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[fanfictionalrogue]

Playing Both Sides by Tamarai

Title: Playing Both Sides

Author: Tamarai and on Tumblr @tamsolo

Summary: Rogue is good at infiltrating enemy bases as a double agent, but maybe this time, she's a little too good. Romy

Rate: M

Fanfiction ID:  7336198

Universe: Wolverine & the X-Men

Characters: Gambit/Remy Lebeau, Rogue/Anna Marie, Jean-Paul Beaubier/Northstar, Fenris Twins. 

Genre: Romance and Adventure.

Status: Complete

Published: Between Aug 29, 2011 and Feb 14, 2012

Word Count: 111,001 in 34 chapters

Content/Author Notes: Disclaimer: I do not own the X-men, nor am I affiliated with Marvel in any way.

Author's notes: I just can't seem to resist the call of the new X-men cartoon even though it was cancelled after only one season, so here's another fic in this verse! I like that Rogue and Gambit never met on the show, it keeps so many possibilities open. For those unfamiliar with the 'toon, I've taken the liberty of keeping things easy to follow and slightly AU.

A few notes: The MRD stands for the Mutant Registration Department—a government run program for capturing and detaining mutants, claiming it's necessary to register and imprison mutants for public safety—although they seem to have mutants that work for them. They are the show's main antagonist. S.H.I.E.L.D. is like a secret ops program that enlists all types of people or mutants with special abilities, running its own secretive agenda, mainly for the good of everyone regardless of the ruthless methods used at times. Sometimes they are protagonists, sometimes they are not. I did not want to bring the mojoverse into this fic, but to keep canon with the series, it is briefly addressed.

As always, I use minimal accents, I truly believe your imaginations are far better than all my misspelled words and apostrophes.

I recommend this because first there are only 42 Romy fics (on Fanfiction.net) pairing Rogue and Gambit in the Wolverine & the X-Men universe, most of them are one shots so If someone asked me I definitively  would list this fic in the Must read ones in said Universe.

This fic gets me thrilled with all the action and all the adventures they have, you get the opportunity to read some characters on the X-Men Universe a little bit forgotten.

[wulfshe]

"There’s something refreshing about spending time in the company of children, don’t you think?” A morning spent in the company of orphans, giving into curiosity about how Laewyth treated some of its most vulnerable. Knowledge, Ingrid had always believed, was not a thing you could have too much of. All knowledge was good knowledge. Especially when it concerned others. “I think that sometimes there’s so much we can learn from them.”

[eirikvarsson-blog]

ϟ ☾ “Come, drink with me. This is a momentous occasion,” Eirik raised his goblet to the other, merrily. “I never thought I’d see a time that my people would join forces with the South. The gods demand that we mark this day.” 

[dimwitgyda-blog]

Laewyth, evening.

“Do you know ---,” Gyda hushed conspiratorially, “Where I can get a love potion?”

[christoffholstein-blog]

«✧ “I’m sweltering,” the guard complained with a heavy sigh.  “Who decided it was a good idea to stoke the fire? Savages will melt in their furs. Or is this ridiculous heat all a ruse to cease the pillaging in this fair city?” 

[saanvalr]

   Saanvi greatly admired the event--Laewyth was lit up with light, laughter, and games aplenty. What a lovely, welcoming idea. She would have done the same, she would hope, if it had been the southerners in Svalr.

    She was particularly interested in their small productions--acts of drama, humor and intrigue. It made her heart ache. How similar this was to Diwali in her mother country. Watching with bright eyes, she leaned to the person at her side, “In India, we had men that breathed fire.”

[ofbjor-blog]

the crowds were impressive. if bjor had thought the town center of laewyth was busy before the festival, now it was downright teeming with hot, sweaty, drunk bodies. it reminded bjor of home, actually; if, of course, the people walking didn’t look to him with such contempt.

the jarl sat at the fire pit ( one of many that had been set up throughout the kingdom, serving as local meeting spots for festival goers to eat and drink outdoors ), watching the happenings around him intently, eager to learn more of the people who were celebrating. “ what could they be celebrating, without a reason or sacrifice to make it real ?” he was speaking mostly to himself, but anyone could have heard.

[dcrrikrosc]

     “If you had any sense, you’d leave now,” Derrik paced the floor, looking out into the murky, grey clouds that clotted the skies. War was so imminent on the horizon, that the weather was shifting to accommodate it's mood, “Things are about to get... unsavory.”