[open log] another day in the life of julian keller, the kick-ass telekinetic

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

You guys know the deal. ;)

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10 a.m. - 11 a.m. | THE MOST IMPORTANT MEAL OF THE DAY

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Ah, here we are again. Julian stuffing his face with enough food to fuel at least a small army. He's tired and still jet-lagged, but he's shoveling the food down like a trooper. Luckily, he has an early morning class Friday so while he's in his sweats and he totally skipped class, he didn't have to be in the Danger Room this morning either.

Yeah, that's right. Julian's a slacker today.]

11 a.m. - 1 p.m. | In the den, chilling.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, he's still lazy today. It's dinner time for him right now, if he was still in London. He also hasn't showered yet so his usual immaculate hair is a huge mess. And he's watching television. Probably some manly movie like The Fast and the Furious.]

Re: 11 a.m. - 1 p.m. | In the den, chilling.

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

Slow day today.

Re: 11 a.m. - 1 p.m. | In the den, chilling.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian scoops some up, and in regular slacker fashion, drops half on his t-shirt and stuffs the rest on his mouth.]

You could say that again.

1 p.m. - 2 p.m. | lunching it up

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Same drill. Shoveling the food down. He's going to shower today. He is! After eating. Again. Maybe. Other than that he's in a pretty friendly mood, so you should say hello, how are you. Maybe get called a homo if you're Joshua Foley.]

2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Remember the shower? He hasn't taken it yet. No, no. Julian decides he needs to go for a pretty intense run because all he's been doing is watching television and eating. All. Day. All day. He is no sloth, and he's got a lot of energy to expend.

He'll probably shower after this. Maybe?]

Re: 2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

[Ali's out getting sweaty, too. She's already hot, so she doesn't need to work on that one. She's been sprinting through the denser, more wooded areas of the campus, having fun vaulting over bushes and swinging off low tree branches to clear streams. Coming up on the path, she tries this move again, but fumbles her landing, her foot getting caught in some brush. She yelps, covering her head as she crashes out of nowhere right into the middle of the path...

And right in front of Julian.]

Re: 2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[...and right into a cushioned telekinetic fall. As in not a fall at all. Ali's stopped an inch from the ground. Unfortunately, Julian still trips over her, rolling over onto his back. Or he would, if he didn't stop his fall, too. It all happens fast and comically, Julian less gracefully than usual finding his footing before using a wave of his hand to flip Ali onto her back, still buoyed by his shield.

He smirks, wipes some sweat from his brow, and slings a leg over her, leaning his elbows down on his knees.]

Anyone tell you that you have the grace of a ballerina? You're welcome, by the way.

Re: 2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

Did I never tell you about my stint with the Ballet Russe?

[She's panting a bit, sitting up to wipe her hands on her pants. She's so close she can smell Julian's sweat, and the fact that he hasn't showered yet. She's probably not her freshest right now, so she lets it go.]

And thanks. [She gives him a peck on the cheek.] Even though I'da been fine.

Re: 2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you would have scratched up your pretty face, and I couldn't have that.

[He smirk dips into a smile at the affectionate gesture, and he's relieved that his heart doesn't skip a bit or anything confusing like that. To be honest, he was waiting for it on some levels. But maybe London was just what he figured: a fluke. An odd moment or two. And there's no reason to get pissy and emo and romantic drama movie over Ali if he's not going to pursue her.

He steps back a pace or two and offers her a hand.]

Re: 2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[dazzlerock.livejournal.com]

[She takes it, letting him haul her up to her feet, and she brushes herself off, checking her bared tummy for scratches. Satisfied that she's come out of her obstacle run unscathed she sets to work picking the leaves out of her hair.]

True, I do have that date with Forge tonight. I probably shouldn't break my face until after that.

Re: 2 p.m. - 4 p.m. | getting hot~

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Oh. His brow lifts a little, his smile lingering but not really reaching his eyes. He's not jealous, just... curious now. And maybe still a little possessive. Concerned, whatever. Forge is still old for her. He's sure that's all he ever was--possessive, that is, but even so. He reaches up to run a slow hand through her hair, helping to push out the mess.]

Since when are you dating the old guy?

4 p.m. - 6 p.m. | video gaming

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian's playing Halo in the den. He... didn't shower yet. I bet he smells sexy if you like your men a day or two un-showered. He's really into this game though, using his telekinesis to use the controllers. And he's kicking ass.]

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[Emma's on her way back from the classrooms to her office as she passes through the den and spots her lovely young protege on the couch. She pauses and wrinkles her nose. This is really not becoming of someone who wants to be the next Tony Stark, okay?]

Aren't there more... valuable things you could be doing with your time, Mr. Keller?

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian pauses the game because... yeah, Emma Frost is a person to pause even the best game of Halo for. He raises an eyebrow and gives her his trademark smirk. He's so innocent.]

C'mon, Miss Frost, everyone needs an off day or two.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[She coughs lightly and makes an inspection of her nails.]

Not from some things, dear.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian just gives her a look of puzzlement. He does not know to what she is referring.]

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

The showers are in perfect working order. I suggest you make use of them.

[Only Emma Frost can manage to look classy while simultaneously giving him a look that just dares him to try and read into that more than he should. It's a finely honed talent.]

7 p.m. - 8 p.m. | dinnering

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[He showered before dinner, guys. Don't worry. Julian is now looking more like his usual pretty boy self and less like a sloth in sweats.]

8 p.m. - 12 p.m. | YANKEES VS. TEXAS YEAAHHHH

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian is in the den again, watching the game. There's snacks and drinks laid out and everyone's pumped. The Yankees have to win this game. Have to, or no World Series for them. Julian's kind of disgusted at how the Rangers are acting like they've already won. He takes a drink of his beer and shakes his head.]

Did you hear they had the pitchers at batting practice already? What is that shit?

I KNOW you know that I was going to be the one to respond to this.

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

Those... overconfident... Texan bastards...

I'm transparent~ :D

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Seriously, Julian's even kind of pissed over this! The Yankees are playing like shit, the Texans are dickholes... He's gritting his teeth and shaking his head all throughout the fifth inning.]

This is goddamn bullshit! Do you see how they're celebrating like they've already won the fucking game? Jesus Christ, why are they playing like such shit?

Re: I'm transparent~ :D

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

I have no words. Just. No words. Other than, I guess the Yankees team better start buying their vacation tickets right now, because they are done.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

God, man, don't say that yet. [Julian reaches a hand over to clap Josh's shoulder in manly comfort. That's when he notices the metallic black puddle and does a double take, now a little concerned. He chuckles a little.] Foley, breathe.

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I told you to stop calling him "homo"!