Where no girl has dared to go before.. [Julian]

[mercury]

It was late and well Cessily Kincaide really didn't need to sleep. So, she had on her earbuds and was listening to the iPod she'd gotten as a gift. Her head was bobbing, and the long red ponytail was swinging as she danced down the hall. She really didn't have to do things like take a shower, go to the bathroom or anything like that, but she went in there anyway, just to feel normal. Hell, she even showered though it really did nothing for her. As a matter of fact, that's what she was planning to do right now. No one was around, it was really too late for most to be up, so why not?

Towel and bath stuff in hand, she really liked the cinnamon and vanilla scent, she made her way into the bathroom, without a care in the world. In fact, she was so distracted she didn't even realize she walked into the boys bathroom. Her eyes were closed and her head kept moving to the beat as she headed towards the showers. After stripping out of her clothes and taking her hair out of the ponytail, she stepped into the shower. The iPod got placed on the shelf, she almost for got it, and she began to wash her hair.

[keller]

The hour was late by the time Julian finally finished up his workout session, having been in there alone for a good several hours now. Personally he always preferred to work out with a partner, to have someone to compete against, but lately with his seemingly limitless energy that came from the odd rarity of an actual series of full nights of sleep he’d found that finding someone that could – or indeed was willing – to keep up with him was getting harder and harder. Well, that wasn’t entirely true, there were several other mutants at the institute that could easily rise to the occasion, but the names on that list were either not card carrying members of the Julian Keller appreciation society, or had gifts that would just leave him in the dust. Neither made for good candidates in his book.

Making his way through the shower block he was surprised that someone else was not only up but seemingly had the same idea he did, but whatever curiosity he felt wasn’t enough to outweigh the promise of hot water. Although whatever they were using to wash with was slightly...Cinnamon and Vanilla? Well, that was less than shall we say masculine in the Telekinetic mutant’s eyes. He resolved that he’d have to tease whoever it was about it later, but, again, for now he was more interested in washing away the fatigue and stiffness that was slowly settling into his muscles. With that in mind he quickly discarded his clothes in a haphazard fashion, leaving them wherever they fell as he slid into a cubicle and racked up the water to its highest temperature and fullest setting.

A faint grunt escaped his lips as he threw himself fully under the stream, planting his hands either side and leaning his head against the wall’s tiles as he savoured the feeling that the scalding bliss rained down on him, washing away the aches he didn’t even know he had until that point. With the heat of relaxation flooding through his senses it wasn’t long before the Californian succumbed to the same basic need that always naturally came at this point. Singing of course.

“Man it’s a hot one, like seven inches from the sun~!”

Surprisingly, while Julian was somewhat loath to advertise the fact, he wasn’t half bad and could at least carry a tune to some reasonable extent. Kinda. And although he had a tendency to over compensate on the volume for sections that the aforementioned talent failed him with, the other dude in the shower cubicle next to his wasn’t about to judge him, right? That violated shower room etiquette. Or something. Besides, anyone that should be in here would of heard him before, it wasn’t like this was some new occurrence. No, Julian was at ease, and belted out another verse at full volume with reckless abandon.

“Well, I hear you whispering in the words, to melt everyone, but you stay so cool... My muñequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa~!”

[mercury]

It was easy for Cessi to pretend that the heat from the shower was doing her some good. She had remembered, vaguely what it had felt like a few years ago. Her eyes were closed as she lathered herself up, her hair already washed. At least she wouldn't rust. Madonna's La Isla Bonita was dancing through her head and she moved to the music, in the stall. Not having a care in the world. Hell she didn't even react when someone entered the showers, it was pretty much a certainty that she wasn't the only one out and about. The place wasn't really known to hold to a curfew.

However, when she heard the voice she froze and her eyes flew open. That was a guy! What the hell was a guy doing in the girl's bathroom? Her head tilted and her eyes widened even more. That wasn't just anyone, that was Julian. What the hell was he doing in the..... "Oh shit." The two words were said softly. One of them made a big mistake and she was wondering which one it was. Quickly she rinsed off and turned off the water. Her red head stuck out of the stall door and she finally took a good look around. "Oh shit." This time the two words were said slightly louder. She slapped a hand over her mouth and let out a small 'gulp'.

Her eyes scanned for the towel and she whimpered to herself. She'd left her towel across the way with her clothes. "Eep." Worrying her bottom lip she made a mad dash for her towel, her wet feet slid out from underneath her and sent her to ground. Her wet body slid a bit more and she barely grabbed the towel as she passed by. She hadn't gone far, but it was enough to slow her down considerably, so any thought of getting out of there on time, was quickly fading.

[keller]

“You’re my reason for reason, the step in my groove, yeah~”

Julian missed the first profanity from the cubicle beside him, the water cascading down on him drowning out much of the outside noise, and his own loud singing practically taking care of the rest. That’s one thing he loved about taking showers, once the water got running you were practically cut off from the rest of the world for a few minutes. Of course, watery curtain or no watery curtain, slightly off key singing or no slightly off key singing, the second ‘Oh Shit’ was certainly loud enough to catch his hearing and cause him to pause.

“Yo, dude, you okay in there?” He called out, turning the water down with a frown. Great. That was all he needed right now, someone having a funny turn in the middle of his shower. Some people were so inconsiderate. After no reply being forth coming and the sound of sudden running that ended in a, well, what the thought was a crash, he leant backwards and popped his head out of the shower to find out what was going on.

“Yo, what’s the matte-- Cessily?!” He choked out in surprise as his blue eyes landed on the familiar form of the silvery girl, making a mad dash for freedom no less. What was she doing in here? ...Wait, if she was here, then was here where he thought it was? His mind raced, trying to remember just exactly what he’d seen before he entered. Of course it drew a blank, he’d been too focused on getting to a shower – any shower – that he’d not really paid much attention to his surroundings, which meant that there was a very real possibility that... “Ah, shit... Look, I didn’t mean to go into the wrong room, honest!”

He ducked his head back into the stall and switched the water off, grabbing the towel while he was at it and wrapping it around his waist before sliding out once more. His face turning slightly red and he rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, looking totally awkward – a rarity for him. “Ah... Could we keep this between us, I mean... It’s kinda... Um... Yeah... I mea-” Of course the embarrassment completely flooded from his face when his eyes settled on the familiar sights of the boy's bathroom over the girl’s shoulder. “Wait a second... You’re in the wrong place, not me...Ahahahaha!”

[mercury]

When Julian had called out to see if the 'dude' was alright, Cessily bit her lip and whimpered softly. This wasn't good, he was never going to let her live this down. She needed to get out and she needed to get out now. What a nightmare. On the up note at least it was Julian and Jamie. She can handle, sort of, being teased by Julian about it, but had it been any other guy, she'd die on the spot.

She had just gotten on her feet and was holding the towel in her hand when she heard his voice. She jumped, yelped, and spun around to face him, dropping the towel in the process. If she could have blushed she would have been red from head to toe, literally. Quickly she picked up the towel and wrapped it around herself. She leaned against the wall and tried to look casual. "Sup, Julian?" Her hand reached up and she pushed her hair out of her face.

When he said he didn't mean to go into the wrong room she started shaking her head. Her mouth opened to tell him that it was her that made the mistake. Although she was glad to know he thought it was him. When he started laughing at her she rushed over to him and put her hand over his mouth. "Don't you dare. You are not allowed to laugh, and you are not allowed to hold it over my head, and you are not allowed to tell anyone what happened. Got me?" She'd never hurt him or even attempt to and they both knew it.

"I wasn't paying attention, alright. Besides you even thought you were in the wrong one. So, yeah, no making fun. And you didn't see anything, got it?" Technically he saw everything but that was neither here nor there. As embarrassed as she was it was just Julian. "At least he's covered." Cessily had not realized she muttered those words under her breath as she looked past him and not at him. It was just Julian, but damn, Just Julian had a body. She'd have to be dead not to notice. Fortunately, it sunk in that it was Julian and she mentally 'eww'd'.

[keller]

The flash of naked silver just caught him off guard, making him stand there dumbly for several seconds as his brain tried to make sense of what it had just seen. No matter what way it attempted to look at it, it all came back to the same conclusion. Cessily Kincaide. Naked. Any other girl and he’d immediately would of probably wolf whistled or something to that effect, but the very fact it was who it was... She was his best friend. Well, more than that, practically a little sister to him. It was just... Wrong.

Needless to say he was somewhat happy that she quickly rectified the situation and attempted to act like that little part had never happened. The Lord knew Julian was happy to oblige on that little detail, even to the point where he’d gladly omit it entirely when he decided to retell the event at a later time. Preferably one that was further down the line, and offered maximum embarrassment. For now he’d just have to settle with just laughing his ass off. Which he did. Well, up until her cold metallic hand closed around his mouth and muffled it that was.

“At least I’m covered?” Julian repeated back with a quizzical arch of an eyebrow once his laughter had finally subsided, and her hand had finally removed itself. He spared a glance down at himself, still completely soaked from having slipped out of the shower seconds before, his modesty only maintained by the white towel wrapped around his waist. When he looked back up his eyes danced with unconcealed amusement, his regular cocksure smirk falling into place as his confidence returned full force in light of it actually being her mistake over his. “I guess I could drop the towel if you’d like, but I think you did that enough for the both of us, and it might just make it awkward. Well, more awkward.”

[mercury]

She knew that seeing hers naked was definitely not something that Julian wanted to happen. Not even because of how she looked but because of who she was. Pretty much the same reason she wouldn't want to see him naked. But it make her want to ask what he thought, like if she hadn't been who she was, and yeah well that gets complicated. Honestly, she really didn't want to know. Yeah, because then it would lead to who the thinks is hot, and then that would lead to stories she really doesn't want to hear.

"Quit laughing at me, Julian Keller. I mean it." Oh she'd be laughing her ass off if he had been the one in the wrong room. But no it just had to be her. Damn it to hell. Mercury blinked when he repeated what she said about him being covered. Damn it, she wasn't supposed to have said that out loud. "Don't you dare drop that towel, Julian Keller. The first time I see a real dick up close and personal, it's going to be one that I want to play with." She really really didn't want to see Julian's joystick. "Don't think of it as awkward and it won't be. Neither of us is attracted to the other, so no big deal. Right? Right? And we will forget this ever happened, you will not say a word, because you don't even have pictures to back it." If he told anyone she'd die, right there, on the spot, no questions asked.

[keller]

“Sorry, sorry...” The dark haired mutant apologised, doing his best to reining in his laughter, successfully halting it to the point where only the subtle twitches of his shoulders and constant slight quirk of his lips as he tried not to smirk or smile was the only outwardly sign. Inwardly of course he was still laughing his ass off inside his head in a biblical proportion. No matter how he looked at it, despite it being somewhat disturbing on the whole seeing her naked front (Or rather, thankfully, back as it were), it was going to source him a good several hours of amusement. And then some more when he told the story. All in all, it was good to be Julian Keller and not Cessily Kincaid at this moment in time.

“Thanks. That wasn’t the most disturbing thing I’ve heard today, he said sarcastically.” Julian deadpanned in response, pulling a face and giving an overly exaggerated shudder. He supposed he should be glad she hadn’t called it a Joystick, although that said he just knew she’d done just that in the privacy of her own head. She was somewhat predictable in that sense. He ran a hand through his wet hair and absently flicked the excess water from his fingers off to the side, grimacing slightly as the heat from the shower slowly began to ebb away.

“Fine, fine, I won’t tell anyone...” He trailed off and added mentally ‘that’ll let it get back to you straight away,’ taking full advantage of the fact that telepathy wasn’t listed under Cessily’s powers. Too many people could already read his mind lately it seemed.

“...But how did you get confused with the girl’s and the boy’s bathrooms? I mean, you’ve been here how long now? Kinda a weird mistake to do, well, assuming it was a mistake and that it wasn’t some sort of Freudish thing or something. Y’know, maybe you wanted someone else to be here, someone that you wouldn’t mind catching a glimpse of...?” Julian added the last part with a smirk and a suggestive waggle of his eyebrows, the corners of his blue eyes crinkling in amusement. If he wasn’t allowed to tell anyone, least not right away, he was going to have some fun with this. “Maybe you were looking for the one you wanted to play with?”

[mercury]

Julian wasn't sorry, they both knew that. Now if she had started crying, that might have been a different story, but since she got embarrassed, well, he wasn't sorry. She knew him well enough to know that he wouldn't keep this to himself either. Just another embarrassment to put up there with the rest. The only thing that saved her from being extremely embarrassed was knowing that, for one brief second, he thought he was the one in the wrong room. "No you aren't. We know it, quit lyin'." Silver eyes rolled as she removed her hand.

"Hey now. The fact that I came too close to seeing Wee Willy Winky is no walk in the park for me, bud. I'm going to have nightmares about the narrow escape." Another shudder passed through her. Sure the girls thought Julian was hot, but yeah, not for her. She loved him like a brother, he was a dear friend, but yeah... no. Her eyes narrowed when he said he wouldn't tell anyone. She didn't have to be a mind reader to know that was a lie from hell. She couldn't prove it, but she'd hear about it, she just knew it.

"I was listening to my music and wasn't paying attention. Dancing around the halls and stuff." Cessily just shrugged, it was late, she had her music on, she wasn't looking where she was going, etc. At his comments about her maybe wanting to see someone else the girl slowly shook her head and shrugged. "Yeah, don't think so. Nope, no one around here I want to see naked. Not unless Tom Welling showed up and no one told me." The slivery skinned woman picked up her clothes and went into one of the shower stalls to get dressed. It was a lie there was one, but it wasn't something that she actually talked about, having firmly planted herself in the friend zone. It was her own doing and she knew it. Once dressed she came back out and looked at him. "What about you? Any girl you wished it had been other than me?" A brow arched as she looked over at him.