32. – Contrition
The Triangle Square Circle Square Triangle X Not Taken
"Dammit!" Jubilee stomps her foot like a little girl. "I should have killed him."
"Probably," Logan replies.
His face is blank, totally expressionless, unreadable. Telepaths aside, he's the only person in the mansion that Jubilee can't totally massacre in a poker game. Not that that's a bad thing. Playing with him, she's learnt to hedge her bets.
"I could have killed him," she contends.
"I don't doubt it," he says.
Standing next to Logan in the doorway, she holds her head in her hands and avoids looking at the scene in front of her.
"I'm going to totally regret not killing him." Her voice is muffled.
"No, I am," she insists.
"Yeah, probably," he concedes.
"I just thought that he deserved a chance, you know? A chance to, like, actually do something." Her voice is so small that anyone else wouldn't have heard her over the din. "A chance to be better than he was."
Logan leans against the doorframe and stuffs his hands in his pockets.
"Don't worry, kid," he says. "You'll get another chance to do him in."
"I know," Jubilee wails. "That's why I should have killed him this time."
"Yeah, probably," Logan repeats, smirking at the spectacle before him.
Bobby is doing the Bird. He's on the floor doing the Centipede. He's up again, doing the Cabbage Patch and the Running Man and the Funky Alien. He spins Rogue and dips her so low that she squeals. He Moonwalks past Jubilee, pointing at her.
"In your face, Lee," Bobby screams. "In your face!"
Jubilee wonders how much trouble she'd get in if she kicked Bobby in his face.
Because she wants to.
Bobby's doing the Hammer dance, back and forth across the Oriental rug.
"Who's the Tekken champion now, Lee?" he howls. "Who's the big daddy Tekken champion, now?"
Jubilee sighs and covers her face with her hands again.