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We Can Explain...
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Het - Male/Female
Views: 2928 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
We Can Explain…Chapter Eighteen (NC-17)
Disclaimers Apply
A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta…*sends luck energy
* InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink and
Dracena get big heap muse cookies for archiving/hosting. ProPhile—smut soon! Really! Readers/Reviewers: *throttles computer * And
in the mean time… Killer Kitties ™ go
marching three by three, hurrah!
Hurrah! ;)It was well
near two in the morning when the last of the recently returned travelers
gathered in Kitty’s room. She hecourcourt from her bed, her legs crossed and nightshirt pulled over her knees,
Lockheed held in her lap like a scepter.
“Shhhh!” she hissed at Jubilee, who cracked her gum especially
loudly. “Logan might hear…” She shot a worried glance towards the door
and shuddered unwillingly. “I don’t
wanna get yelled at. Again.”Kurt patted
her knee soothingly, crouched as he was on the foot of her bed, his toes curled
around the wood railing. “We’ll be
fast, ja?yes"> He could feel the rage shimmering in her body, making her tense
and her eyes snap. Heat radiated off
her like a thick blanket, a humid heat beyond what a normal person would possess. “Just…calm down.”“We’re in
Bay-fucking-onne New fucking Jersey!” Jubilee snarled, her voice going up a
step on the last word. She narrowed his
eyes and glared at them both. “How the
Hell is buying a bus ticket HARD?”Lance was
just about at the end of his tether with Jubilee’s temper. “You could’ve looked at the damned tickets
and read it yourself, dumbass! But
noooooooo! You had to ‘hold on to
them,’ ‘make sure they’re safe…’. You
just did what she did and saw “Bay” and ignored the rest!” He was rather proud of this moment of
logical and rational thought but he had a feeling it would not last long.Amara very gingerly laid her
fingers atop his hand and pushed it down and away from where it rested on her
shoulder. She smiled sweetly up at him,
then turned to Jubilee and her face became hard “Errare humana est.” She paused and sneered. “Humum mandere.”[1] She shoved Jubilee with her shoulder as she
stalked past, heading towards the ladies’ room on he other side of the bus
terminal.“What did she say to me?” Jubilee
demanded, staring after the departing Nova Roman with a look of incredulity on
her face. “What the fuck did she just
say?”Lance wisely decided to play dumb
again. “Dunno. Look, it was a mistake, ya know? Frankly, Im more worried ‘bout ho got got to
a bus station anyway. Last I heard,
Shore s[2] didn’t have
one.”Jubilee’s jaw snapped shut audibly
and she refrained from further comment as Remy ambled up, his face creased with
a frown. “Got hold o’ Jean. She an’ Scott gonna come meet us at dat
truck stop ‘cross the way.” His eyes
drank in Jubilee’s features and his frowned deepened. “Chere, pissy don’ look good on you. Leave Amara alone, d’accord?
We deal wid it later.”“Why the truck stop?” Lance asked
over Jubilee’s imminent protest. “We’re
fine here. They got food, the can,
somewhere to sit…”Remy glanced towards the clock over
the ticket counter. “Mal ide, homme.”[3] He stuffed his hands in his pockets and
looked studiously casual. “Dat stop
o’er dere, it got some showers an’ such…”“Dude, we’ve been gone less than
six hours. How dirty did you get?” Lance shook his head, snorting
derision. “I ain’t going anywhere.”Jubilee’s eyes had automatically
followed Remy’s initial glance and she tensed.
Someone was watching them with a more than passing interest. He would look at the clock, then at them,
then pretend to read an outdated Times.
As Lance and Remy argued, Jubilee watched their watcher. He was dressed oddly for the warm spring
weather, in a black sweater and heavy boots, his jeans a little too neat and
pressed for her liking. She could not
place his face but she had the strong feeling she had seen him before
somewhere. He was nondescript, washed
out looking and a little too thin to be healthy. Years of intuition screamed at her to get out, to move and take
her friends with her, but it sounded like Lance was really digging his heels in
about going across the interstate. “Hey,
um, I’m gonna go get Amara, okay? You
two go on ahead…” She nodded at Remy
and hoped he could read her face. He nodded
slowly in return. He understood. She slipped around Lance and headed towards
the ladies room, trying to look casual.
She passed the stranger without a sideways glance, seemingly fixated on
the soda machine near the restroom, fishing change from her pocket. “Coke, Coke, Sprite, Fanta…no root beer?”
she muttered for the benefit ossinssing passengers. The ladies room door swung open and she looked up sharply, only
to sigh in disappointment. Unless Amara
had grown six inches, become blonde and pregnant, it was not her.“Excuse me, miss?” a sibilant voice
murmured near her ear.Jubilee paused and turned
slowly. “Yes?” The stranger stared at her in the eye, his
milky complexion unsettling.“You’ve got something there, on
your neck.” His finger touched her
throat and she gasped, a burning sensation shooting through her entire
body. “Just thought you’d like to know…” He
turned sharply and was gone before she could even form a word of pain.“P’tite, what he say to you?” Remy
demanded, at her side before she knew it.
“What is it?”“Nothing,” she breathed, her
fingers flying to touch the hot spot on her neck. “God, what is that? Is
that a lump?”Remy tilted her chin up and
peered. “Like a skeeter bite…you get
bit?”She pressed her lips together in a
tight line and shook her head. “We’ve
got to get out of here now. I don’t
care if you have to carry Lance. You
two start and we’ll meet you over there.”
She ignored Remy’s protest and went into the ladies room after
Amara.[1] First, “To
err is human,” second, literally to eat dirt but colloquially “drop dead.”[2] The town
they went to for the fair.[3] Bad idea
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