CLUBLIGHTS
Disclaimer" M-X Don't own them. Enjoy!
For all you junkies, I wouldn't let 2003 end without an update, I'm not that cruel!!!
Happy New Year!!!
It took a while for Jesse to absorb Jordan's words. He'd listened patiently, and with both ears wide open, but nothing would settle in. Again, he found himself in the familiar. A bar, with a drink and his hand on it. Ironically, he didn't like the taste of alcohol. It was the sting he preferred. Like fire, it'd burn away what he didn't want to feel and that made him religious to it. In that aspect, he now understood his dwelling in the bars and clubs of the city. At first, it was to escape in the ghosts. But one thing he realized was that the things we run from, usually are what we want the most and for so long, he'd wanted Emma DeLauro.
But now, in his head and heart, she'd become Lexa Pierce.
Under the color-drenched lights, people lost themselves, found solace or drowned - what ever their pleasure was. And for Jesse, with his love waiting back at the rock and his teammates words in his head, it began to spin. Damn! He thought. I need some daytime activities.
"I thought this was over." The molecular looked up to see Brennen plop down on the adjacent stool. His dark eyes watching the drink that waited for Jesse to lift it.
"Jordan sent you."
"Came on my own, Rocky." His face showed that he knew of their conversation. "But she did suggest it."
"Like a good little woman, huh." The molecular smirked.
"Jess, never call any female in Sanctuary 'little woman'." His fingers made the accompanying gestures before settling around his beer bottle. "That'll knock off a few years."
"So noted." Jesse leaned on the counter, watching the life (if you could cal it that) go on around him. As natural as this was for he and Brennen to just sit in a bar. His nerves were on end. "When did Jordan tell you everything, and I mean everything?"
"What they went through at the club?" Brennen's brow furrowed together in thought. "That day we all came back from Amnesia. We were in her room together, and she spilled everything."
"Damn,,," Jesse thought. His mind raced with her words, and the imagery that followed.
"I,,, didn't know what to say at first. But they did choose to do this on their own. And Jordan didn't act like I had no right to be mad or anything. They endured a lot."
"Brennen, they could have been raped."
"Or murdered, or whatever else horrible that could happen to a woman in that environment. But they weren't." His words finished with the elemental taking a much-needed sip of his beer. "Thank God for that."
Jesse's mind traveled back over Jordan's words. They had gone into the club, knowing they would have to take off their clothes from the very beginning. And they knew that strange men would see them as objects, passing judgments on their physicality. They even knew that there would be some grouping involved. But seeing the other mutants somehow endure what just barely passed them buy was sickening enough. Girls were passed off from man to man like the very cash exchanged for them. And in the dressing rooms, the females of Mutant X saw the results all too well. Bruises, ripped clothing, some nauseous and barely able to walk from their 'encounters'. "Yep, Jess." Brennen continued. "Mavaro has his own special place in hell for that."
"So you didn't think twice about killing him."
"Um,,,,no." Brennen replied. "The whole point of one living with his sin, is that he's able to carry it and learn from it in the rest of his life. I was wrong for the act, but the end was justified. He won't hurt another woman, and that I can live with."
"Did he attack Jordan in that office?"
"He would have."
"You know?"
"I saw," Brennen snapped, his eyes were flashing back to that moment, and how easy it all had been. "My point is, it could have been Lex in there, I would have done the same damn thing."
Somehow, Jesse found solace in that. Brennen felt it his duty to play protector and that included people he didn't always care for. The molecular ran a hand through his hair, realizing how long it'd actually gotten. "You went in that room, knowing what would happen?"
"Kind of. I really didn't expect to see Jordan,,, y'know."
"Ah, can't say it now that you two are 'involved'." Jesse grinned. Brennen rolled his eyes smirking at the man.
"I didn't expect to see her 'take her clothes off'."
"Brave man." The blonde replied sarcastically.
"Whatever. But I didn't plan on killing Movaro. You would have done the same thing."
"I know."
"Anyway, I'm glad it's over." Brennen exhaled. "And since you're not gonna drink that. We can go."
Jesse was surprised to see the liquor still in front of him. "You know, I still think of Emma."
"Yeah, but you aren't consumed anymore, and she doesn't haunt you. You've got a new ball and chain, poor guy."
"Watch it, Sparky. Lexa's not so bad."
"Not from where you stand, dude."
"Funny." Jesse smirked as the men stood.
"The thing is, you got past it. Didn't mean you left her behind. She would have wanted you to move on, even if with -LEXA."
"One more time, Brennen." Jesse grinned. His massed hand glowed feverishly one the counter.
"Please, break my jaw, Jordan'll kick your ass." The men exited the bar, walking the cool night to their cars. Jesse some how felt better. Emma watched over them, and Lexa was waiting. He was suddenly in a hurry to go back to the Rock.
Disclaimer" M-X Don't own them. Enjoy!
For all you junkies, I wouldn't let 2003 end without an update, I'm not that cruel!!!
Happy New Year!!!
It took a while for Jesse to absorb Jordan's words. He'd listened patiently, and with both ears wide open, but nothing would settle in. Again, he found himself in the familiar. A bar, with a drink and his hand on it. Ironically, he didn't like the taste of alcohol. It was the sting he preferred. Like fire, it'd burn away what he didn't want to feel and that made him religious to it. In that aspect, he now understood his dwelling in the bars and clubs of the city. At first, it was to escape in the ghosts. But one thing he realized was that the things we run from, usually are what we want the most and for so long, he'd wanted Emma DeLauro.
But now, in his head and heart, she'd become Lexa Pierce.
Under the color-drenched lights, people lost themselves, found solace or drowned - what ever their pleasure was. And for Jesse, with his love waiting back at the rock and his teammates words in his head, it began to spin. Damn! He thought. I need some daytime activities.
"I thought this was over." The molecular looked up to see Brennen plop down on the adjacent stool. His dark eyes watching the drink that waited for Jesse to lift it.
"Jordan sent you."
"Came on my own, Rocky." His face showed that he knew of their conversation. "But she did suggest it."
"Like a good little woman, huh." The molecular smirked.
"Jess, never call any female in Sanctuary 'little woman'." His fingers made the accompanying gestures before settling around his beer bottle. "That'll knock off a few years."
"So noted." Jesse leaned on the counter, watching the life (if you could cal it that) go on around him. As natural as this was for he and Brennen to just sit in a bar. His nerves were on end. "When did Jordan tell you everything, and I mean everything?"
"What they went through at the club?" Brennen's brow furrowed together in thought. "That day we all came back from Amnesia. We were in her room together, and she spilled everything."
"Damn,,," Jesse thought. His mind raced with her words, and the imagery that followed.
"I,,, didn't know what to say at first. But they did choose to do this on their own. And Jordan didn't act like I had no right to be mad or anything. They endured a lot."
"Brennen, they could have been raped."
"Or murdered, or whatever else horrible that could happen to a woman in that environment. But they weren't." His words finished with the elemental taking a much-needed sip of his beer. "Thank God for that."
Jesse's mind traveled back over Jordan's words. They had gone into the club, knowing they would have to take off their clothes from the very beginning. And they knew that strange men would see them as objects, passing judgments on their physicality. They even knew that there would be some grouping involved. But seeing the other mutants somehow endure what just barely passed them buy was sickening enough. Girls were passed off from man to man like the very cash exchanged for them. And in the dressing rooms, the females of Mutant X saw the results all too well. Bruises, ripped clothing, some nauseous and barely able to walk from their 'encounters'. "Yep, Jess." Brennen continued. "Mavaro has his own special place in hell for that."
"So you didn't think twice about killing him."
"Um,,,,no." Brennen replied. "The whole point of one living with his sin, is that he's able to carry it and learn from it in the rest of his life. I was wrong for the act, but the end was justified. He won't hurt another woman, and that I can live with."
"Did he attack Jordan in that office?"
"He would have."
"You know?"
"I saw," Brennen snapped, his eyes were flashing back to that moment, and how easy it all had been. "My point is, it could have been Lex in there, I would have done the same damn thing."
Somehow, Jesse found solace in that. Brennen felt it his duty to play protector and that included people he didn't always care for. The molecular ran a hand through his hair, realizing how long it'd actually gotten. "You went in that room, knowing what would happen?"
"Kind of. I really didn't expect to see Jordan,,, y'know."
"Ah, can't say it now that you two are 'involved'." Jesse grinned. Brennen rolled his eyes smirking at the man.
"I didn't expect to see her 'take her clothes off'."
"Brave man." The blonde replied sarcastically.
"Whatever. But I didn't plan on killing Movaro. You would have done the same thing."
"I know."
"Anyway, I'm glad it's over." Brennen exhaled. "And since you're not gonna drink that. We can go."
Jesse was surprised to see the liquor still in front of him. "You know, I still think of Emma."
"Yeah, but you aren't consumed anymore, and she doesn't haunt you. You've got a new ball and chain, poor guy."
"Watch it, Sparky. Lexa's not so bad."
"Not from where you stand, dude."
"Funny." Jesse smirked as the men stood.
"The thing is, you got past it. Didn't mean you left her behind. She would have wanted you to move on, even if with -LEXA."
"One more time, Brennen." Jesse grinned. His massed hand glowed feverishly one the counter.
"Please, break my jaw, Jordan'll kick your ass." The men exited the bar, walking the cool night to their cars. Jesse some how felt better. Emma watched over them, and Lexa was waiting. He was suddenly in a hurry to go back to the Rock.