Literally Pirateninja (shadowcat) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-20 00:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, jubilation lee (jubilee), kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
She had some questions.
Who: Kitty and Jubilee
What: Kitty dreams of S.H.I.E.L.D and Jubilee dreams of going back to school.
When: Night of the epic drunk txting.
Where: Kitty flies on the Helicarrier as it crashes around New York City and Jubilee is at an Academy in MA.
Status: Complete!
Rating: PG-13
Kitty Pryde, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D had a nice ring to it. However, it got weirder from there. A flying carrier? Implausible but not the weirdest thing she'd ever seen. They needed her to fix their computers, so she'd become a sort of intern. The computer system had been easy enough to get into, it just needed her hand-print. She'd been upset that they wouldn't let her leave after that. Being stuck at ten-thousand feet wasn't her idea of fun.
But it still got weirder. Something had gotten into the computer systems. Something familiar. Something sinister. She was face to face with the demonic Ogun again. He'd taken over the carrier, to lure her. And through her lure Wolverine. She didn't like to be used. She could beat him. She knew she could. While the carrier careened through New York City she battled him on the Astral Plane. She beat him with the knowledge she'd gained since she last fought him. He was dead. Death was the absence of life.
When she woke, Kitty's hangover was so bad she cried out in pain. The memories cut through the cotton mouth and the jackhammer going off in her head. She had some questions, namely what the hell was S.H.I.E.L.D and how come Wolverine and Nick Fury were buddies. She liked the leather outfit look on herself though. And almost liked the shorter hair. Almost.
She stared at herself in the mirror, then looked over to where Jubilee lay passed out next to the toilet, and whispered, "Hope your dreams were..urk..pleasant."
Too loud! Too loud! Fuck it even thinking hurt. She slid down next to Jubilee and cradled her head in her hands. Why god why? Why did you invent hangovers? She swore she'd never drink again, in the universal hangover promise. Just wait until she looked at her phone.
Jubilee's dreams were more pleasant than her last one, at least, though no less horrific. She was back in school. Mutie school. There was an Irishman for a teacher, and a blonde bitch who might as well be naked for what she wore. One of her classmates was a total bitch as well. The girl whimpered. She hated school.
Although the explosions and fighting were exciting. Maybe mutie school wasn't so bad.