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Jean-Paul Beaubier had a black eye and a duffel bag when he landed on the balcony of his apartment on Fandom. He let himself in with his key, threw the duffel down, and went to the freezer for a package of frozen peas for the eye. Then he dug his cell phone out of his pocket to call Scott Summers.

"He is not coming back--I do not know, Scott, it might have something to do with how you suck. And I botched it, too. He has PTSD, and now he has run away from home, so. I suppose we are thrilled with our success? No, I am not coming back, either. I was there two hours ago. I packed my things and said goodbye to my sister. So. Goodbye." He hung up the phone and left it on the counter as he leafed through his accumulated mail. Something from the school caught his eye.

"Fantastique," he muttered when he saw he was to resume teaching in the morning. At least the subject matter looked like he could do it in his sleep.

((Open to anyone with reason to be at Jean-Paul and Lulu's?))

Date: 2008-07-07 05:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Lulu came into the kitchen, having heard Jean-Paul returning, but before she said anything she turned around and walked right back out.

Only to return a moment later with a tin of lemon drops, which she opened and offered to Jean-Paul. "You look like you need a pick-me-up," she said.

Date: 2008-07-07 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"It... could be better, but I have seen worse," Lulu replied, truthfully. If not perhaps the whole truth. "I'd offer yoi a Potion, but I don't have any left."

Sure, she could Curaga him, but that would be rather like using a longsword to chop onions.

Date: 2008-07-07 05:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Lulu's expression, as she popped a lemon drop into her mouth, was very clearly, "I will not ask. I will not ask. I will not ask."

She asked.

"You let someone hit you?"

Date: 2008-07-07 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Lulu frowned. "Ah. Yes." She set the lemon drops onto the counter, and then reached up and pulled down another tin.

This one contained Oral Sex.

"Just one," she said. "You know what chocolate does to you."

Date: 2008-07-07 05:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Well, if you insist. Two, then." She paused. "And another couple in a little while, I would think, if you would like."

Date: 2008-07-07 05:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Antarctica," Lulu told him. "You also missed France, a tropical island, Madagascar, and Hades trying to take over the island."

Date: 2008-07-07 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"... Isn't the South Pole generally cold?" Lulu asked. "I am certain there is some science behind it. And yes, you did, unfortunately."

Date: 2008-07-07 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Lulu chuckled. "Well, regardless," she said, "we are currently in Antarctica." She paused. "Hades, as I said, tried to take over the island. I rather thought that might get a reaction."

Date: 2008-07-07 06:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"I didn't say I expected a big reaction." Lulu smiled softly. "Aside from being hit in the face, how was your time away? I hope it wasn't... too eventful?"

Date: 2008-07-07 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"And I, for one, am very glad to have you back." Lulu's smile widened. "Perhaps we should head out clubbing again, sometime soon. Yes?"

Date: 2008-07-07 06:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Well, of course," Lulu said. "We can't have you going out looking anything less than your best."

She held out the tin. "... More Oral Sex?"


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