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 “What do you know about your brother?” Jubilee asked, turning her eyes back to the screen and picking up her pen again. “Like, what’s the first thing you think of when you think about him?” It wasn’t that she wasn’t affected by Amanda’s words, but given the amount of training she’d received from both Remy and the guilds, she’d learnt to contain some of her more flamboyant responses. It certainly led to less misunderstandings, and less running battles in the long run. That and a genuine respect for the consequences of her own actions, at least in regards to people she worked with and spent time around meant that she could meet this conversation with a certain degree of restraint that would have been unthinkable even as late as a year ago. Everything had changed when the universes fell and they needed to patch things together again, including Jubilee’s need for chaos and excitement. "He's good," Amanda replied instantly. "Kind, loyal, sweet... and sometimes, a little too much so for his own good. He gets hurt easy. What's the phrase? 'A precious cinnamon roll, too good for this world'." She shrugged a little at Jubilee's response to the meme. "There's a lot of wanna-be witches on Tumblr, as well as the real thing. I pick stuff up." “Do you remember when Nate was an X-man, back in the day?” Jubilee asked, not being able to help the smile at Amanda’s description of Kurt, he was definitely all those things, but he was also strong as well, more than capable of taking care of himself. “Would you say that being an X-man is a pretty hazardous job?” "Nate also had a hero complex and specialised in putting himself in harm's way even when he didn't need to," Amanda pointed out. "Not to mention a habit of getting knocked on the head. Kurt's smarter than that, if that's what you're getting at. I know none of us is immortal, especially after... you know. But you have to admit our job doesn't exactly lead to a retirement in the country with the grandkids." “Remy was always fond of telling me I’d die on the job,” Jubilee admitted with a shrug, writing down another note. “But since when has that meant not having a life? Remy married ‘Ro, didn’t he?” "And they both died. Nate and Moira died. Jean died, and left Scott dealing with another whole different version of her." Amanda sighed. "And why do you have to get married? Can't you have a life without that bit of paper?" “Dude, if it’s just a bit of paper, why are you so against it?” Jubilee noted, giving her a look. “Do you really think Kurt’s going to be fine with me biting it just because I don’t have his ring on my finger when it happens? Or have you been hoping he’d come to his senses and see what a waste of time I was?” Now she was angry, and really, wasn’t that the point? She’d been trying to be reasonable, to be mature about this conversation, prove something to herself maybe. But she’d be damned if she was going to sit here and let someone dictate her life because they didn’t think she was good enough. “It’s fine when I’m just his bit of somethingsomething on the side, he’ll get sick of me eventually and then you can go back to setting him on that pedestal, the amazing big brother who’s too perfect for this world. Well, guess what, he thinks I’m worth it. Every single fucking time I’ve told him he should find someone else, he’s still here. So I’m marrying him, because he’s worth it, because he deserves to feel like he matters enough to me to do it.” "It's not what the bit of paper means to me, it's what it means to him," Amanda shot back. "He's the religious one, who believes in all that stuff. And I'm sick to death of watching everyone I care about get destroyed by losing people! Yeah, Kurt got off lucky with this whole end of the world thing - he lost some friends and an ex-girlfriend, but his family and you came through the same. And it's not even about you. Hell, I'd be the same if it was Wanda and he getting hitched, 'cause to Kurt it's permanent. It's forever, and we don't fucking get forever. We don't get normal." |
