un_gloved: (queen of hearts)
Rogue ([personal profile] un_gloved) wrote2010-08-19 09:50 pm

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Rogue's room had the air of one that was unlived in. It had been almost half a year since she'd begun sleeping at other people's places. Mostly Spike's, a few times Wolverine's, but almost never in a room alone. She spent time her in her room, and kept things there, but it didn't feel the way it had when it had been constantly a mess and fully hers.

That kind of thing seemed to be going around. At least, her room wasn't the only thing that felt half-alien and unfamiliar.

After more than two hours of not moving, Rogue's eyelids twitched. Her lashes fluttered open and she took in the room with a calm, steady gaze. Not sedated- not any more- although a certain lethargy clung to her initial movements, turning her head and and shifting against the mattress, pushing herself up on her elbows and frowning a little as her head fell forward, heavy.

"Mnh."

[identity profile] missingthekeep.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 09:46 am (UTC)(link)
"An' why in blazes should I believe you over a woman I've known f'r years?" Sean asks, body instinctively relaxing while his guard goes up, ready for anything. From the few scraps he's gleaned of the last few years of his life, what little he's managed to piece together into something that makes sense, it was already personal between them. "This is what ye do."

[identity profile] un-gloved.livejournal.com 2010-09-17 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
A very slow smirk curled her lips and she planted her hands on the end of the bed, leaning against it.

"Not a reason I can think of. The beauty of it is, it doesn't matter. Believe me or don't, it's still true. And you can't touch me, here."

[identity profile] missingthekeep.livejournal.com 2010-09-22 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Says who?" Sean grits, glowering. "Rogue's a tough lass." An empty threat unless she forces his hand, to be sure, but they're all that he's got right about now.

[identity profile] un-gloved.livejournal.com 2010-09-26 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," she said without blinking, "just like I taught her to be. Believe you me, Sean," she continued, drawling, padding around the bed back to the side he stood on, "you should count your blessings that I'm the strongest one in here, as opposed to, say, your cousin."

She smiled, slowly, clearly amused.

"Because he is in here with us, Sean, and I'm sure he'd love to say hello."