In A Modern Culture *Mod-Permitted Backdate to July 6th, 2010* Characters: Jubilee, Wolverine, OT Jean Grey, OT grown-ups of the X-variety, OT Prof Xavier I saw Roguemoon dropped...we'll work it out Setting: Xavier's School/Mansion Content: Maybe language, nothing dirty Summary: Jubilee finally asks for help with her little..."problem". Think back to this and directly refers to this from the other day. Jubilee huddled on the couch in the den, scarcely seeing the TV--some of the other X-Teens were watching a movie, but she had no interest in it. She was scared. Ever since she'd gotten that package from her (she thought) deceased Aunt Hope, Jubilee had the feeling she was being watched. Everyone had more or less forgotten about her room being trashed, coming as it did mere hours before the Mansion attack, and so she had tried to put it out of her mind. It was entirely possible that the room-trashing was a distraction for reconnaissance while people made ready to invade, and so she focused on her work with the incoming youngsters at the day camp for Gifted Youth which Xavier's school ran every summer.
Fear, however, had managed to sober the usually-cheerful girl to a noticeable degree...but no one had noticed. Logan was so busy that she had hardly seen him, and everyone else seemed lost in their own thoughts.
Today, walking around in town, she'd realized she was being followed. She lost the tail, or was pretty certain she had, but not before she noticed that her wallet had been gone-through--and replaced in her jacket pocket. Creepy.
Seemed someone still wanted the encrypted SD memory card she held (which she wisely carried inside her bra. It was pretty hard to get into that pocket).
Jubilee was scared enough by this that she texted Logan. If anyone would keep her safe, it was he--or so she hoped. Lately he'd been trusting her with what she felt was more responsibility and self-reliance than she could handle. Lately he'd been busy.
She didn't want to be everyone's kid sister forever, but it was nice, safe, felt warm and protected to be for at least a little while.
Jubilee still felt like she was being watched, though, so she absentmindedly checked her phone for text replies over and over for the twenty minutes until he should arrive back at the Mansion.