You’re not my Jubilee, are you?

It was around that moment, finally being granted a closer look at her fellow mutant that Laura realised this version of Jubilee wasn’t one she was familiar with, compared to the bubbly-fun-loving party girl she knew, this version of Jubilee seemed more… Rugged? She was certainly on the older side, not quite as old as the likes of Jean Grey, Emma Frost, Storm or her other fellow mutants in the prison, but not quite as young as the Jubilee Laura had known, who was about the same age as Laura herself, albeit maybe a little older, something she never seemed to stop teasing the Wolverine clone about.

(Imagine a version of Jubilee similar to the version from X-Men 97, albeit not quite as old)

Still, despite her more grizzled appearance, Jubilee still sported that same familiar cocky grin, seemingly completely unbothered by the prison she found herself in, she certainly didn’t quite it quite as bad as her fellow prisoners, that was for sure, although she still certainly found herself in a rather humiliating state, having nothing to wear other than a shorter, more revealing version of her classic yellow jacket. Compared to the Jubilee she knew, this version of the mutant was remarkably toned, even slightly scarred, although she would never admit it, it was enough to make Laura blush slightly…

Unfortunately, it seemed the diaper-wearing clone had been staring for a little too long, as Jubilee just raised an eyebrow at the clone. “Anyone there? Earth to the Wolverine? Or, I guess I should say ‘The Cub’ given your current attire.” She declared with a chuckle, only making the mutant blush redder.

“Shut it.” Laura growled, glaring at the taller woman but continuing to speak regardless. “You seem like you’ve been here a while, can you tell me what you know about this prison?” She asked, eager to gain what knowledge she could from what seemed to be a veteran prisoner…