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Favorite Characters: Jubilation Lee (Jubilee) - Marvel

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Jubilee sat next to Jean as the older girl watched the lake behind the institute.  “Hi Jean!” Jubilee gave her a small smile.

If she was being honest Jubilee had always felt a bit intimidated by Jean, powerful, pretty, basically perfect if she didn’t know better. But she so often seemed down, or maybe just lost in her own thoughts. “I...I can go, if you want to be alone. Or if you wanna talk I can stay, or if you just wanna have some company I’ll shut up.” Jubilee caught herself, Jean could hear her thoughts, it’s not like she could turn those off. “Sorry...I mean...It looked like you could use some company.” 

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Jubilee breathed heavily as the computer generated opponents in the danger room faded away.  Walking over to the bench to get water she spotted Logan standing at the door. Grinning, she looked over at him as she patted the bench beside her. “Logan! Come sit!”  Jubilee hadn’t seen Logan much in the past couple of days, he wasn’t at the institute, but she was always excited when he came around.  “I missed you! What have you been up to?” 

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Jubilee grabbed her boba excitedly and took a sip. “Titus,” She laughed, “That’s an unusual name...I like it though.”  “My dog was named snowflake, she was this little white terrier who always flopped on her belly when people came to the door, just asking for pets.”  Jubilee scratched a little orange cats head and it meowed contentedly.  “What’s it like? Living with all those brothers?” She shook her head, “I mean, I get living with a lot of people, but like...all those boys? It must be chaos. Although I imagine your dad is good at keeping it all under control. Do you call him dad? or just Bruce? ...Bruce Wayne? It’s still feels kinda crazy you’re his daughter.”  Jubilee thought back to the first time she and Cass met, just two girls trying to find the best boba tea in the city. That was months ago now and she still had so many questions about Cass’s life.

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Jubilee smiled, “No, no pets unfortunately. I grew up with a dog, but that was a long time ago.”  She let her hand run over a cat’s fluffy back as it passed her. “I love cats though, I feel l like they just…get me if that makes any sense.”  She glanced at the menu again and nodded, “Thank you though, I think I’m gonna have the mango boba and a muffin.”  She looked at Cass excitedly, “Last time we went out you had me order, I’m impressed you’re feeling confident enough to do it! I can tell you’re really making progress.” 

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Cass smiled softly. “I like dogs,” she said. “They’re very sweet. And loyal. Damian has a dog. He named him Titus.” She reached out a hand as the cat drifted past, smiling again when the creature gently sniffed her fingers and rubbed up against her hand. 

She offered the other young woman another smile. “That sounds good,” she said. “I think…” She glanced at the menu herself, her expression thoughtful. “A…latte,” she said. “And a muffin, too.” 

Her expression brightened as Jubilee spoke. “Thank you,” she said. “I’m trying.” She smiled again. “I’ll be right back.” She went to the counter to place the order, and came back a few minutes later, holding a tray. “Here you go,” she said, smiling softly.

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Jubilee leaned back in her chair, “I feel like we need more of a middle you know? For metas and mutants. Not hiding but certainly not terrorizing, just doing our best you know? And actually helping when we can.” She laughed almost despite herself, “We’d be more useful than the cops who’re terrorizing us in any case.”  She grinned impishly, “Speaking of...I’m going to a protest tomorrow, at the courthouse in the city, pro-human rights and all that good stuff. I’m trying to put together some people to protect the protesters, know anybody who’d wanna come? All on the dl of course.” 

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Jubilee leaned back, Scott had a point. Sure, she was one of the newer kids at the Xavier institute but it was clear that even the kids who’d been here for months or even years were almost as out of the loop as her. “Fair enough, I just wish there was more that we could do. With all the anti-mutant stuff and everything, you know?”

Scott nodded, a deep understanding coursing through him. He knew the taste of powerlessness all too well. He hated it’s familiarity. “I do know, it’s… not great.” Which was a poor understatement, really. “The Professor always says the most we could do is show them we aren’t what they think but…” It didn’t feel like enough. He wanted more. “It’s tough.” He told her. “I get it.” 

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“Oh! Of course!” Jubilee rushed over to Lyla’s side and put an arm around her, helping her sit down on one of the plastic mats in the gym. Once she was positive Lyla wasn’t going to pass out Jubilee laughed nervously, “I’m sorry about that. I’m still...I’m still working on controlling the intensity of my fireworks.”

She leaned over to grab her water bottle on the edge of the mat and took a sip. “I was just trying to send up a few sparks, no worse that a carpet shock. Obviously that didn’t exactly work out.” Jubilee grabbed Lyla’s water bottle and offered it out to her, “I’m really sorry.”

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Jubilee watched Lyla closely as she got up. “Yeah…something like that,” she wanted to explain further, but the voices of Professor X and Scott echoed around in her head about keeping on the down low and not talking about mutants unless absolutely necessary. “That landing sounded rough. Are you ok? I’m still getting the hang of the the whole controlling the intensity of my fireworks thing.” Jubilee grins, “Your turn.” 

“Awesome. No big, something I wished I known before I asked you to train with me, but you win some you lose some.” the redhead winced a bit as she stood. “Oh yeah yeah. I’m cool. Totally cool. Question though, do you have a twin and why does it look like you’re talking at the same time?” she tried to joke, though she very much did see two of Jubilee. Jubilee. Of course, she was some kind of meta. Who else would have an awesome name like that? “I think I should sit down.”

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“Because someone has to be accountable that’s why!” Jubilee opened and clenched her fists a few times to keep from sparks flying out of them. “Yeah, I know it can sound kind of crazy,” she said more calmly, “but the people trying to legislate away all superheroes, not just mutants or metas but even people like you, somebody has to make them see what they’re doing is insane...”

Jubilee wasn’t entirely sure how to make Kate understand that the things people in both the state capital and DC would come down on all of them in the long term, but she wasn’t going to stop trying.

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         “They were wrong, but that doesn’t make this right.”  She said, brows pulled together in clear frustration. “Why would this be right?” Kate asked, trying to understand why the other person was saying what they were. 

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“Yeah...yeah that’d be great actually. Thank you.” Jubilee followed Lois back towards the counter. As they waited for the new order, Jubilee sighed and leaned on the counter, feeling relieved nobody had acted poorly to the request. Although, Lois was the kind of person it was hard to react badly towards. “You’re right...I do need to tell the Professor eventually. I just...I figured if I talked it through with you first I could get my head on straight before I said something impulsive.”

She let out a small laugh, people were constantly telling Jubilee that she was impulsive. Personally, she saw it as a strength, always ready to jump into protection, to say necessary things, to protect people when needed. But it also tended to get her in more trouble than was good for her. As they sat back down at the table, Jubilee rolled her eyes at Lois’ analysis of scared, ignorant people. “I get that everyone gets stuck in their own way of thinking. And I get why accepting metas, mutants, any superheroes really, I get why it can be scary. I just...I wish there was something I could actually do.”

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Jubilee shrugged, “They gave me beef instead of chicken, I’m just trying to eat around it.”  Jubilee wasn’t the type of person to tell the poor teenager who worked at the mall taco shop that they had got her order wrong. Besides, she had bigger things on her mind and wasn’t in the mood to divert her attention elsewhere. “I had to stop another meta…mutant…whatever, another attack yesterday. My fireworks scared them off, nobody was hurt thank god. I just can’t understand how random people on the street would attack someone for something that’s in their dna.” She looks down, “I knew you’d probably take it better than Professor Xavier or something. Everyone keeps telling me to keep my head down, but you get it, you get why I can’t just blend into the shadows.” 

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Lois frowned. “If your order is wrong, I’ll tell them,” she said. She’d never had any qualms about doing that sort of thing. It wasn’t like she was going to be rude about it, but if the order was wrong, Jubilee should be able to eat what she wanted. She was always doing that sort of thing for Jordan. 

She glanced over at the young woman as she spoke, frowning slightly. “No, you can’t,” she agreed. “But I think you should tell the Professor, anyway. Just because he wouldn’t take it well doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve to know.”

A soft sigh fell from her lips. “People are afraid of what they don’t understand,” she said. “And when people are afraid, they lash out. They don’t want to bother opening their minds up, because they’re creatures of habit and they’re too lazy or stupid or scared. Sometimes all three.”

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Jubilee shrugged, “They gave me beef instead of chicken, I’m just trying to eat around it.”  Jubilee wasn’t the type of person to tell the poor teenager who worked at the mall taco shop that they had got her order wrong. Besides, she had bigger things on her mind and wasn’t in the mood to divert her attention elsewhere. “I had to stop another meta...mutant...whatever, another attack yesterday. My fireworks scared them off, nobody was hurt thank god. I just can’t understand how random people on the street would attack someone for something that’s in their dna.” She looks down, “I knew you’d probably take it better than Professor Xavier or something. Everyone keeps telling me to keep my head down, but you get it, you get why I can’t just blend into the shadows.” 

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Jubilee sat down at a table in the mall food court, picking at her taco bowl. 

“I told you we needed a day out, besides,” she looked at the shoe box her friend was carrying. “Those boots are the stuff of legends and on sale too. This mall must be lucky.”  Jubilee smiled, leaning a little on the table and looking up cheerfully at the person in front of her. “So, what’s going on in your head?” 

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Lois chuckled softly as the younger woman spoke. “Yeah, aren’t they?” she said. “They’re definitely gonna come in handy when I’m stomping around New York getting into things I shouldn’t be getting into.” She grinned again, to show that she was joking. Mostly. Sort of. Except not really at all. 

She smiled. “Oh, you know, mostly elevator music,” she joked. “What about you? For someone who was starving a minute ago you’re picking at your food now. Is everything okay?” Lois wasn’t very good at talking about herself, especially if something was wrong. But at this point, she was mostly just worried about her kids – and in that vague, faint way that she supposed many parents worried about their children.

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Jubilee leaned back, Scott had a point. Sure, she was one of the newer kids at the Xavier institute but it was clear that even the kids who’d been here for months or even years were almost as out of the loop as her. “Fair enough, I just wish there was more that we could do. With all the anti-mutant stuff and everything, you know?”

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“I’ve been here since the beginning and I still don’t know what the hell’s goin’ on.”

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Jubilee smiled, “No, no pets unfortunately. I grew up with a dog, but that was a long time ago.”  She let her hand run over a cat’s fluffy back as it passed her. “I love cats though, I feel l like they just...get me if that makes any sense.”  She glanced at the menu again and nodded, “Thank you though, I think I’m gonna have the mango boba and a muffin.”  She looked at Cass excitedly, “Last time we went out you had me order, I’m impressed you’re feeling confident enough to do it! I can tell you’re really making progress.” 

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Jubilee looked around the cafe as she waited for Cass to put in her order. 

There were cats everywhere, on perches, resting in arm chairs, one or two sitting on other customer’s laps. She’d never been to a cat cafe before but she wanted to get to know Cass better and this seemed as good a way as any to do it. 

Sitting down at a pair of over stuffed chairs Jubilee grinned and asked, “So, how did you find this place?” 

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Cass smiled brightly as Jubilee spoke. “I looked it up,” she said. “My friend…showed me boba. The tea. So I looked up…boba places.” She paused, looking around. “They also have coffee,” she said. “If you don’t like boba. And hot chocolate. And tea.” 

A cat jumped lightly into her lap and she smiled, gently stroking the cat along the length of its back. “Do you have one?” she said, pointing to the cat in her lap. “I don’t. I like them though.” She paused, considering. “I’ve never had any,” she said. “Any pets.” Unless you counted Damian letting her pet Titus. 

“Do you…” She pointed to the menu. “Know what you want? I can order. For both of us.”

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Jubilee watched Lyla closely as she got up. “Yeah...something like that,” she wanted to explain further, but the voices of Professor X and Scott echoed around in her head about keeping on the down low and not talking about mutants unless absolutely necessary. “That landing sounded rough. Are you ok? I’m still getting the hang of the the whole controlling the intensity of my fireworks thing.” Jubilee grins, “Your turn.” 

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Jubilee laughed nervously. It was true, she had been avoiding actually making the first move. Hoping Lyla would save her by losing patience and throwing the first, at least metaphorical, punch.  Letting sparks shoot from her fingertips she charged up a blast. “Nervous? Yeah sounds about right. Afraid? Never.”  She let out a blast, the concussive force echoing around the room. 

Lyla really had to learn to keep her mouth shut. Granted when she asked the girl to join her self-defense sparring well…she didn’t expect that. She slammed against the wall, a groan escaping from her lips. “Okay…so you’re a metahuman or something? Got it. I take back my previous statement.” she winced, getting to her feet. “That was cool though.”

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Jubilee laughed nervously. It was true, she had been avoiding actually making the first move. Hoping Lyla would save her by losing patience and throwing the first, at least metaphorical, punch.  Letting sparks shoot from her fingertips she charged up a blast. “Nervous? Yeah sounds about right. Afraid? Never.”  She let out a blast, the concussive force echoing around the room. 

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❛ Are you done talking yet? Or are you too afraid that I might actually beat you, so you won’t shut up? ❜ Lyla challenged. Granted, she probably shouldn’t have. But she wasn’t one to back down from a challenge, even one she knew she might lose. 

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Jubilee sat down at a table in the mall food court, picking at her taco bowl. 

“I told you we needed a day out, besides,” she looked at the shoe box her friend was carrying. “Those boots are the stuff of legends and on sale too. This mall must be lucky.”  Jubilee smiled, leaning a little on the table and looking up cheerfully at the person in front of her. “So, what’s going on in your head?” 

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“Have you always been able to do that? If you don’t mind me asking, of course. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to answer.”

Jubilee bit her lip, feeling more than a little embarrassed by her excitement and ensuing display. She’d been lectured more than a couple times by now for displaying her powers to strangers without thinking. She didn’t see why she shouldn’t, why she shouldn’t be proud of her powers and excited to share them with the world. But then she had to remind herself of the anti-mutant laws being proposed and the vandalism that was showing up increasingly frequently at the school.  “I’m a mutant. If you know what that is.” Jubilee shrugged, “I guess that depends on how much you watch politics.” 

She looked at the woman, trying to figure out if she was to be trusted. She should be, she had powers herself, she had saved her in the street, it wasn’t like she was going to beat her up. “But to more directly answer your question, kind of. My powers came with puberty, all of ours do, but they’re innate, encoded into our very cells.” A few sparks flew flagrantly from her fingers, not exactly without her permission, but not consciously. “I call them my fireworks.”

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Jubilee looked at Sue excitedly, “Woah!” 

She had to stop herself for a moment, you can’t just go around telling people you’re a mutant, much less that you can make pyrokinetic blasts and forcefields with your bare hands. “Yeah...Yeah I’m good! Thank you!” 

Dragging the older woman away from the scene and into a slightly more quiet area, albeit one where they could still hear sirens from the emergency vehicles congregating around the accident. 

“Watch this,” Jubilee let a few fireworks burst out of her hands before stepping back and crossing her arms. “I’m just like you!” 

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“Look out!” Without thinking about it, Sue threw out a force field that protected the young woman who was talking just ahead of her. A traffic light had broken off its moorings and swung down, heading straight toward the girl. Of course, Sue had no way of knowing that the young woman was entirely capable of protecting herself – it was an instinct when she saw someone else in danger. The traffic light crashed into the forcefield, which easily held firm, and the machinery landed hard on the ground. “Are you okay?” she said, hurrying to catch up with the other woman as the forcefield died away.