Hey! So this is real short, but I promise that a new one will be up faster. Pinky promise!
She woke with a start, claws out and ready, but a quick scan of the room showed no signs of danger. Falling back on the bed and rubbing her eyes, she tried to collect her thoughts through a throbbing head ache. "What happened?"
Out of the corner a figure stepped out, with a bashful smile. "Well, I took a bite and you've been out for awhile. And by awhile, I mean… like eight hours."
A groan escaped her lips as she sat up. "Eight hours? How did I sleep that long?" She looked to Jubilee in question, "What have you done for that time?"
"Oh, well ya know…" she scuffed her boot on the floor, avoiding eye contact.
"You returned to the diner, didn't you?"
"….Yeah…. But I got you breakfast!"
"Isn't it past noon?"
There was silence between the two, and a harsh wind caused the building to moan.
"Well, I am glad to see you are unharmed. May I ask what happened to my clothes?"
The vampire blushed furiously as Laura pulled the sheet she had been tangled in away from her, leaving the confused girl just in her underwear.
"Oh, yeah, well umm… you were pretty drenched- ya know, from the ally way- and it's bad to stay in wet clothes. At least I think it is- I can't remember now." Silence once again filled the gap between them, "Awkward…."
Laura shrugged and stood up "I have a healing factor, I don't get sick. I have slept in many conditions- none of which I became ill from." She stretched her arms, releasing her claws as she went.
"Oh, healing factor…" Jubilee rubbed the back of her head and blushed an unhealthy amount. "I guess I didn't know that applied to getting a cold. Oh, you… y-your clothes are hanging in the bathroom. I- uh… I'll bring you some food. And… yeah." With that she dashed out of the small bedroom.
Laura turned to find her clothes, hopping over the collection of bottles and take out boxes that seemed to grow daily.
Her spine popped as she bulled her black shirt over her torso, and began to think about their target. The whole mission had holes in it- missing information that was standard on cases like this, such as the targets weight and eye color. Of course this information was easily guessed from his picture, but it just didn't make sense.
She fastened her belt and sighed. None of this was making sense. Had this been an X-Force target, he would've been dead days ago, so why was he still alive? Why did Emma Frost- current headmistress and technical leader of the X-Men want her to kill this man? The X-Men do not kill, or at least try very hard not to, so why was this an X-Men job? What did Jubilee have to do with anything? Why didn't Logan meet them at the diner?
She left the bathroom, knowing that there were no answers there. Jubilee was waiting in the main room, which was only slightly larger than the bedroom. "Breakfast is served!" She announced with a grin, showing the assortment of McDonalds breakfast, beer, bacon and tiny syrup packets stacked in a pyramid.
"I spooked some guy by accident and he threw all this at me. Isn't it great!"
The two sat down and began their day- it was going to be a long one.