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[ninetieskid]

Hey, you've reached Jubes.
Sorry I missed you, but leave a message and I'll get back to ya when I feel like it.

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[ninetieskid]

Yeah. I thought I wanted the attention. I...was wrong.

[It didn't help that she had a sleazeball producer come on to her, or that she kept getting cast in stereotypical Chinese roles. Bad, bad mojo there.]

Yeah though, the industry needs all sorts of workers. How'd you think that Dukes of Hazzard got filmed? Or Knightrider? Somebody had to take care of the car.

[tagartist]

[ Chloe nods, not sure if Rachel would have been wrong or not. She might just be being bitter about the choices she inevitably made, though. So she shrugs. ]

I guess it doesn't matter now. Not like it's gonna happen.

[ Which includes daydreaming about taking care of awesome cars, apparently. God that would've been sweet. ]

[ninetieskid]

I mean, don't say that. You never know.

[Jubilee isn't really the best at dealing with depression, but she'll sure as shit try. In her own way.]

[tagartist]

[ ...................... Well this is awkward. ]

We, uh, were both... kinda... murdered, so. I'm pretty sure it's a done deal.

[ninetieskid]

You're here now, though. Who says you gotta go back to a place you were murdered?

[She's just an optimist.]

a delivery

[variantcover]

[ Inside Jubilee's mailbox, there is a nondescript white envelope with her name on it. Inside, there is a colorful pog, with a message written on the back in silver fine-tipped sharpie. There's no stamp on the envelope, implying that it was hand delivered rather than mailed. ]



it's been real.
it's been weird.
it's been real weird.

see you on the flip side!
– GP

[ The pog is enchanted with dream magic, so that it can be given as a gift, but cannot be lost, stolen, or destroyed. ]

A gift!!

[arendelicious]

[ Around the 25th, there's a parcel wrapped in brown paper left for Jubilee. Inside is a winter vest similar to his, only with yellow, pink, and orange stripes along the collar and shoulders. There's a belt to go with it as well.

And he even remembered to put a note!! He's so sorry about his handwriting. ]

Jubilee,

I don't know if you get cold, but I figured just in case, you might want something to help. Anna helped with the belt, so it's from both of us.

-Kristoff

A return letter

[ninetieskid]

[Well she is not going to leave this unanswered! Included in the package is a collection of small, hand-carved snowmen ornaments.]

Ice-Man,

Thanks. I do get a little chilly now and again. I know these things aren't really ice, but I hope you stick them on your Christmas tree and that they make you smile.

Best,
Jubilee

Action; no reply; December 24th

[borntolove]

[Left outside the house is a dark blue basket. Inside is an associate of tea, chocolates, a box of lemon drops, a bottle of wine and a copy of Charles Dickens, Christmas Carol. A blue Tardis-shaped card attached to the basket says, 'Santa' in silver marker.]

Action: Finding Jubilee

[the_infant_death]

Claudia had waited a night or two after they'd returned from the hotel before she found a few rats, then picked up the Fluid and followed Jubilee's instructions. So armed with enough blood she wouldn't be too hungry and the device that was so new to her, Claudia went forth into the darkness.

Uncertain, she eventually went right to the house and knocked on the door. She had traded her extravagant clothes for things a little more sensible, scrounging through discarded wares as best she could: a long heavy woolen skirt and a knitted lavender sweater. She had braided her hair up and pinned it around her head, in an elaborate manner more mature than childish. Having knocked, she stood back, and waited.

Apologies, weekends are just very, very busy for me.

[ninetieskid]

Jubilee could smell her, of course. She didn't have Logan or Laura's sense of smell, but she could still pick up on the presence of other vampires with her own. One of the gifts of her bloodline, apparently, was a plethora of the more unusual vampiric powers. That Claudia had come wasn't a surprise, and she'd been waiting for it. She was so small, and the fact that she'd been bitten at all was...bewildering to say the least.

The door opens up, Jubilee standing there in a dark bodysuit made of some comfortable material, with a yellow hoodie on over it.

"Heya scamp," she says cheerfully, waving Claudia inside. "Come in out of the cold."

No prob, no prob

[the_infant_death]

"My name is Claudia."

A bit stiffly: she does not appreciate the familiarity from someone she does not quite trust. She does come in, however, reaching up to unclasp her cloak from home heavy lined velvet. She fold the garment over her arm easily.

[ninetieskid]

"And my name is Jubilee."

She's insufferable. Either way, Jubilee gestures to a coat-rack and once Claudia's made her way inside, she closes the door behind her.

"What can I do for you? You don't seem like the type to just drop by for a visit."

[the_infant_death]

Claudia presses her lips together for a moment. No, she's not here to visit, but it vexes her to ask for help of any kind. But help she must have: she can't keep surviving on rats.

"You said you knew of a means to obtain blood. I...I would appreciate it if you could...enlighten me. There is...not enough death or bodies here for me to drink as I am accustomed to."

And she did not want to die. As much as she hated being trapped in a child's body...she did not want to die.

[ninetieskid]

"Oh yeah, I did..."

Jubilee grins, holding up a finger to ask Claudia to wait. She departs for a moment, heading into the visible kitchen and grabbing two packages from the fridge. Blood bags, with straws hanging for them. Stabbing the straws in like a morbid Capri Sun, she brings them out, handing one to Claudia.

"There's two ways. The first is to steal it from the hospital. And the second is to sacrifice things to Sodder. It's...a bit of a hike, but I can take you out there. We can grab an animal on the way."

[the_infant_death]

Claudia takes the bag after a moment - ugh, cold - but the blood is still liquid, and very human. The straw gives her a bit of puzzlement, but not for long.

"Why would the hospital have blood? And why does it not clot?"

Sorry, Jubilee, anticoagulation methods are not invented until nearly a hundred years after Claudia's time.

[ninetieskid]

"It's kept in hospitals to do blood transfusions. When someone loses blood from an injury, it can be injected back into them to keep them from dying of blood loss."

It's easy to forget that Claudia isn't a kid, so Jubilee takes on a more teaching tone.

"And there's chemicals that keep it from clotting. It's all fine, nothing that'll make us sick. Just modern medical science."

[the_infant_death]

"What chemicals?" Claudia wants to know. She can momentarily forgive the patronizing tone in the search for further knowledge. She always wants to know, devouring knowledge set before her with the intensity only an immortal can achieve: her chief interest has always been novels, but science is not beyond her ken. Chemistry is in its very earliest stages, but she has heard of it.

[ninetieskid]

"I don't actually know, unfortunately. I can find out for you, but I don't know offhand. I'm a teacher, not a doctor. I can tell you about a lot of things, but medical stuff is beyond me."

Outside of first aid, anyway.

[the_infant_death]

"I would like that," she admits, cautiously. "Though perhaps there may be something in the library that would be helpful."

The library is wonderful. Claudia has been spending a lot of time there, reading and reading and reading. There are so many books! So much to learn, and she is rapacious in her reading.

"How far will we be walking?"

[ninetieskid]

"Yeah, there would be. I can get back to you about the chemicals."

She sips the rest of the bag, cheeks puffing up like a chipmunk a bit as she does, then swallows audibly before walking over and grabbing her coat.

"Not far. Just outside. I've got a vespa. A motorized vehicle. We'll ride most of the way, since it'll be way faster."

[the_infant_death]

Claudia follows along, still sipping at the blood. She reaches up to get her coat with her other hand. "These...vehicles...seem less costly than horses and carriages, at least." No stablehands to pay, no fodder for the beasts. It had taken her a little while to figure out what they were, honestly. There is so much here that is so new.

[ninetieskid]

Jubilee swirls on her coat, a bright yellow thing as noisy and obnoxious as she herself is.

"They are. They run on gasoline, and that's way cheaper than hay, and they're more reliable. Mechanical things."

Ducking into a closet, she comes out with two helmets. Both of them are a Lisa Frank shade of pink, and she hands one to Claudia.

"Put this on. Strap it over your chin. It's for safety."

[the_infant_death]

Claudia takes it, curiously, then looks up at Jubilee curiously. "Safety? You do not heal, after you have been hurt?" Lestat had bragged so about how nothing but sunlight or fire could kill them, how drinking blood could heal them from even the most grievous injuries a mortal would never survive. Of course, they had never been injured, not seriously....until Claudia had stabbed Lestat nearly to death...and yet he had come back even from that, a hideous skeletal wreck, ravening and furious.

If he could survive such a thing....

[ninetieskid]

"Oh I heal. But that doesn't mean I want to heal from busting open my head. I still feel pain, and it'd be damned inconvenient."

She's pretty much indestructible short of sunlight and fire. And given one of her blood sources is Logan, she has some measure of his regeneration as well.