xmutanthigh | [OPEN POST] vivaaaaa las vegas

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[OPEN POST] vivaaaaa las vegas

Characters: Julian Keller, you!
Setting: Your dorm room door.
Content: Look this is the start of an epic vacation. Get in line.
Status: Open and incomplete.
Thread-jacking: JACK AWAY.
NOTE: Those tagged are the doors he's knocking on. If your character is not tagged, you're free to throw them in the mix another way.

[Sometimes... Julian is impulsive, rash, and just plain extravagant for the sake of being extravagant. This doesn't necessarily explain why he's knocking on your door, but it's about to.]

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[Bobby's in his room with Laura. She is sitting cross-legged on his bed, reading a book; he's at his desk with his accounting textbooks. They have been spending most of their spare time in each other's company lately, not necessarily talking or kissing or doing things together, but enjoying the ease and comfort of being close.

Bobby's absorbed in his study and doesn't notice the footsteps approaching his room. Laura does, of course, and it's she who opens the door, just barely after Julian's rapped his knuckles on it once, with a flat and quiet Hello.

Bobby looks up and his eyebrows shoot up at the sight of the other boy. He comes over to stand behind Laura, one hand casually resting on her hip.] Hey, Julian. What's going on?

[Has it been mentioned Laura freaks Julian out? Because she continues to freak him out. He wasn't expecting Laura to answer Bobby's door obviously, so he shakes the surprise and the creeps he's experiencing, pulling his eyes from the way too hot and way too scary girl in front of him, his attention resting on Bobby. There, now he can concentrate. And not on the freaky hot clone's stare. Which she is still pining him with.

His expression slides into something more comfortable, one side of his lips turning up into a smile - the kind of smile people should probably look out for.]

How'd you two feel about a vacation to Vegas?

[Laura blinks calmly, her eyebrows raising only slightly at the question. She replies, "Why?"]

[Bobby is mildly amused by Julian's discomfort with Laura. It's not uncommon for other students to be unnerved by her blank stares and blunt responses, but because it's Julian - arguably the mansion's biggest ego - it's extra funny.

But he kind of gets it, too, because it's not like Bobby's immune from thinking Laura's a little strange. So he forces down his smirk.

He raises an eyebrow at Julian's suggestion. Vegas? Really? Laura's already asked the burning question.]

Yeah, what brought this on?

[Julian doesn't find it that amusing. Probably because he gets girls. All girls. In all the ways that can imply. And Laura? Laura's not a regular girl. She throws him off his game. He's not sure he wants to have game with her. She could chop off vital bits before he could even take a breath.

He smiles though, flashing his usual devil-may-care smile. Look, his plan is solid.]

We're all tense. Could use a break over a long weekend. What do you say, Iceman? Take one for the team?

[This is Julian's way of saying: This last mission was hard and life-changing and all the sad bullshit. Let's have some fun and bond and crap.]

[Bobby gets it. And he thinks it's a good idea, actually, but he's Mr Responsible so he needs details first.] I'm guessing the whole team's invited... and that it hasn't been run by the staff yet. [The corner of his mouth quirks in a not-unfriendly smirk.]

Doesn't need to be. [Yeah, that's a smug smirk pointed right back in Bobby's direction.] I got the money to cover it, so long as people chip in what they can. We're all eighteen.

[Bobby lets out a low whistle.] Flying us all out to Vegas? Generous, man.

[Gently, he squeezes Laura's hip. She's spent this entire exchange fixing her unwavering gaze on Julian. At this gesture, she turns her head and looks up at Bobby.]

How about it, Laura? Holiday in Vegas? [The smile he gives her is charming, bright and unassuming.]

I got it, Iceman. [Julian says this like only he would say this - as if it's just the reassuring truth and yet he's still a little smug about it. He crosses his arms and leans against the door jam, waiting for Laura's answer - he's a bit more at ease without that stare on him.]

What do you say?

[Laura, however, does not look at Julian at his question; instead she quietly studies Bobby's expression. She cannot think of a reason they should not. The truth is, Laura never minded breaking a few rules for her own reasons.

"Okay. I can pay my share, Julian."

It's only then she looks back to the telekinetic. Julian raises a brow.]

You got a few thousand dollars?

["Yes. I have one-hundred forty-six thousand two-hundred and fifty three dollars." Blink. Julian's expression is a bit shell-shocked.]

[Yeah. Bobby's kind of taken aback by this as well. That explains why he's staring wide-eyed at Laura right now.] You have - [He breaks off, shaking his head, refraining from asking how on earth she got that much money. He can just add this to the list of things he doesn't understand about his mysterious girlfriend.

Turning his attention back to Julian, he smooths over the moment with a smile.] Okay. We're in. I'll, uh, chip in what I can.

[Laura barely reacts to the boys' surprise. Her expression, as always, is merely guarded and blank. She stares up at Bobby through her lashes. She hopes he does not ask. If he does, she will say it was her mother's, the Facility's. That is not a lie. Some of it, though. Some of it is hers and hers alone.

Julian's back to smiling too however, brushing off Laura's big bank account. "Awesome. See you around." And then he's off down the hall.

Silently, Laura turns back into the room and sits on Bobby's bed to continue her book.]

Edited 2011-04-30 04:29 (UTC)

[Bobby shuts the door. As his eyes turn to the accounting books spread over his desk, he smiles: going to Vegas means finally getting away for a while. After their last mission, he'd been thrown back into the hassles of everyday life as a college student, tutor and junior X-Man, and he's definitely ready for a break now.

His gaze shifts to Laura and his smile wavers slightly. Her earlier revelation has shocked him into realising how little he knows about her life before Xavier's. How little he knows about what she did to survive.

There's some instinct in him that tells him not to press. From the few hints and clues she's dropped before, Bobby knows that her past is a painful subject, not just for her, but for him - he knows that there's some darkness there that he probably isn't ready to hear about. Some day, maybe. But not right now.

So he injects a little cheerfulness in his voice as he shoves his hands in his pockets.]

So, Vegas! This could be fun, huh?

I have been there on missions. [She volunteers this information in a clear voice, her eyes following the words on the opened page in her lap. But she's not really seeing them. She senses Bobby's curiosity, hears the falseness of his tone. She has nothing to be ashamed of - and yet she feels... a tenseness. An anger inside of her.] It is supposed to be fun.

Oh. [Missions. Supposed to be fun. The strange tension in his chest is swept away by a sudden feeling of sadness, for all the things that were supposed to be fun that she never got to experience, or experienced in ways that should never have happened.

He sits down beside her and reaches out to brush his fingers over her wrist. Unfathomable green eyes travel from his hand to his own blue eyes, which are open and honest and kind.]

This time it will be.

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[OPEN POST] vivaaaaa las vegas

I figured I'd save you from split-personality disorder. XD

hahaha thanks mindy <3 this is helpful

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Wooooah, sorry for the marathon tag! That'll teach me to tag past midnight...

shush, i love marathon tags :D

Re: shush, i love marathon tags :D