Jade was completely exhausted from her earlier ordeal but wasn't able to fully relax enough to sleep easily. It took her a couple hours before she finally dozed off into a fitful slumber… the nightmares didn't help much either.
(if you want a time skip till morning, go ahead.)
That morning…
When Killian woke up, he stretched lazily and left his room, having completely forgotten about the visitor in his downstairs. He was wearing a tank top and loose pajama pants as he went into the kitchen and began making breakfast. He hummed softly as he did so, his black hair tangled and messy.
Jade was not a morning person. Like a computer, she had a slow ”start-up” where even her power was sluggish, though she had suspected her power was the cause of the problem. Hearing the noise from the kitchen she groaned stiffly as she sat up trying to work out the kinks in her neck before she froze not recognizing her surroundings.
Killian didn't hear her, humming softly as he made himself breakfast. He still had yet to remember his guest in living room, unused to anyone sleeping over at his home. Unused to anyone being in his house, period, really.
As she looked around, she noticed that she was still half in her costume with her helmet off. Oh, God… What happened last night? ”Come on, think!” Jade growled softly before her eyes widened in panic. I was drugged and I was… ”Oh, please, no. Please…” she choked back a sob.
Killian heard her, and came in. His eyes widened, and it took him a moment to remember. "Er…Brainwave? Are you alright?" He asked softly, coming over.
(Hey, just a heads-up, I'm going to California so my replies will be much slower)
(It's ok, I understand. Have fun in Cali!)
Jade snapped a harsh glare as soon as he spoke, though the effect was ruined by the tears in her eyes she was barely holding back. ”Don’t touch me!” she hissed, pulling back even though he wasn't very close yet.
(alright. Thanks!)
Killian raised an eyebrow. "Fine. Wasn't planning on it." He replied. The tank top he was wearing showed his arms, showing scars that arced up and down them, along with a small tattoo on his left shoulder. "Are you alright?"
It took a moment before she finally recognized him and where she was. Once she did Jade let out a shaky breath and relaxed minutely. ”Oh, Hex. Yes, I'm alright. I apologize; it sometimes takes a minute for my mind to wake up. I forgot… I'm sorry.” she explained brushing away any evidence of her teary-eyes.
Killian shook his head. "It's alright." He replied. "To be honest, I uh…kinds forgot you were here." He admitted, scratching the back of his neck.
Jade chuckled a little awkwardly, turning to face him fully. ”I understand. You probably don't have many visitors here.” her eyes trailed over his scared arms as if she were counting them.
He shook his head. "Try none and you would be a bit closer." He gave a wry chuckle. He shrugged slightly. "You hungry? I'm working on breakfast." He gestured with his thumb back towards the kitchen.
”I understand.” Jade nodded. She didn't usually have many friends visit her home either. It was usually safer to spend less time with people out of costume as long as she didn't become a shut-in. That would be suspicious. ”Would you like some help cooking?”
Killian shook his head. "I've got it." He went back to the kitchen, and finished making breakfast. He came back with two plates of eggs, setting one down in front of her. "Do you want milk? Water? Uhm…orange juice? Alcohol?"
”Water’s fine. It's a little too early for alcohol.” Jade snickered lightly, picking up the plate. ”Thank you.” she gave him a grateful smile.
He nodded, and twitched his fingers. A glass of water floated over from the kitchen, landing on the coffee table with a soft clink. He ate his eggs, sitting in his recliner.
Jade was familiar with his magic having seen it during their fights, so a lot of it was up close and personal. But she hadn't witnessed it being used for something more casual before. ”That must be a very useful ability. I never considered the day to day applications of it before.” she admitted between bites.
Killian dipped his head in a nod. "Yeah." He replied. "It's nice when I want to be lazy." He chuckled softly, and another glass of water floated into his hand. He took a sip, then set it down.
Her smile grew. ”I have a hard time seeing you as lazy. Especially considering how much you put into your career as an opponent to me. All of your plans are fairly well thought out. I just have a slight advantage.” Jade admitted, subtly admiring his efforts.
Killian raised an eyebrow. "Do you not see the recliner? The TV? If I'm not fighting you, or working, or planning, then I'm laying in this chair watching TV." He chuckled softly.
”Oh? You don't watch our battles after trying to figure out how to best me while stroking your pet cat?” Jade teased, her expression nothing but playful.
"The fuck? I don't have a cat." Killian replied, making a face. "And no, of course I don't! That's weird!" He kept eating his eggs, shaking his head.
Jade couldn't hold back the fit of laughter from his reaction. Though it didn't last long as her ribs protested. ”I’m sorry.” she let out, once she calmed down. ”I didn't mean to offend you, after everything you have done for me. I just couldn't resist poking fun at the old cliché.”
Killian shook his head. "No, it's fine." He replied. "I'm not offended, don't worry." He grinned, and kept eating. "But no, I don't have a cat, and I don't dwell on the fights after they're over. Why, do you?"
”No. I agree it's absurd; borderline narcissistic, honestly.” Jade conceded taking a drink. ”Though there are times when my mind remembers something from them and I find myself analyzing a phrase or maneuver for longer than I really want to.”