random_cantina | Helping where he can

Charlie appeared in the hallway outside Logan's Place and paused to listen to the cheerful conversation and clinking of dishes that came from inside. His mouth quirked in a slight grin as someone laughed.

Then he walked through the open door, ducking his head automatically even though there was no need here.

"Hey, boyscout!" Logan gave him a grin from where she was polishing the bar, Jabez a comfortable little lump in the carrier on her back. "'Sup?"

She was sounding more like Jubal every day.

He shook his head with a chuckle. "I'm here on business. Do you have a room free?"

"What kinda room?" She cocked her head and paused to take a swig of notbeer, dark eyes intent on him as she drank.

"A quiet one with somewhere to lay down."

"How long ya need it fer?" She set the mug down and started polishing again, going to get a bottle of Canadian as a young fisherman came over and leaned on the bar.

"All night, maybe." Charlie shrugged.

"Alright." She gave the fisher the beer, then headed for her office for a moment and returned with a key card. "Number six. They ain't that big."

"We'll manage." He grinned and teleported up to the narrow hallway outside the rental rooms. -Alright, Grandma.-

He reached out with his mind and brought Jubilee to stand next to him.

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There was a slight moment of dizziness when she had been teleported, but Jubilee adjusted quickly. "This place is nice."

She then immediately hugged Charlie. If he allowed it.

He allowed it. One brawny arm went around her in a comforting squeeze. When he spoke it rumbled in his chest.

"Wait till you get to look out a window. There aren't any in the room, by the way. Will that be a problem?"

She hugged him tight. Jubilee needed the hug. And the rumbling was comforting. "No. Dark is good right now."

He gave her back a gentle pat, then turned and held the key card in front of the scanner to unlock the door.

"This is small." He looked around the room (which looked like this, only less funky in the covers and with its own teeny bathroom).

"It will do." Jubilee looked around, not caring if it was small or not right now.

"Easy for you to say. You won't have to walk in sideways," he grumbled good-naturedly, indicating that she she should go in ahead of him.

"You got your grandfather's built." Jubilee smiles, and slipt in easily enough into the pod-room.

"Grandfather Lucus and Grandfather Nathan were both built like brick outhouses." He followed, letting the door close behind them, then leaned his butt against the sink.

"So.. how do we do this?"

"Have a drink of water, go to the washroom, then lay down and see if you can relax." He nodded to the bed, knowing that he'd have to move so that she could reach the sink.

Jubilee nodded, then went Charlie moved out of the way she did as he asked. She got the drink of water, went to the washroom and then laid down on the bed. It was a little hard to relax right away, and Jubilee frowned slightly.

He watched her, absently starting to hum the old cowboy song that Wolvie had hummed to him when he was a baby and which his daughter loved.

Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin',
On this, our wedding day.
Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin',
Wait; wait alone.
I do not know what fate awaits me.
I only know I must be brave.
For I must face a man who hates me,
Or lie a coward, a craven coward;
Or lie a coward in my grave.

The song was very familiar, in an odd way. And Jubilee slowly started to relax.

He continued to hum, his mind taking in things from all over this world and the others that he knew as he relaxed against the wall and thought of that bright eyed baby daughter.

Jubilee was so relaxed she soon dropped into a slumber. Where all her thoughts were more free and easy to access.

((crashing for the night. pick this up tomorrow))

Charlie noticed this and took a gentle scan of her mind, studying the synapses and neurons as he continued the absent tune.

((kk. God bless 'n g'night!))

There is a mess of memories that would make the telepath even wince. All of Jubilee's bad memories have been pushed forward from her subconscious so she thinks of them often. The worse are the ones about lost love. And then there are Eris's memories who were left behind. Dark vengeful, hateful thoughts.

No wonder Jubes has not been feeling well.

Charlie's seen so much. He didn't actually wince, but his face went impassive as he looked. Then he gently began to remove what didn't belong.

Jubilee got more and more relaxed and at peace as the foreign memories were removed. There was still some sadness there, but it was from her own memories. The ones that belonged and were forced forward by Eris.

He finished gently rerouting synapses, then looked at those memories and wished that he could do the same for them. But they were a part of Jubilee.

Instead he began to gently surround them with a feeling of peace and closure.

The majority of these memories welcomed this feeling, after all they were memories that Jubilee herself closed a long time ago.

But there was one, the most recent, that was stubborn. The feeling of loss when it came to people she loved. So many guys she had given her heart to and then they just disappeared on her. It was hard to close those.

He looked at them glumly, then sighed and left her a little mental message that she'd remember when she woke up before disappearing with a swish and a slight flash.

She'd probably sleep for awhile.

Helping where he can

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