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[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Is doing that considered legal in a business sense? Maybe we should come have Sofia talk to you in a calming voice.

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[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I'm kind of allergic to getting beaten. I break out in hives.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

You can hide behind me? I'm getting kind of used to the beatings by now.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but you're all short and wee. I mean, hiding behind one of the big guys, that's one thing. But even in my current state, I can still see over the top of your head without any effort. That seems like a good way to get punched in the nose, to me.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

You could tell them 'not in the face'? Would it convince you if I told you I'm a little nervous abotu this whole 'meeting old friends' thing, and could use a current friend to hide behind if it's akward and weird?

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Somehow, I knew this would come down to you hiding behind me.

You're the one who gets to explain to Remy why it is I ended up dead, robbing him of the chance to kill me himself. And you have to face Wanda. Think you're up to it?

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

*smirks* If you go off with her, and she breaks you, she buys you. I accept only cash and shoes.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Shoes I could do. I saw the most awesomest pair of boots yesterday, in Black, red or white. Sort of knee high, with a zip to the side, and then laceups and buckles in the front. High heeled, natch.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

You were supposed to be scarier than this!

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

Jubilee once encountered my wraith after breaking into my apartment. I shut her in my fridge. I think the terror still holds.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Still. I thought I'd be worth more than shoes.

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

Oh honey, you are.

Really good shoes.

And cash.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Sigh...

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

Aww, who loves you, Jake? Who loves you?

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

You know, sometimes I wonder...

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

You're going to make me pout. And then I shall be forced to wake up Valentia and have her pout with me. I taught her how, you know.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

I was there, if happily full of chicken vindaloo. Fine. You love me. And you won't let me forget it.

Stop it. I am not good with kids.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

That was a very long few minutes, you know. Fridges are cold, and you can't pick the lock on them.

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

And yet you somehow managed to eat two sandwiches while you were in there.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

I eat when I'm afeared. It's a thing. Also, they were good sandwiches. You keep a very good fridge, such better fair then Mr North's.

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

I have to as I apparently feed most of Snow Valley.

Besides, I have fantastic taste in almost everything. Food just naturally follows.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

This is why we love our Aunty Wanda and bring her the good booze.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

You're the bestest meat shield ever. :) I promise to run away very fast if Wanda is upset with me. Although it may soothe you to know, should I get you killed, Remy will probably kill me.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

See...Your use of the term "meat shield" leaves something to be desired.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

Would fake trophy husband have been better?

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

There you go.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

You are the bestest fake trophy husband ever then. I'll even buy you some pizza.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

I really need to learn to be less easily bribed, don't I...

[x-scarletwitch.livejournal.com]

Jubilation Lee. It took you that long to get to fake flattery? Have you learned nothing?

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

*shamefaced look* Obviously I need to hang around yourself and Miss Frost more.

[x-tarot.livejournal.com]

I think you need to take a remedial 'sucking up' class.

[x-jubilee.livejournal.com]

I do seem to be finding it hard to appeal to people's better natures.