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Send me 'â' for my muse to have a mental breakdown in front of yours.
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Our characters are alone at last, but my character is distracted with other things. How would your character turn my character's mind from their busy work and seduce them?
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My Muse Is Suddenly Killed In Front Of Your Muse, How Does Your Muse React?
On the Run {Bucky & Rogue}
The streets.
Sadly, they seemed to be the one constant "home" in Rogue's life. Then again, if she left her second family with the Brotherhood, could she really call herself that anymore?
Rogue cracked a smirk and silently chuckled. âWelcome tâ thâ X-Men.â
   âYeah, itâs a warm welcome if you can survive it.â  She joked looking over at the female. Â
"Yeah, well, if it was easy, our trainin' room wouldn't be called th' Danger Room," she responded. "Yah must be one of th' new recruits. What's yer name?"
Spit it out
Send âSPIT IT OUT!â and Iâll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!
10. Is that the last cookie?!
"Don't worry," Rogue began before taking a bite. "There's another dozen baking...should be done any minute now."
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[text]ermergerd whatareyoudoingheywhat hey
[TEXT] Woah! Slow down!
[TEXT] What did you have Parker?
"Your brother hates you, you know." Harley said sweetly. "Hates you. You took his mother from him. You got her and he didn't. God, how awful you must be to steal someone's family away from them." she said.
Feed my muse terrible lies and try to convince them itâs true. Confuse and torment them.
"What? No. No, heâŚhe doesnâtâŚ" Rogue argued, though her faltering voice was clear proof of her doubt. "It-It wasnât like dat! Not at all!"
But what if⌠What if it was true? What if Kurt really did hate her?
She winced, glaring at the blonde as her body tensed. âHe-He doesnât believe dat! He knows he could tell meh anything!â she snapped, though it was clear how much she doubted that herself.
"I have ta wonda if ya actually believe thaâ or if theyâre jusâ the pretty white lies people keep tellinâ ya." she said.
Rogue felt sick to her stomach. "Shut it!" she snapped, not wanting to hear anymore, glowering at the blonde.
"Youâre making so much noise."
She jumped in surprise and turned around to see the stranger. Although unnerved at her sudden appearance, Rogue kept calm as as she downed her drink. "Didn't realize I was breakin' any noise rules..." she grumbled and poured herself another shot. "Thought this place was supposed to be vacant anyway."
âI donât wanna fight alone anymore.â
"âŚ"
She looked over at the blonde, with a small frown but gentle eyes.
"Yah wonât," Rogue promised. "Weâre in dis together."
Harley was quiet for a moment. âI think Iâll die firsâ. Noâ ta be morbid or anythinâ, jusâ honesâ. Iâm a villain or was and I have a loâ of ole enemies. Jusâ makes sense.â She explained.
Rogue winced, her hold actually tightening on Harley accidentally. âNo. No, yah wonât,â she nearly hissed, not letting go yet. After a moment, she pulled back, but only to look her friend in the eye. âListen. Ah donât know whatâs gonna happen in thâ future, but Ahâm not lettinâ anything happen tâ yah. Not on mah watch.â
Harley laughed, but itâs was hollow. âYa canâ be everywhere and honestly, I wouldnâ wanâ ya ta be. If Iâm gonna die, yeah Iâd like it ta be of old age, buâ Iâm noâ stupid nor an I naive. I will go when my times come, whether itâ hundred years from now or two hours. Thaâ doesnâ mean I ainâ gonna fighâ if itâ an unfair death.â
The Southern kept quiet, not wanting to argue with the blonde, but she was determined to keep her friend from any such demise. A rueful smile and a bitter laugh came from her at Harley's last comment. "Yeah, well...Ah'd say dat's somethin' we got in common, Harle."
He salutes her back. âThe South has the most patriotic sumbitches around. AndâŚlooks like absorbing Carolâs powers has done wonders. Thatâs it. Youâre in with us, if you want the job.â
Rogue wasn't sure how, but some way, she was going to get Natasha back for 'suggesting' the striped-haired mutant to wear the 'patriotic' bikini...
When she heard someone approaching, she thought it was just a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent or one of the other X-Men staying until the mission was completed...
Not the man who could very decide if she was to join the Avengers or not.
However, Rogue didn't back down, and she merely flashed a playful smirk. "Her powers helped wit' flyin' and wit' mah right hook... Th' rest is what Ah did wit' what God gave meh," she corrected him but her tone was still light. "And if Ah known all it took t' join th' Avengers was t' show up in dis, Ah would've done it sooner."
"Has no one told you she's not breathing?"
"âŚWell, I might answer that if you tell me who the hell youâre talking about?"
"Dat Seer yah sent meh t' see..."