15132/Angry Walk of Shame
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| Angry Walk of Shame | |
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| Date of Scene: | 12 June 2023 |
| Location: | Jubilee and Noriko's Apt - College House |
| Synopsis: | Noriko and Jubilation are still fighting, but that's not all they are doing. |
| Cast of Characters: | Jubilation Lee, Noriko Ashida
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- Jubilation Lee has posed:
On the floor of an Xavier's School college apartment, Jubilation Lee's coffin sits where a bed might normally be placed. Every night, once the sun has all but disappeared over the horizon, Jubilation's corpse returns to life and rises out of that coffin. She certainly doesn't need to use one, but she's strangely drawn to it and, hey, it's tradition! Of course, a vampire's coffin isn't /exactly/ the same as the ones that people get buried in. They tend to be much more comfortable and, of course, personalized. Jubilee's coffin was made by a certain speedster, with all the care and love that might make someone mistake it for an honest-to-goodness antique. Once Jubilation got settled in, the inside started to resemble the inside of a teenage girl's locker. Glow-in-the-dark stars, Polaroids, hand-written notes, and other souvenirs from her life decorate the inside walls, secured with stickers and strips of brightly patterned washi tape. Returning from the dead each evening is not a pleasant experience, but at least she does it in a place that feels like home.
At least, it used to feel like home. Things are weird and tense in apartment 404. Jubilation and Noriko have been fighting about something and Noriko has been couch surfing ever since. They've been icing each other out, giving dirty looks, and generally just extending their argument's unpleasantness into their daily interactions. It's the kind of argument that is born out of misunderstanding, though neither of them really understand that, yet. The only thing that's clear is just how unpleasant the last couple of weeks have been.
The heavy wooden lid slides off of the coffin and Jubilee comes into view, sitting up in that weird-as-hell stiff-as-a-board way that horror movies like to show. Just like in life, Jubilation 'wakes' with her hair in total chaos, a thick, matted nest of knots. Her makeup is smeared, most evident by the subtle pink gloss that surrounds her mouth. Her t-shirt hangs over one shoulder. Jubilation blinks a couple of times and tries to get her bearings. She looks down at her side and frowns.
Another thing that makes a vampire coffin a little different from a burial coffin is that some of them, like Jubilee's, can fit more than one person.
"Alright, visit's over, now get back to your side of the apartment!" Jubilation shouts. She sticks her arm out, straight as a steel beam, and points her index finger at the open door that leads to the rest of their apartment. A long, blue strip of painters tape divides the apartment into two, equal halves. The border begins where one wall meets the ceiling, goes down that wall, extends across the living room, paths over the middle of the couch, and then goes up the opposite wall. The bedroom happens to be in Jubilee's half, a spoil of war that she took right from the beginning of /The Fight/.
Jubilation will continue to point at the door and give Noriko the stink eye until she's out of view. Once Noriko's gone from the bedroom, Jubilation lowers her arm and relaxes her face. "Weirdest fight ever," she whispers glumly to herself before pulling the neckline of her shirt up and over her shoulder.
- Noriko Ashida has posed:
Certainly unpleasant. Noriko has made herself scarce. Truth be told, she's been spending a lot of time after hours back down on the streets, just wanting to feel connected to something again. When she has been in the apartment, she's been flitting around at her own pace, but juuust slow enough that she knows Jubilation can see her blurring around, feeling the little gusts as she wooshes by.
This was not what the speedster had planned. But the coffin is so comfy...(but really Jubilee is so comfy).
Noriko groans into a pillow. This is not how she wanted to be woken up. After. DAMNIT! "FINE!" she shouts back with all of her morning breath at point blank range. She takes all the pillows and blankets with her and forgets her clothes before she absconds to the living room. About halfway to the door she realizes she's naked and also that she doesn't care. Let Jubilation deal with it. UGH! THIS WAS NOT WHAT SHE PLANNED.
"WELL DON'T EXPECT IT TO BE A REGULAR THING!" Where did that come from? Noriko flushes for reasons she doesn't understand and also because it sounds so dumb.
- Jubilation Lee has posed:
"Oh, nice try with the Leave Behind!" Jubilation shouts, even rolling her eyes to make it sound particularly sarcastic. What's a Leave Behind? A flash of memory suddenly torments Jubilation. It's just a little ripple from Jubilation's life, an unremarkable evening, one that played out countless times with a variety of permutations. It's just Jubilee and Nori, back when they were nothing more than roommates in the dorms, watching an old Seinfeld re-run where George invented the Leave Behind.
In the episode, George purposely left a fur hat in his date's apartment so she'd have to see him at least one more time. Jubilee and Nori tried to make their own hats out of stacks of tightly folded clothes so they could look as stupid as George Costanza did. Jubilee tried to make Nori shoot Sprite out of her nose by repeatedly leaving the dorm room and re-entering the same way Kramer would slide into Jerry's apartment like a hurricane. It was just a dumb evening of goofing around, utterly unremarkable to an outside observer, but the seeds of the future were being planted with each stolen glance. It was just one of those evenings where they were doing nothing important while unknowingly falling in love.
In the present, Jubilation is standing in her vampire coffin loudly accusing Noriko of doing a Leave Behind. How did things go so wrong?
Jubilation picks up Noriko's clothes from the sides of the coffin, steps out of it, and angrily stomps towards the door so she can hurl the clothes at the departing speedster. Of course, it's just a loosely packed handful of clothing, so each garment just goes off in its own direction and fumbles to the floor to zero effect. Jubilation grabs the doorknob and closes the door so the opening is only wide enough for her face to peek out.
"Oh, yeah, like I'd even /want/ it to be a regular thing!" she shouts back, rolling her eyes yet again for maximum effect before slamming the door the rest of the way shut. Jubilee glares at the back of the closed door before noticing that her shirt is on backwards. Jubilee sighs, rolls her eyes at herself this time, and pulls her arms back through the sleeves so she can spin the shirt around. Once that's settled, Jubilation lowers her eyes, hesitates, and immediately reopens the bedroom door.
"For the /record/, I'm choosing to come back out but it's only because I'm hungry!" she announces stubbornly while stomping across the apartment to reach the fridge.
- Noriko Ashida has posed:
"That's not what you shouted a few hours ago," Noriko calls out and then chuckles to herself with satisfaction. How /did/ they get here? Some psychologists would have a few theories to put forth, based on the hand both of these young women were dealt, but no one invited one to this fight.
Noriko pads her way to the kitchen in a blur, shedding the bedding halfway across the living room on her way to drink orange juice straight from the jug. Her hair is just a fitful blue storm, little trickles of electricity roiling here and there like constellations of anger.
"It's not my fault you have such a weakness." Noriko says that knowing full well she was falling all over herself for Jubilee, but if there's anything her secret acting gig has given her, it's more absurd confidence. She says that standing right next to Jubilation, not getting out of the way to make it any easier on her with access to the fridge.
- Jubilation Lee has posed:
"Oh, yeah, good one!" Jubilee fires back, electing to respond /quickly/ instead of delivering a truly worthy come-back. She punches it up a little by relaxing her face and lidding her eyes so she can look totally unimpressed with the speedster's quip. She slooooooooowly claps her hands a few times.
"Ugh, do you /have/ to do that?" Jubilation complains. She narrows her eyes while watching Noriko drink straight out of the carton of orange juice. It's kind of an absurd thing to take issue with, considering that Nori's the only one who even drinks orange juice anymore. Still, Nori's playing her part in this fight and Jubilee is playing, too.
"Hello, excuse /you/!" Jubilee exclaims, really playing up how inconvenienced she is by Nori's unwillingness to move for her. She could absolutely get past Noriko with some kind of unearthly vampire movement, but there are rules to fighting.
Of course, the rules of fighting were broken last night, but that's besides the point.
After some gentle shoving, Jubilation would eventually get a plastic pouch of blood from the fridge and take it over to the opposite side of the kitchen, right in the No Man's Land where things start to get a little 'living roomy.'
Jubilee looks down at the pouch of blood held down at her waist, lips puckered to one side as she falls into her thoughts. Should the speedster look over, she'd see Jubilee leaned against the wall, blood pouch in hand, just as expected, but her head is tilted a little towards the shoulder closest to the bedroom they just left. One of her legs is bent at the knee, also pointing towards the bedroom. Her expression has softened. Jubilee lifts her eyebrows and shrugs one shoulder at the speedster, silently holding her gaze while waiting for Noriko's response.
- Noriko Ashida has posed:
If Jubilation were to ignore Noriko's little jabs, her unspoken thorns, it wouldn't even be a fight. The uncouthness is calculated and received just as expected. It gives Noriko a smugness to chug for two seconds longer.
Noriko might not openly say she appreciates Jubilation's flair for drama, but she sure would miss it. How can somebody have a fight if no one wants to play? She weathers the gentle shoving, trying not to like it and ending up with an extremely stony look on her face. She doesn't outright prevent the vampire from getting her blood though. She's not a maniac (well she is, but not right now).
In all her sulky, slouchy stormy glory, Noriko considers Jubilation as she regards her pouch...and then? Her head tilts, lips draw together thoughtfully, a squint...and it all breaks into a nonchalant nod before she cavalierly strides back into the bedroom, dragging the bedding along with her as if to say, hurry up.
