She asked sorrowfully, dreading some sort of terrible news.
"We must stay here for the week. The King is forbidding anyship leave the port. I can't do anything about it."
"What king are you speaking of?" she asked reproachfully.
"The king of Thailand."
"What?" she cried. "I thought we were in the middle of theMalaysian Islands."
He chuckled softly. "Yes, that's true, but Thailand islocated here as well. We are in Bangkok right now and best find someplace tostay."
Shocked at her current dilemma,Jubilee gathered her things and left to go.
She followed the captian into the bustling city. After a lotof walking, he had somehow contacted a good friend of his, an American, wholived in the vicinity and they were off to stay with him. He lived near thepalace.
It was a remarkable thing, even to Jubilee's eyes. She wasjust upset at the King that lie within it. She needed to get out of this placeand fast. The X-men did not need her under the rule of some monarchy at themoment.
The man she was staying with looked British. When she awokeafter a sleepless night, he came into her room unannounced saying that she mustdress quickly. He was connected somehow to the royal family and she was to seethe King today.
'Good!' she thought, 'Now I can give him a piece of mymind!'
Jubilee entered a room decorated with gold. Statues linedthe edges of the room and upon a higher level lay the throne. The King satcross-legged a motionless as though he appeared to have been carved of a piecewith the glittering throne. When inside the room, Jubilee and the man, who wasconnected to the King somehow, waited patiently for perhaps five minutes, but,when it appeared that no one intended to pay them the slightest attention,Jubilee whispered to the man, "Please present us at once. I need to get thisship deal settled and get out of here."
"Better to wait, ma'am," he demurred.
But Jubilee's patience was exhausted and she walked right upto the throne in front of the King.
The king caught sight of them at once. "Who? Who?" Jubileewas surprised to hear he spoke English.
The man next to her bent on his knees like the other Thaipeople and looked at the ground. "Your Majesty, this is Jubilee. She would liketo speak to you about a matter that is troubling her. She comes from America."
The King shook hands with her, watching her all the whileout of shrewd bird eyes. The dark look in them put a fear in the othersubjects, but she looked on defiantly, not letting some dumb King bother her.She did not bow like the others with their faces on the floor.
"You do no look old enough to be traveling by yourself. Howold shall you be?" he asked in a stentorian tone.
Jubilee became annoyed. "One hundred and fifty years old,sire."
His deep voice growled at her, looking at her with such adepth that she stood up straight, about to tell him what was on her mind.
"Your Majesty," she said through gritted teeth. "I have beenon a boat for a long time and am tired. I wish to go to Japan and not stay hereany longer. Please let my boat out of the Bangkok harbor at once."
The King suddenly became furious, looking at her again withhis anger-filled eyes.
I will not have such disrespect! Guards! Take her into the Palace Haremand teach her some manners! At once! he screamed.
Jubilee had rebellion in her eyes. She was ready to raise her arms up to paffhis face away, but thought better of it. She did not want to offend the Kingmore, so she went with the guards.
The guards put her in a room that was decorated simply. 'Great' she thought.'Now I'm being held prisoner.'
((Should I have the King be Logan?))
"We must stay here for the week. The King is forbidding anyship leave the port. I can't do anything about it."
"What king are you speaking of?" she asked reproachfully.
"The king of Thailand."
"What?" she cried. "I thought we were in the middle of theMalaysian Islands."
He chuckled softly. "Yes, that's true, but Thailand islocated here as well. We are in Bangkok right now and best find someplace tostay."
Shocked at her current dilemma,Jubilee gathered her things and left to go.
She followed the captian into the bustling city. After a lotof walking, he had somehow contacted a good friend of his, an American, wholived in the vicinity and they were off to stay with him. He lived near thepalace.
It was a remarkable thing, even to Jubilee's eyes. She wasjust upset at the King that lie within it. She needed to get out of this placeand fast. The X-men did not need her under the rule of some monarchy at themoment.
The man she was staying with looked British. When she awokeafter a sleepless night, he came into her room unannounced saying that she mustdress quickly. He was connected somehow to the royal family and she was to seethe King today.
'Good!' she thought, 'Now I can give him a piece of mymind!'
Jubilee entered a room decorated with gold. Statues linedthe edges of the room and upon a higher level lay the throne. The King satcross-legged a motionless as though he appeared to have been carved of a piecewith the glittering throne. When inside the room, Jubilee and the man, who wasconnected to the King somehow, waited patiently for perhaps five minutes, but,when it appeared that no one intended to pay them the slightest attention,Jubilee whispered to the man, "Please present us at once. I need to get thisship deal settled and get out of here."
"Better to wait, ma'am," he demurred.
But Jubilee's patience was exhausted and she walked right upto the throne in front of the King.
The king caught sight of them at once. "Who? Who?" Jubileewas surprised to hear he spoke English.
The man next to her bent on his knees like the other Thaipeople and looked at the ground. "Your Majesty, this is Jubilee. She would liketo speak to you about a matter that is troubling her. She comes from America."
The King shook hands with her, watching her all the whileout of shrewd bird eyes. The dark look in them put a fear in the othersubjects, but she looked on defiantly, not letting some dumb King bother her.She did not bow like the others with their faces on the floor.
"You do no look old enough to be traveling by yourself. Howold shall you be?" he asked in a stentorian tone.
Jubilee became annoyed. "One hundred and fifty years old,sire."
His deep voice growled at her, looking at her with such adepth that she stood up straight, about to tell him what was on her mind.
"Your Majesty," she said through gritted teeth. "I have beenon a boat for a long time and am tired. I wish to go to Japan and not stay hereany longer. Please let my boat out of the Bangkok harbor at once."
The King suddenly became furious, looking at her again withhis anger-filled eyes.
I will not have such disrespect! Guards! Take her into the Palace Haremand teach her some manners! At once! he screamed.
Jubilee had rebellion in her eyes. She was ready to raise her arms up to paffhis face away, but thought better of it. She did not want to offend the Kingmore, so she went with the guards.
The guards put her in a room that was decorated simply. 'Great' she thought.'Now I'm being held prisoner.'
((Should I have the King be Logan?))