spring, the snow comes. The only positive side to such down days is the fact that the sun still likes to shine. The sun, however, does not necessarily mean warmth, and so staying in doors is extremely beneficial at this point.

     There's one young girl who is doing just that. She's staying in her home.

     The mall.

     With all the confidence in the world, the teen known as Jubilation Lee walks the length of the mall. Her steps turn into a pace, and before too long, she's bored. To keep from exploding something for entertainment, she seeks the next best thing to keep her occupied. Food.

     Now what kind of food does she want? Her mind tosses the options, yet she pays little attention to her steps. Looking up, she realizes that she's walked away from the food. The slow footfalls turn into a sprint as she begins to go back to her selected destination. Suddenly she skids to a halt. Three steps are taken back, and she stares into the shop.

     "Ice cream."

     Heck yeah! So she enters and begins to look around.

Eating out of boredom is a very, very bad thing. Horrible for girls who like to stay trim. Horrible for girls who like to dance and do gymnastics.

Goes right to their hips, you see.

She's heard it day in and day out from her mother. While most girls her age at least got to pig out once in a while, Kitty has never really felt the need.

Until today.

Nestled into the furthest booth from the door, feet up on the bench, head resting against the wall, she's busily eating her second cherry sorbet bar. Why sorbet, you might ask? Well, it's kosher. She didn't want the fuss of harassing the guy at the counter to find out what other kosher stuff was available here, and on the off chance her mother decided to look for her, she wouldn't get a lecture about eating something non-kosher /and/ fattening.

Now for the reason she's slunk away, to hide in here in the first place? Test results. Test results that show there is absolutely nothing wrong with her. Not even the typical scans of migraine sufferers. It's as though the headaches she's been having just don't exist.

Her parents were given the information about the Professor guy, but they totally flipped about her talking to some strange girl. Did she call it, or what?

So now she sits, trying to hide in the back booth, nauming on the sorbet bar and contemplating calling said strange girl, just to see if she can sneak away for the tests on her own.

     Well, if this strange girl knew about the other strange girl, she would have -just- the advice for Kitty. Jubilee has advice for everyone, even though they usually don't want it. Most people pay her to stop talking.

     Hands dig intently in her pockets as she searches for some cash. She's run completely out of what she brought with her. Thankfully for her, people in New York are just as easy to pickpocket as they are back home. A few bills are finally fished from their hiding spot and she smiles. Way more than enough for something good.

     Jubes eagerly looks at everything there is to offer. The man behind the counter knows who she is. He also knows that she can be annoying. As entertaining as she can be, her lack of selection causes him to clear his through.

     "Oh, calm down!" she replies before sticking out her tongue. "You're, like, way too serious!"

     She then orders her choice of ice cream. One scoop mint chip, two scoops cookie dough, one scoop chocolate and more caramel syrup than anyone knows what to do with.

     "Wicked."

     With snack in hand, and after paying of course, the girl searches for a place to sit where wandering mall security might not easily spot her.

Okay, like, Ewwwwwwww~!

For starters? That's waaaaaaaay too much ice cream. Then there's the gooey syrup that's just threatening to spill all over that girl's hands!

And Kitty continues to quietly naum on her sorbet. Time to think, girl. Just what do you want to do? Go home and be locked up forever? Home schooling so that the Pryde's don't have to admit their daughter apparently has mental issues?

Being a minor seriously sucks the big one sometimes!

Content to sit back, relax and bite off tiny pieces of the sorbet, she's not about to get involved with anyone else. Today is totally her day to be anti-social.

Until she sees a group of guys sitting two booths away. One who is poising to use his spoon as a catapult, probably to hit the boisterous girl on the cheek. The other sliding his leg out in the hopes of tripping her up.

The good girl in Kitty just /can't/ let that happen, even though she was hoping for a bit of solitude. Wrapping her lips around the sorbet, she leaps up and out of her seat. Hands settle to her hips and she points to the group of troublemakers.

"So not gonna happen! If you're gonna pick on someone, go find someone your own size you bullies!"

     There's something about this situation. It's hard to tell which part of it is worse. There's the fact that Jubilee makes such an amazing target, or the fact that she's completely clueless to the activities of the boys. So she continues her steps, stopped only once Kitty takes action.

     Eyes go from girl, to ice cream, to boys, to ice cream, to boys. "Dude."

     For a split second, Jubilee is angry. Really angry. Then she laughs. "If you, like, really want to wear my ice cream, all you have to do is ask! I can share!" Especially when it comes to throwing ice cream on really nasty boys.

     Kitty catches her eye once more as Jubes tries to walk past the nasty boys. This girl just stood up for her? A smile from ear to ear flashes brightly. This girl obviously must not know her very well.

     Luckily for her, the syrup hasn't yet melted the rest of the ice cream. She paid good money for this treat, even if it wasn't hers, and she -still- wants to throw it. Very badly.
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"Okay, okay, calm down," Kitty says to the girl, her eyes warily watching the syrup that's just threatening to spill all over the pristine floors. "I like, totally don't think wasting all that ice cream is really gonna be worth it, right?"

More importantly? Kitty doesn't want to wind up wearing it accidentally.

"So how 'bout you guys just continue to like, eat your ice cream or whatever and let uhh..." Does she want to call this girl her friend? That could be dangerous territory! "... us head back to our booth, and, like, chat."

A mocking glare, and lip synched mimicking occurs from the boys, one of whom takes on a falsetto voice, thinking he's just absolutely hilarious.

     Oh, the ice cream is going someplace. It's being placed down, rather gently, on the table top belonging to Kitty's booth. "They're totally not worth wasting my treat, you know?"

     Jubilee is still smiling as she walks up to the boys' table. A hand in the air with the index finger extended, she begins to tsk them. "You know, it, like, totally isn't cool to go picking on random people. You so totally could have chased off a future wife, or something. And look! You upset your ice cream."

     Yes, it's time for fireworks.

     A very small display of lights is sent towards the melting goodness. It's so small that only those intently watching might actually see it for what it is. The ice cream burbles, then pops, sending the chilled snack splashing up onto the boys. Without even waiting for a reaction, since no one ever continues a fight after seeing that she's a freak, Jubes walks back to her food.

     She flops down in the booth without waiting for an invite. "Oh, dude. Some people, like, are -so- rude. It would have been hella cool to cover them in caramel, though."


Exploded ice cream is very, very difficult to deal with. The boys become plastered with it, squeak like little girls and flail about due to how cold the frozen treat is and then leap out of their seats and run for the door.

Kitty just watches the whole thing, an astonished look upon her face. She knows she saw /something/ hit that ice cream, but if anyone were to ask her what it was, she wouldn't know what to say.

"Do you like, carry cherry bombs with you or something? I mean, that was like, a totally cool trick and all, but you're seriously gonna get in trouble from something like that."

Only then does she slink back into her booth, quickly trying to lap up the melting sorbet.

     It's been so long since Jubilee has spoken to someone as valley as her, and yet she still hasn't realized that she's doing just that. It must be old hat for her.

     A loud outburst of laughter follows Kitty's questions. "I've, like, never carried a weapon in my life! Not even a fire cracker. People totally used to say that I'd manage to blow myself up or something, you know? It's wicked funny now, all things considered."

     Jubilee's fireworks earn her money. She doesn't hide who and what she is. She doesn't know enough about her special abilities to do just that. Besides, in her eyes, the world would never think of her as a threat or enemy.

     Instead of eating her ice cream, she takes a spoon and begins to mix it all together, almost as if she were a child. "But, like, don't worry about it. Those guys were totally jerks! And, like, I haven't been caught yet. But, like, sorry. I sometimes forget that others might not, you know, like that kind of stuff."

Knowing that it wasn't a tiny explosive device seems to calm Kitty considerably. Whether she should believe this girl or not is another story entirely, but she can figure that out while they talk, right? She just hopes her mother doesn't show up and lecture her about how all the evil people in the world reside in New York City, and how that Doc Ock guy will tear up the mall just to kidnap and kill her.

Mothers. What can you do about them?

"What do you mean it's wicked funny now?"

Finishing up the sorbet, she sets the stick on the wrapper and neatly begins to fold it together. The garbage is then shoved over to the side and she reaches for a napkin to clean up the one tiny dot of icy goodness that dropped to the table.

     They may speak the same, but that may be as far as the similarities end. Jubilee is the type to talk with her mouth full, and make little driving sounds while twirling her spoon in her ice cream. She takes a big bite of her treat and sighs. So good.

     Almond eyes blink at the not so stranger now and she barely finishes her bite before laughing. "You know, fireworks. Totally not supposed to touch them, but now I can't avoid them."

     Maybe Kitty didn't see what happened?

     Jubilee continues to spoon mouthfuls of ice cream as if she hasn't eaten in a while. How long has it been, anyway? She finally slows once she realizes that there is something just not right with the situation. "I'm Jubilee, queen of the mall. Nice to meet ya!"


"I..."

There's no /way/ the other girl is meaning she created fireworks out of thin air, right? 'cuz seriously, that just doesn't happen! People don't just create a whole slew of mini-razzle dazzle out of nothingness!

Uh-huh. And Kitty totally doesn't black out and wind up in rooms she doesn't ever remember getting to either.

"So, you're like, saying you popped and bubbled that ice cream, but you weren't using fireworks, but you were totally using fireworks?"

Cue puzzled expression.

Twisting around in the bench, Kitty leans her head back against the wall, her feet sticking out the booth. Arms cross over her chest and she settles into her thoughts again.

But what's this? Oh! Right! Introductions! Duh! "Dude! I'm like, totally sorry. I forgot I had like, manners and stuff." There's been a lot going on. "I'm Kitty. So do you like, live here in New York?"

     Yes. Jubilation Lee is special.

     She was raised to believe just that, even before she knew about her powers. So a grin is Kitty's answer.

     "Oh, yeah. Totally. Like, I don't have anything, but I do. Check it."

     A hand rotates so that her palm faces up. It glows, briefly, and then there is a Paf! A small display of colors, almost like confetti, burst into the air. They fizzle as they fall, causing no damage to the table. "See? Fireworks?"

     It's obvious by her expression that she's proud of herself. She made something pretty.

     The same hand that made the color show waves Kitty's words away. "Dude. It's totally New York. Who has manners?" A snicker follows. "Well, yeah. Totally. Kinda. See, I came here not too long ago, so I guess. I mean, I kind of sorta almost somewhat maybe might be living here. Like, right here."

And Kitty checks it.

There's no choice in the matter, before she can say that it's alright, that for her sanity she'd rather not know...

*paf*

Lashes blink rapidly over her eyes, hands come up to rub at them, and she just stares at the dissipating burst of confetti.

"Dude, how'd you do that? I mean... nifty trick and all but I've never seen magic that up close and personal."

Despite the fact that it was totally cool, Kitty is... a little freaked out? So, she's just going to believe it was an illusion of some kind. It has to be.

"Me, I guess. I mean, I'm totally not from around here so I should have manners and... wait, wait... you like, live /here/? In the mall?"

     Of course she checks it. Who wouldn't? Not that she's given a chance.

     The sleeves of her sweater are pushed up, revealing nothing up her sleeve. She may be hamming this part up, but at least she is proving her point. Her hands are shown, front to back, revealing no special tools. "It's totally not magic. One day I got stressed and BAM! Fireworks. Now I can just use them."

     Okay. So maybe she shouldn't be saying this, especially to a stranger. Why shouldn't she, though? What is Kitty going to do? Scream and run away? That's already happened before.

     "It's, like, really weird. I've never known anyone like that, you know? Like anyone who has strange things happen to them. I keep wondering if I, like, totally hit my head or something. But you know what? It's wicked awesome."

     It was almost obvious that the other was from out of town. Jubilee loves the city, but the people are rather irritating. At times. "Not from around here? Are you here for school or something? I saw some really big ones. I bet it would be so fun to go to one of them." For the first time her confidence shifts, even if slightly. Jubes nibbles on her lower lip before answering. "Um.. maybe?"
No devices. No tricks up her sleeves. Nothing of the sort. So then /how/ did the girl do it? People just can't create fireworks out of nothing! It doesn't happen! It's not real! It's like... like...

Something out of a fantasy novel? A computer game? Oh! That's totally it. It's like something out of a computer game, and she's totally on one of those reality shows, right?

Okay, so maybe not.

"That's uhhhm... like, really weird. I mean, people don't just get stressed and then spring fireworks from their hands..." Gee, Kitty. Could you /be/ any more rude?

"Tests. I was here for tests. I get these wicked painful migraines, and the docs back at home couldn't figure out what's wrong with me." Neither could Doctor O'Connell. "But like, whatever. They're just headaches, right? Not like I've got some strange disease..."

     Oh, thank goodness. She didn't comment further on the whole living in the mall thing.

     "Tell me! It's totally weird, right? I -so- get that. But you know? People like fireworks. They like to see fireworks. I'm not complaining." Especially since it's giving her a chance to earn money. Money is important. Money buys ice cream.

     The rest of her overly large sundae is finished. Yes, she does eat like a pig. Somehow she manages to not spill any on herself, or really much at all, which is quite impressive.

     "Tests?" That poor girl. Jubilee hates tests. Especially math tests. Oh. Not those kind of tests. "Headaches are bad, you know? They totally get in the way. I get all tired and stuff whenever I get a headache, although it so rarely happens. You should, you know, really try to get that figured out. You don't want to live on medication the rest of your life, right?" There's a pause before Jubes chuckles.

     "I mean, it could totally be worse, though. You could, like, be able to make fireworks, too."

"Totally weird," Kitty echoes, still feeling certain the other girl is pulling a fast one on her. People just don't do that! "That's true though, people totally love the awesomeness that are fireworks. It's why the Fourth of July is such a big holiday." Celebrating independence with loud, colorful explosions. Yay!

"Headaches aren't bad in comparison to other things, right? I mean, I totally am not missing a limb or like, needing surgery. They're just..." Non-existent according to the tests? "... a little bit of a pain. 'sides, I totally black out when I have them so they're not painful at all, and apparently medication won't work on me, so like, whatever."

     And this is exactly why Jubilee is not jailed for being some kind of mutant freak. No one ever believes her. Such is the life of a homeless mall rat.

     "Oh, yeah! Loud, bright, fun! It's totally the best holiday ever! I used to love running around with those little sparkler things. Until I totally wiped out and the sparks went flying." She's laughing at the memory. Obviously it isn't a bad one, although it's hard to tell with her.

     Her nose wrinkles as she listens to Kitty. "And you know what? De-Nile totally isn't just a river in Egypt. Dude, you're like, sick or something. Okay, so maybe not sick, but there's -something- going on, you know?" This doesn't sit well with Jubes. "If you're, like, having headaches, then someone has to know why. My dad totally used to be a doctor, I know these things. If one doc doesn't know, just, like, go on to the next one. Especially if you're passing out. Especially in this city."

Grimacing, Kitty turns to look at the girl she 'rescued' earlier. You know, the girl that totally didn't need rescuing at all? That one. With her eyes on 'Jubilee', she wrinkles her own nose up and sighs.

"We're here because the doctor back home didn't know anything. This one? He totally doesn't know anything either. And there's this doctor who /might/ know something, but my parents won't take me to go see him because he runs some private school or something, and apparently /teachers/ wouldn't be able to run tests, even if they have PHDs."

Sliding back around to sit properly in the seat, she frowns. "This totally wouldn't be so bad if my mom would just stop telling me that everything is going to be 'fine' and dad would stop saying that I should just take home schooling until university. I could totally be in university right /now/ if this whole stupid headache thing was like /over with/!"
Logfile from MGM - Kitty.


     People are supposed to laugh when they look at her, even if it is laughing at her. This is what Jubes is used to. Grimacing is a whole new ball park to run around in.

     "Private school? Private machines. Less demand. It makes sense." Okay, so she has no idea what she is talking about, but being positive always seems to help a situation.

     It's obvious when Jubilee is thinking. Her entire face tells the tale. Suddenly her hands come down hard on the table as she stands from her nice little seat. "Well, see? You're, like, just going to have to make the headaches go away!" And she's just the person to help her.

     "You're totally going to go see that other doctor, without your parents. So, like, you can prove to them that your hella mature -and- that you're totally ready for school."

"Dude...."

Kitty glances around the ice cream shop, eyeing the guy at the counter who just seems to be glaring across at the pair. He's likely thinking 'why me? why do I get all the weird-o's and dude-sayers? why can't the sexy girls from the universities come in here? whyyyyy?'. Yep. He's likely thinking that, but really? No one cares.

Swiveling back to face Jubilee, she shakes her head in a vehement fashion. "Uh-uh. Like, no way! My mom's flipping out enough as-is about this way stupid Doc Ock guy running about. If I like, totally take off, she'll have a coronary or something!"

Prove she's mature by running off and getting testing done? She's not really certain how that would work, since the NYPD would likely be involved... or the FBI... or...

     Oh no she didn't. She's pulling that card? This just cannot be!

     "Wait, what? You're totally going to turn tail just because some creepy old dude is on the news?" It makes absolutely no sense to Jubilee. None. This is accented by the fact that she's shaking her head. "C'mon, girl! You totally need to learn to live it up a little. You know, do something -fun-. Besides, if we were to, like, run into anyone bad? I can totally blast them."

     An arm flexes as she speaks that last part. Yes, she's strong. Or so she likes to believe.

     She moves, angling herself to stand at the side of the table. "Dude. Seriously. You have, like, this huge opportunity open to you! And, you know, you never know when you'll get another chance at this. You totally can't tell me that you aren't interested in seeing this other doctor. Who -cares- what your mother says? She'll, like, still love you, no matter what, right?" Lucky Kitty. "What you find out could totally outweigh the irritation from your rents."

"You'll keep us safe with your little sparklers?" Kitty shoots over a look that pretty much says 'uh huh, yeah right'. Nifty as the little magic trick was, does the girl think she's like, Queen of the Fireworks or something? "So like, you think you can pop that nefarious Doc Ock guy by giving him a little razzle dazzle? I'm sure a criminal mastermind like that'll be totally wigged out by your display!"

It's funny. Kitty's not saying this to be mean at all. There's just a weight of disbelief to her voice.

Oh. And she's pouting a little.

"I do fun things! I, like, totally know how to have fun!" Obviously not as much as this mall-living-firework-shooting girl, but she has her own brand of Kitty-tastic fun!

"He's not a doctor anyway. He's like, a Professor or something.... 'sides, what if the news is like, horribly worse?"

     "Oh my god. No way. You seriously didn't just say that."

     Now she's hurt. Were it not for the fact that this is supposed to be her home, she'd totally blast the place just to show Kitty what is what. Instead, Jubilee stares in disbelief before shaking it off to grin. "Dude. Like, no way. What I did before? Tiny. You should totally see what I can do big. Some metal armed freak would totally hate to run into me." Of course, he'd probably dislike the way she speaks more.

     Hands immediately find her hips as Jubilee laughs. She's just like Kitty in the fact that she's not trying to be mean. It's just funny. "Well, like, have -more- fun. Trust me. 'Cause one day it's all going to go BOOM!" Just like the gun that killed her parents. "And, like, it wont be fun any more. So -do- something!"

     It's obvious what Jubilee wants to do. "Well, where is this place? We can, like, go together. And then you'll find out that you don't suffer from fireworks disease."

"Seriously didn't just say what?"

Perplexed, Kitty tilts her head. Tiny? What she did before was /tiny/? No way this girl could be packing such heavy artillery that she could take out something with metallic arms, right? Totally not! "Okay, if you say so!"

Really.

What else can she possibly say to that declaration?

Feet settle to the floor, and she slides her body across the seat of the booth. Making her way to the edge of it, she physically JUMPS when the girl across from her yells boom. She jumps high enough that her head should have hit the shelf right above them, but instead seems to pop up through it for a second before landing back on the bench. Even so, she squeaks, "Ow! Like, my head!"

The place? What place? Oh... the place Jean was talking about. "Westchester, I think? It's like, this private school in Westchester county. That's pretty far from here, isn't it? I mean, like, I don't have a load of cash on me and the bus is totally expensive..."

     "I totally say so!" And that's that, as far as she's concerned. Everyone should know how cool she is.

     There's a chuckle at the jumping of Kitty. This girl really needs to lighten up and... did she just see what she thought she saw? Jubilee takes a step back and just watches the girl. "That... was totally amazing! Do it again."

     Yes, that place. Jubilee is slightly distracted by the whole other mutant thing, although she does snap back to the other topic. "Bah. Dude. Seriously. You want to go? I'll totally get us there. It's, like, super easy. And then I'll totally get you back before your mother can even count to ten!" Okay, so she can't really back that claim up, but she's got to do something to get this other girl to motivate. Especially since her head can apparently move through objects.

"If it weren't like, totally crazy, I'd like, tell you to go and hunt down this Doc Ock guy and prove it." Because Kitty, apparently, just likes to get in all sorts of trouble.

"Huh? Like, do what again?" Hit her head? Man! This girl is totally whacked if she thinks she's going to do that again! It hurt! Almost like one of her headaches, though not so bad that she's blacking out.

"I don't know. I mean, there's like this whole part of me that wants to go, y'know? To like, find out what's wrong with me and if they can do anything for these headaches..."

Fidgeting once more, she decides that maybe standing up will be the better idea. At least when she's on her own two feet she might not feel the head-numbing pain, right? Her feet touch the tiles, and she trips up, stumbling a little before regaining her balance.

"So, like, it's not far? I mean, I thought it was like an hour away from the city and stuff. It'd be like, two hours there and back, plus whatever time it takes for the tests..."

     That just might not be such a bad idea. "You know, I totally should. Then I could like, be rich and stuff, and actually get an apartment or something." Not that living in a mall is bad so much, but leaving the security behind would totally be worth it.

     Is she saying she doesn't realize what happened? Jubilee scratches her head as she points to the shelf. "Your head. It, like, totally went -right- through there. Like, it should have hit it, but it didn't, you know? It's like you just moved straight through it!" At times likes these, Jubilee can't help but wonder if the sugar is really such a good idea.

     She waits until Kitty stabilizes before she speaks again. This way she can be ready to attempt to catch her if she falls, although Jubilee isn't exactly the strong type. "It's.. a little ways. So, okay, maybe it won't be that quick. But seriously, you're here alone, right? We could make this hella quick trip, all adventure like. I'll find a wicked awesome cabby and it'll be -way- fun." She pauses to look at the shelf once more. "Because I totally think that you should go."

"Woah, woah, woah! You like, totally /aren't/ gonna do that. Are you /insane/?" This girl, who looks like she can /maybe/ benchpress a flea is going to take on the octopus guy all on her own?!? Kitty presses her hands down onto the table in order to stabilize herself. She begins to smile at the other girl, but the smile suddenly twists into a frown.

"Huh? What? I /so/ did not! I hit my head. Why else would it be all throbby and stuff? I mean... shelves hurt, y'know?" Peering up at the shelf, she lifts one hand from the table and attempts to put it through the wood.

CONK.

Nope, it's like, pretty solid.

"There's no way I just went through that shelf. See? It's like totally made of thick wood and stuff..."

Bafflement is apparent, and she'd like to ask the girl what she's on, but she doesn't want to agitate her at all. If Jubilee /is/ on something, agitating a girl that carries around fireworks would just be slightly crazy.

"Wouldn't the bus be like, cheaper? It'd take more time, but like, I don't think either one of us can afford a cabby or anything..."

     Her hands wave about wildly as the girl nearly flails. "No. Nononononono. I mean, yes, but no. I'm totally not going to go hunt him down or anything! But man, I'd totally love to blast him a good one!" Then again, Jubes would love to blast a few people, just to see what she can do.

     "But I..." CONK. It doesn't add up. "Dude. I swear. I totally saw..." Her face is pressed into a hand as the other one waves it off. "You know, maybe the ice cream was totally too much. Just.. yeah, totally forget what I said."

     Jubilee won't forget. She -knows- she saw something. It's only a matter of finding out what it was, and how she can get her to do it again. Or, maybe she'll just go to this school and get examined herself.

     The cost is considered, along with her current amount of cash. "Bus it is, my friend. Give me, like, two minutes to go grab some stuff, and I'll totally be ready. And I'll, like, have the bus money, too."

"Okay, okay! If we like, run into him or anything, you can shoot your fireworks at him. But like, don't go out hunting for him, 'cuz you'll just wind up getting kidnapped like that girl." In Kitty's mind, it's better to be safe than sorry, y'know?

"Maybe all that super sugar from your sundae was just... yeah! That's it. It was totally the ice cream!" Phew! That's a relief. She's not a weird freak who's head goes through things. She's not dead! They're totally not coming from the television to draw her into it and...

... no more late night movies in the hotel room, Kitty.

"I'll meet you outside in a few minutes then. I'll like, totally get us sodas or something for the ride. I mean, we probably won't need them but just in case!"

So... she's doing this? Getting on the bus with some strange girl? What's happened to her since she came to New York? Are the headaches really that bad, that she needs to run off to get checked? Maybe... well maybe she should at least call her mother and let her know where she's going off to. That's not a bad idea, right? Better than letting her think the octopus-guy ate her for dinner or something...

     Who in their right mind would kidnap Jubilee? Even she knows that it is a silly thought. Anyone silly or unfortunate enough to take her as a hostage would be releasing her shortly there after. She is extremely annoying.

     Yeah, blame it on the sugar. Her parents did tell her that it would lead to issues one day. Maybe they were right. "Oh, yeah. Sure. No more ice cream for me, you know? Like, totally staying away from it." And if anyone believes that, Jubes also has some quality swamp land to sell.

     Soda? Does Kitty only want to make things worse? No mention of that is made, though. "Dude. Wicked. So, yeah, totally. I'm going to jet to get my things. I'll meet you by the doors in five, ten minutes or so? Then I'll totally be ready to roll."

     Which means she'll have the money for the bus. While this Kitty person seems alright, even if a bit uptight, the last thing that Jubes is about to do is to let her know that she steals. That's information for another day.

Is it a silly thought? Kidnapping a girl with fire-power could come in handy. You want to break your way into a bank? Dazzle someone enough to rob them blind? Why not use a girl like Jubilee? Even Kitty wound up thinking like that, and she's every bit the goody-two-shoes.

"So, like, you'll have to get us to the bus station, right? I don't know where it is." She's not about to whip out a map and start peering at it again, like some overly-obvious tourist. A hand reaches back into the booth, so that she can grab her backpack. Slipping it over her shoulders she bobs her head in a nod.

"Two sodas then, and then I'll be downstairs."

Maybe a quick jaunt to the bathroom as well. And a phone call. Totally a phone call.

Maybe it's better to wait until they're like, in Westchester though, so that they have a head start.

"Should I like, call the girl that told me about the place? She likely has a car or something and can come pick us up at the bus depot..."

     With a mind like that, Kitty might as well be right along side Otto. Jubilee herself hasn't even thought of any of that, and she's the one that is actually a thief. Then again, Jubilee is also a walking airhead, so that might have something to do with it.

     The bus station? "Oh, yeah. Totally. That's, like, the way I got here, you know? So I know exactly where it is. Cake." At least she's being truthful. She also can likely get the pair there quickly enough so that they don't appear like the out-of-towners that they are.

     Jubilee salutes at the idea of the sodas. Sweet sugary syrup, here she comes. She pauses, though, at the mention of the other. There's another? Dude, if she gets into trouble... "Oh, yeah. That'd be sweet. She'd be able to get us there way easier. You have her meet us there, and, like, I'll totally get you there safe. Cake, man. Cake."

They're totally going to do this. Scratch that. /SHE/ is totally going to do this. Wander off with some stranger that thinks she can create fireworks out of thin air. Hop on a bus. Leave the city that she's only visiting. Call /another/ strange girl who just randomly knows this Professor guy who happens to be a brain specialist.

She could totally be in a movie!

"I'll totally give her a call on my way down to the doors and let her know I'll call again from the bus." Who knows how long they'll be waiting before the bus comes in? "But, like, if my mom freaks? You're totally gonna have to help me explain things to her. Maybe do your fireworks trick or whatever."

     Oh, heck yes, she's doing this. She had better do this. Standing up a very hyper active Jubilee is not ever a good idea. Although, it does seem like a movie, but such thoughts never really occur to Jubilee. She is, after all, just being herself. It's easy to do when one has no home or family to deal with.

     The mother issue will be a pain, possibly. This doesn't bother Jubes. "Dude, people totally love me. I'll have your mom all clapping her hands and, like, giving you hugs before I'm done. No sweat." A deep chuckle is given right before she pops out of the shop. "See ya soon, Miss Adventure!" And with that, Jubes is off to go raise the proper funds to get a total stranger help since she apparently can move through solid objects. Man, is this cool or what?!