Jubilee doesn't, if only because it'd be harder to track. Her own movements aren't like Claudia's either. She runs, her feet a blur, a quick moving and effortless stride that covers ground at an unearthly speed. She is not Pietro or Jean-Paul or any of the other speedsters from her world, but she is able to hang in that weight-class in this arena.
When they do get through the forest, Jubilee pulls up short near the mouth of a large sinkhole.
"Down we go."
And she heads into the hole, taking her time with the descent this time. The smell of brine and salt fills the air, as well as a low hum.
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Date: 2021-03-05 05:10 am (UTC)When they do get through the forest, Jubilee pulls up short near the mouth of a large sinkhole.
"Down we go."
And she heads into the hole, taking her time with the descent this time. The smell of brine and salt fills the air, as well as a low hum.
"Ever been much of one for witchcraft, Claudia?"