| Coney Island Fun! |
[Sep. 21st, 2007|02:22 pm] |
9/21/2007
Logfile from Jubilee.
=NYC= Coney Island - Brooklyn
Coney Island was long ago eclipsed by such new fangled things as Disneyland, and for a number of years had fallen into disfavor and perhaps a certain degree of disrepair. But refurbished attractions and some new ones entire have drawn in crowds, if certainly not the crowds of its heyday. (Besides, everyone likes a boardwalk.) The Coney Island Cyclone may cost six dollars to ride, but it's still the most famous rollercoaster in the world. And if the Mermaid Parade is not quite as famous, it's certainly unique -- and certainly scantily clad in a very creative way. And between this and that are plenty of fairground type entertainments. Throw the tennisball at the rabbit, win a monkey.
It's late in the morning and Magnes is wearing his skates even here, rolling down the sidewalk just outside of the boardwalk. He told Jubilee if she was coming that she could meet him at the world's smallest horse, and he finally gets there and actually does pay to walk up the few steps to look into the cage, this prompts him to say, "Where the hell is it?"
It's late in the morning and Magnes is wearing his skates even here, rolling down the sidewalk just outside of the boardwalk. He told Jubilee if she was coming that she could meet him at the world's smallest horse, and he finally gets there and actually does pay to walk up the few steps to look into the cage, this prompts him to say, "Where the hell is it?" Also today his outfit is a bit different, he's wearing a vintage Mighty Max cap, which is basically just a red cap with a yellow M on it. There appears to be a bit of foil sticking out from under the hat.
It's the last Friday of summer. What better way to commemorate it than a trip to Coney Island? Jubilee is waiting outside the entrance to the smallest horse when he exits again. She's dressed to enjoy the weather in jean shorts and a thin floral overshirt with spaghetti straps that tie at her shoulders layered over a cropped tank top. Her naval ring plays peekaboo through the over-shirt's panels. She's not looking toward him, so she doesn't see his exit.
Magnes walks out, arms crossed with a pout. "I saw no horse." Then eyes Jubilee... then her outfit, his eyes just sort of linger there for a while. "Jubilation!" He exlaims, running down the steps and skating in celebratory circles around her, before finally stopping and smiling. "Nice outfit." Is all he says, habitually rubbing the back of his neck yet again when her tanktop re-catches his eye.
Jubilee turns at her name and adopts a careless grin. "Hey, V. Seen any dog vendors? I'm starving." She stuffs her hands in her back pockets and steps out into the main flow of people.
Magnes nods to her. "Let's go to the boardwalk, there are tons of places to eat up there." Slowly skating next to her, holding his hand out for her's. "And check out what I got on ebay." Pointing to his cap. "Mighty Max is awesome, and M is even my initial so this hat works for everything. Now if only it would open dimensional gateways..."
Jubilee is oblivious to offered hand-holding. Her hands stay firmly in her back pockets until a speed up in pace requires them to swing freely at her sides. She laughs at the ebay find and prounces, "Looks go-- What've you got on /under/ it?"
"Oh this? Well keep it between me and you..." Magnes stops at the bottom of the steps to the boardwalk, removing his cap to reveal the tin-foil hat. "One of your friends at the school gave me this anti-telekinesis metal and made a hat out of it. She assured me it isn't foil so don't worry." He nods seriously, returning the cap to his head.
"Anti-tel--" Jubilee stops and stares, fascinated by the boy's gullibility. "V... There's no such /thing/ as anti-telekinesis metal," she says slowly, eyes as wide as her narrowed eyes will allow.
"But why would a girl randomly have this in her backpack?" Magnes removes the foil from under his cap, looking it over. "I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not one to generally think a girl would own anti-telekinesis metal, but it's a mutant school so I figured this might be a common thing." He sighs at the hat, pouting slightly as he begins to fold it. "Are you sure there's not even a -tiny- chance?"
"A girl. At my school? giving you anti-telekinesis metal." Jubilee captures her forehead in the span between thumb and index finger and closes her eyes. Her other hand settles on her hip. "Redhead, by any chance?"
"Oh yeah she was a redhead, you came up in conversation and she totally knows who you are." Magnes blushes a bit when he mentions she came up in conversation, but begins to walk up the steps. "She told me that when guys touch you, your mutant power turns them gay. At first I believed it and couldn't get Edward Norton's naked body out of my head, but then I realized she might have been screwing with me and she confessed."
"Wha...?" Jubilee doesn't follow, mentally or physically. "Cassy told you /what/?" She finally scrambles into motion, grabbing his arm and slowing him again. "She confessed to screwing with you about /that/ and you still believed her metal thing?"
"Well I didn't think she'd lie -twice-." Slight red in his cheeks, Magnes holds the banister and can't even seem to make eye contact. "Sorry it's just, she was so serious about it, it made so much sense, I mean Superman can't see through lead..." Having an extremely hard time trying to actually justify his gullibility. "It just made so much sense, I don't really know what else to say." No end to his embarassment.
Jubilee steps back and releases his arm with a peal of laughter. "Oh, god. I swear... She could sell igloos to Eskimos." Her laughter trails off, and Jubilee moves past him, the boardwalk bouncing under their steps slightly. "Maybe I'll make her earn me money before I kill her for tellin' people I turn boys gay. Sheesh."
"She said you attract weird boys, is she saying that every guy who likes you turns out to be gay or something?" Magnes happily skates around the boardwalk, very little people around in the morning. "Ah see look, a place with hotdogs and cotton candy in the same vender!" Moving to grab her hand and rush over to it. "Oh man, I wanna try a hotdog wrapped in cotton candy, you wanna?"
Jubilee stumbles after him, jerked along under the force of his enthusiasm. "Sure," she agrees, fearless in the face of sugar.
Magnes asks the muscular yet slightly heavy vender, "Excuse me, would it be possible for us to get hotdogs covered in cotton candy?" The man just shrugs and nods, "Sure, that'll be the cost of both though." Magnes just smiles and takes a ten dollar bill from his pocket, handing it to the man and waiting for him to prepare the food. "You know what I want to do after this?" Leaning over and whispering to her. "I wanna sneak into that old closed down funhouse, you know the one with that urban legend about seeing a real body? We totally gotta do it!" Alright, the last sentence wasn't a whisper, but he got excited.
"Dude, I just barely found a job. I don't want to blow it all getting caught trespassing or something," Jubilee protests, leaning back against the side of the stand. Then she smirks. "Sides, all it is a bunch decrepit rooms."
"Not like anyone can actually sneak up on me." Magnes laughs and thumbs behind him. "There's like a small cat sitting a few feet behind me." Without looking too, though it's actually a bird standing up, which is basically the shape of a sitting cat. "I suppose you're right though, but I at least wanna win you some--" He's cut off by the guy calling over. "Hey, come get your deathstick." The guy says in a New Yorker accent. Magnes walks over and grabs the cotton candy sticks, holding one out to her. "Damn I can't even see the hotdog anymore." Holding his hand out and getting his change from the guy.
Jubilee takes the cotton candy wrapped hotdog and examines how to begin attacking it when she spies the approach of a familiar figure. "How'd you know-- Oooh," Jubilee says, realization dawning as she lifts her hand to wave Rogue over. "M'roommate," she explains. "Told her to meet me too if she had the time."
Rogue meanders quietly, looking almost out of place around the fairgrounds, darker green and black clothing sunken against the brighter colors of rides and stages of the atmosphere. "Hey, Ah got done with mah interview early," she explains almost sheepishly, eyes floating to Magnes without recognition.
Magnes, straightening his Mighty Max hat, which is a red hat with a yellow M on the front, turns his head to Rogue. Shoulders squirming uncomfortably for a moment, he exclaims, "You're Marie, Magneto's clone!" Covering his mouth quickly when he realizes how loud he is, he turns to Jubilee and asks, "Jubilation, you know her?"
Jubilee holds the cottoncandyhotdog stick out to Rogue as she appraoches, then turns her head back to look at Magnes with confusion. "Wh-? Magneto's clo-- Ok, V. Let's just clear this up right here. Don't believe /anythin'/ Cassy told ya."
Rogue takes the sticked treat, looking it over with a wrinkled-nose scrutiny. Brown eyes dart up at Magnes, a sudden frown twisting on her lips. "Oh, you have /got/ to be kiddin' me," she demands of Jubilation.
"Cassy didn't tell me that, Marie told me herself." Magnes takes a large bite out of the candy, turning to Jubilee. "I proposed a theory to her, and she totally agreed to it, and she made me fall with her magnet powers, that's the only time I ever fall!" He desperately explains to Jubilee. "Right, Marie?"
"/Marie/?" Jubilee looks from Magnes to Rogue, eyes wide and questioning. "/Marie/ tol' you she was Magneto's clone?"
Rogue's hand tightens around the stick of the sticky hotdog. "You call me that one more time," she warns, jabbing the food in Magnes direction.
"Your name -is- Marie, isn't it? That's what you introduced yourself as." Magnes finally bites into a part that has some hotdog, eye twitching. "This doesn't taste nearly as good as I was expecting, but anyway, she didn't exactly -tell- me, it was more like she agreed with something I suggested."
"Her name /is/ Marie," Jubilee confirms with an odd expression on her face. "But she isn't Magneto's /clone/." She reaches out to wrap her hand around the other girl's wrist and hold it still long enough to rescue the hotdog out of her hand. "She's m'best friend."
Just as Jubilee rescues the hotdog Rogue releases it with a look of disgust. She wipes her hand on her jeans, taking a few deep breathes through her nose and clamming up for only a split second at Jubilee's explanation. "Who the hell /is/ this guy?" Rogue asks Jubilee, motioning exasperatedly at Magnes.
"You don't remember me? You know, that day in central park and I was explaining the fight with Magneto? I introduced myself as Magnes J. Varlane before you left." Magnes attempts to explain, taking another painful bite of the sweet hotdog. "You two are like polar opposites, I'm surprised you're best friends."
"--" Jubilee starts to introduce him when he saves her the trouble of repeating his name. "I met him a couple weeks ago at the Skate Park. He's been out to the school already."
"Oh, the /perceptive/ kid," Rogue snorts. With narrowed eyes she slips a finger to one of Jubilee's belt loops, possessive and tight to steady herself. "Great. Yeah. That's just great."
"Is there something wrong with being good at deduction and putting all the clues together?" Magnes puts on his pouty frown and crosses his arms. "Well anyway, I was just suggesting that we sneak into the old closed down funhouse where that urban legend about the dead body being real started, but Jubilation thinks we'll be caught and arrested."
"Perceptive?" Riiiight. Jubilee's hip moves at the tug and she shifts her weight into the contact. "I /just/ said I don't wanna mess up a new job with trespassing, on /top/ of everythin' else. 'sides, Tabby'd kill me if I messed up her reference and she's scary mad. ... Not that I couldn't take her."
Rogue slides into a little huff of contentment, a smirk finally ghosting it's way onto her face as she watches Magnes. "Oh, but /you/ should go, you lil' Sherlock Holmes Jr. By all means. Just leave your talking four footed sidekick out of it." Rogue snorts, tugging on her hold of Jubilation.
"I am /not/ four foot!" Jubilee protests, knocking into Rogue in retaliation.
Magnes blushes deeply, straightening his glasses and averting his eyes to the ground. "Alright alright, we don't have to go to the funhouse, but I wanna win Jubilation a giant teddybear or something. And uh..." He looks up inbetween the two. "Are you -sure- you're not a lesbian?"
Jubilee facepalms. "/Why/?" To the teddybear wish. As to the other... She glances up at Rogue quickly, then looks back at Magnes. "Look. It's none of your business, is it?"
"You wanna-- woah." Rogue releases from Jubilee, stepping back with with wide eyes on her that slip unsteadily to Magnes. "It's that sorta... hurh." she wonders, pointing a finger back and forth at Magnes and Jubilee a few times. She settles on an eyebrow raised look at Jubilation. "Huh."
Magnes just freezes, index and middle finger on his glasses frames, eyes nervously fixed on Jubilee. "I uh, and then like, but seriously!" He exclaims and blurts out incoherently. "Wow we should totally go play that squirt game!" Pointing and quite obviously trying to avoid answering anything related to the subject.
Jubilee glares--first down at her feet, then at Magnes, then at Rogue. "Shut up, /Marie/," she growls, stomping past them both toward the squirt gun game, the candyied hotdog finally making its way to her mouth.
"You /wish/," Rogue snerks quietly at Magnes as she falls to a slow pace behind Jubilee without much concern for the glare received.
"I do not!" Magnes is quite quick to deny, following Jubilee's lead. "Now I'm gonna win a gigantic teddybear, I have a plan..." He grins, stopping at the squirt game where you fire into a clown's mouth to inflate the balloon with water.
Jubilee is not listening!
Rogue is rolling her eyes.
Magnes sits on one of the stools. "Oh come on, after this we can totally go see if this place has bumpercars or something, or go buy some of those hermit crabs." Giving the woman behind the counter a dollar. "You girls playing too?"
"I'm eating!" Jubilee retorts, determinedly chowing down on the sickening concoction on a stick.
"And Ah should totally leave you two alone," Rogue says sagely, tucking her hands in her pockets, rocking on her heels and tossing a long look out towrads the exit of the park.
Magnes had already started firing when the game started, shamelessly abusing his power, but then Rogue totally throws him off and he turns around and stops firing to retort, "We don't need to be alone!" Blushing again, he quickly turns back to firing. "Damnit!" Then a bell goes off as the game stops, and the woman giggles a bit, handing him a small plushie kitten. "Eh, uh, I kinda screwed up..." Holding the kitten out to Jubilee when he stands from the stool.
Jubilee rolls her eyes and takes the kitten with a very long suffering, "Thanks. Er. Maybe... You know. I should..." she jerks her head in the direction of Rogue. "Before she gets worse."
Rogue looks wickedly delighted as the stuffed animals passes hands. Her fingers curl up into tight buldges in her pockets, teeth nibbling at her bottom lip as she stuffs down any comments. She's good, see?
"Aw alright, if you really wanna go. Next time I swear I'll win something huge though!" Magnes says with a serious face, holding up a determined fist.
9.21.07 - What happens when you mix Jubilee, Magnes, and Rogue? I don't know, but run like hell. |
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