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Detention, Depths of the Castle, Tuesday

Another bright, shining, and pink day had begun for the ~~prisoners~~ guests being held in detention, and while the morning started off the same as the day before, there was a strange sort of feeling in the air once people began waking up. A kind of... musical feeling, in fact.

Umbridge might have taken over the island, but the island still had a mind of her own, thank you very much.

[No, the barriers of detention cannot save you from Once More With Fandom Day! The OCD is up, so have at it!]

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"London," Jack decided. "It's where I was happiest. And I'd go to college, and I'd get a job, and I'd never even give this place the dignity of a thought again."

//London,// Jonothon agreed, after a moment. //I don't have th'greatest memories there, but the worst I ever knew there is still better than th'best I've seen here.//

It would keep him away from this island, and away from Massachusetts. Hell, the farther from America he could get, the better.

//London. No idea what I'd do once I was there, but... it's a start.//

"Law school," Jack said dreamily. "That's what I was going to do, did I ever tell you? I'd work on supernatural rights, if I could find my footing in it. I'd write my application essays about this place and they'd have to let me in."

He had no intention of ever coming near America again.

//You'd make one hell of a lawyer, mate,// Jono offered, almost gently. //I think after this, you'd be hard-pressed to find somebody who understands injustice quite the way you do.//

"Maybe, unless you look to the right or the left in this room," Jack answered, but he was smiling. "What about you? Up there, there is so much room, where babies burp and flowers bloom. Everyone dreams, I can dream too.

Jonothon's shoulders lifted in a little bit of a shrug.

//There's not really much of a place up there for the likes of me,// he admitted. //I could wrap my face again, go back into hiding. That's... about as far as I've got it figured out.//

He'd come here from Emma Frost's school. After all of this, he'd be wary about so much as looking back at someone wearing an X.

"Don't hide," Jack advised. "They're making you do that here, don't ... make their job easy for them, after."

//I came from a world where my kind has a target painted on our heads right from th'get-go,// Jonothon pointed out, shrugging his shoulders. //I'll keep my eyes open, perhaps, for somewhere that I can hold my head up and be proud of who I am. But in th'meantime... that's what I have.//

Still, Jack had a point. He was sick of hiding, damn it.

//No. No more hiding. I'll figure something out, when th'time comes.//

"And if I can ever help, let me know how," Jack requested, and glanced over to the visitor area. "Funny. Talking about mutant issues always makes me wonder if Emma's going to show her face."

//She's got spectacular timing that way,// Jonothon noted, glancing that way as well. //Never know if I ought to hide when she comes around or not.//

Really, hiding wouldn't do any good, anyhow.

"And you didn't bloody sleep with her," Jack pointed out, sounding disgusted with himself. "... don't tell me if you did, I don't want to know. I just don't understand how she knows what she knows and still does what she does."

Or, rather, he understood it but didn't like it.

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//She's a survivor before all else,// Jono replied, looking about as sympathetic as he could manage. //Someday, she'll fancy herself a Queen. I hope some other version of me, whichever one ends up going to that school of hers, sees her for what she is and gets out before it's too late.//

Just so long as he didn't come here.

"Or just doesn't go to the school to start with," Jack suggested. "Cleanest all around."

He rested his chin on a fist. "She's always talked about that," he said. "Being queen, being ruler -- you'd think watching what the power does to Umbridge would break her of it."

//She thinks she's immune,// Jono theorized. //She's seen the inner workings of minds like that, she knows what makes them tick, and she's decided that there's no way she could possibly make those same slips, herself. Emma Frost can do no wrong.//

Jack snorted. "It's an act, but heaven forbid she admit that," he said. "It's like being on a tightrope -- you know, you fall when you look down. She stops being Emma Frost for long enough to doubt herself, and ... she's down here with us mongrels."

//We, the dregs of society, throwing our tantrums and refusing to see sense, see the world as it exists according to her.// Jonothon shook his head. //And we're all th'better for it. We're flawed, but so help us, we're still human.//

Werewolf, mutant, it didn't matter. In the end, they were what they'd always been. Jono couldn't say the same for people like Emma.

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