Sassier than you thought possible.

//Rogue RP Blog. Check out 'about' page for rules/description.

[yaflaminidict-blog]

The drive into town was short and remained comfortably silent.  Logan wasn’t much of a conversationalist and Rogue thankfully never required small talk.  But when he pulled the vehicle into the lot of a small sports bar, he gave her a quick glance.  “This work?”  Normally, he wouldn’t have cared.  But Rogue’s opinion mattered to him.  If she thought she wouldn’t be comfortable here, he’d find somewhere else.  It was a little rundown, making most folks wary of the quality of food, drink, and service.  It was why Logan liked it.  They’d be left alone here.  And it’d be quiet.  

[yestheroguemarie]

Her heart tugged slightly as they pulled into the parking lot of a small building, the slightly rundown outside and old sign reminding her of a lot of good memories she’d had with him and others in her past. “It looks great, sugah,” Marie replied, a happy glimmer in her eye. She undid her seatbelt, climbing out of the car and waiting for him to exit before starting towards the building. She liked the safety she felt, knowing that he was always keeping an eye out for trouble. She knew others felt suffocated by it, but it made her feel at home. 

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Although there was no visible smile on his lips, there was a crinkle at the corners of his eyes, revealing his amusement.  He shot Rogue a quick look before starting the car and throwing it into gear as the garage door lifted.  He pulled out onto the pavement of the drive and headed for town, cruising quietly past the front gates with the plaque announcing what stood behind them.  He had a bar in mind.  It was something lowkey, but not one of the holes he usually ended up crawling into on one of his restless nights.  The crowd at this place would be a degree friendlier and far less seedy… it was a place he could take Rogue to without feeling like he needed to keep a constant eye out for someone trying to harm her.  

[yestheroguemarie]

Her lips grew into a sweet smile when she saw his expression slightly change. She knew she rarely got a smile out of him, but seeing that was enough to make her heart warm. She tried to hide the softness of her face when he looked over at her, still not ready to be sweet and vulnerable. She had a rep to protect, dammit. As they drove, she stared through the dashboard, watching the scenery go by. The gardens surrounding the grounds were actually pretty nice to look at, but generally when she passed them she was pretty distracted from being pressed up against Logan. 

[yaflaminidict-blog]

He could feel her eyes on him as he moved on ahead of her.  But what part of his anatomy her eyes were on… he was completely oblivious to that.  Well, he tried to convince himself that he was oblivious to it.  “Take over the world?  Sounds a little ambitious.  You trying to tell me you have some villainous plot for me?”  There’s a smirk on his lips.  She was flirting with him… teasing him.  Or… was she?  Instead of trying to answer his own question, he grabbed one of the spare keys, unlocked the doors and slid into the driver’s seat.  “Darlin’, you had me at ‘liquor license’.”

[yestheroguemarie]

She smirked, looking over at him heading over to the driver’s seat. “Ah’m sure we could make one up in no time. We have plenty of experience with all the bad guys we’re meant to fight.”She finally ripped her eyes away when she got to the car door, sliding in her side and buckling her seatbelt. She adjusted her jeans, still kind of wishing that she was wearing leggings. The jeans dug into her midsection while sitting, because Kitty had convinced her to get high waisted ones in order to wear crop tops. She still was yet to purchase any crop tops, but these were the jeans she had put on today. She laughed. “Ah figured that would reel you in.”

@yaflaminidict 

[yaflaminidict-blog]

“Too bad weather control isn’t on that list of powers.”  Either way, Logan would be SCREWED.  If her jeans got soaked through, they’d hug her curves just as much as the leggings would… and he’d probably get himself into SOME kind of trouble over it… especially if they rode the bike.  And DAMN, it was a tempting thought.  But no… the car was the best option.  He COULD give her the option to change… but no… he needed to make sure things stayed as platonic as possible.  He walked the rest of the way to the garage in variable silence.  And instead of the bike, which is what he would have chosen ANY other day, rain or shine, he walked right past it, heading instead for a small, two-door sports car.  “Where’d ya wanna eat?”

[yestheroguemarie]

“Ah’m kind of glad. Add anything else, you’d take over the world in no time,” she teased. “No one would say no to a combination of those powers and that face.” She followed him off to the garage, admiring his butt casually as they went. He usually walked in front of her in what she assumed was a protection thing, and that always gave her a nice change to admire his features from the back. She was jolted out of PG-13 daydreams when he asked. “Uh, anywhere, really. Anyplace with a liquor license.” 

[yaflaminidict-blog]

He’d never let her pay.  He’d have his wallet out and money ready to go before they could even get their check.  “We both know how this is gonna go.”  He chuckled quietly, his eyes finding her soft features for a moment before facing forward again.  “It’s rainin’.  We’ll have to take a car.”  A part of him was ALMOST disappointed at the prospect of not being on the bike.  Another part of him was RELIEVED.  Being pressed too close to her for any period of time did things to Logan he wasn’t comfortable dealing with.

[yestheroguemarie]

She laughed, shaking her head. “Add lightening-fast reflexes to your life of powers, at least when it comes to paying. Ah almost feel guilty going out with you now.” She hated that he paid for her every chance he got, but it was kind of nice to not have to worry about the cost of things. That didn’t erase the guilt, however. She knew that he cared for her, but she also knew that she didn’t want to take advantage of his kindness. When she realized it was raining, her face fell slightly. She loved riding his bike with him. “Damn. Ah wore jeans for nothing. Ah’ve been wanting to change into leggings all day.” 

[yaflaminidict-blog]

“I could eat.”  The corner of his lips quirked up slightly.  He, in fact, was not ‘weirded out’ by her unexpected touch.  Logan ENJOYED it.  But that was EXACTLY why he tended to avoid it.  Rogue was a grown woman… but he still could have been old enough to be her father… or her grandfather even.  “You’re not offerin’ to pay, are ya?”  His tone is teasing as he turns towards her door, already in his leather jacket. 

[yestheroguemarie]

“Good. Mah stomach has been grumbling since midway through Chapter 4,” she said with a sigh, opening her top drawer and getting her wallet. She stuffed it into the back of her tight jeans, smoothing her hair. She smirked at him. “Yeah, why the hell not? You’d paid the last two times, even though ah’ve tried to set my money down before yours.” She kicked his boot lightly, following him out and closing her door. 

[yaflaminidict-blog]

Logan just grunts in response to her first question, suddenly VERY distracted at her closeness and the feel of her fingers brushing his hair.  It was an odd, but nice gesture.  They’ve always been close, but touches like that were NORMALLY an area that they generally didn’t drift into… if LOGAN could avoid it.  “Let’s just say that the ‘Mutant Mud War’ ended peacefully.”

[yestheroguemarie]

She pulled her hand back down to her side, not entirely sure why she felt the need to touch him. She hoped he wasn’t weirded out by it. She had made a motion as if it was a special moment, when it obviously was not. Just another day. She grinned at him, rolling her eyes and reaching behind him to grab her jacket, slightly cold. “It better have. Want to get dinner?”

[yaflaminidict-blog]

@yestheroguemarie from HERE

Logan reached a hand up, running it through his wild hair, feeling the mud.  “Damn kids,” he grumbles.  “They’re taking advantage of the rain to make the BIGGEST mess possible.  Got caught in the crossfire.”  And the kid who had hit him damn near shit himself when he saw the look on Logan’s face when the mud glob SMACKED into the side of his head.

[yestheroguemarie]

She smirked. “All these years stuck being their teacher, and you really expect anything else from them when it’s muddy?” She reached up to pull a few clumps out of his hair, realizing after she had done so that this wasn’t something she normally did. “Ah bet you scared the shit out of them when you told ‘em to stop. Was it the first years?”  @yaflaminidict 

[yestheroguemarie]

"You weren't waiting at the door for me like usual..."

Marie looked up, face falling in realization. “Shit, sorry.” She brushed back her bangs, dog earing her book and putting it to the side. “Ah got a little too invested in this book. Time really decided to drift away, ah guess.” She slipped off of her bed, stretching slightly and looking up at him. She raised an eyebrow. “Why do you have mud in your hair?”

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Homecoming

[yestheroguemarie]

“Ah don’t want to talk about it in a place like this,” she said softly. “But ah made a lot of mistakes. And young girls on the road by themselves…Their mistakes lead to much bigger problems,” she mumbled. She sighed, leaning back in the booth and pulling her knees to her chest. “Basically, ah fucked up. But my fuck ups were worse than ah thought.” 

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His brow furrowed and his expression darkened slightly, but he heaved a sigh, both of his hands tightening into fists.  He didn’t want to press her.  Not here.  Marie had a temper.  Something she probably got from him.  But he wanted… no, he needed to know what happened to her out there.  Dammit.  He should have been there for her.  Damn you, Chuck.  “Later.”  His gaze lingers on her for a long moment before he starts into his food which has already started to get cold.  He intended to get her to talk to him about it tonight.  He didn’t want to do it at the mansion.  There was no privacy there.  But there was a small park nearby that was always empty at dark.  Maybe there, where it’s dark, perfectly quiet, and they’d be perfectly alone, she’d be willing to tell him about her demons.  

[yestheroguemarie]

Marie nodded, looking down at the table. She felt bad for worrying him--she knew he was worried by what she said, and she knew he was going to want to talk about it. Marie /did/ want to talk about it. Just...not so soon. She couldn’t. Every emotional wound was still healing, and she didn’t even know how to put into words half of the things she had been and was still feeling. Logan would be understanding for sure, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted him to be. Half of the shit she got into was so awful that she almost hoped he would be upset with her, so she would have a motivation to get over it. But she also wanted him to hold her and tell her everything would be okay. 

[yestheroguemarie]

//slightly back?

//After a whole saga of a new job, insane schedule, house problems, a break in, and the burglary of my laptop, I might finally kind of be back. Ish. Sorry for being MIA. 

[freaksinabox-archived]

I GOT THE JOB

I got the job in Cincinnati. I will be moving tomorrow and after that, other than work, I will have regular internet access. So I can be on far more frequently. I dont know if that means RPs are going to happen more frequently, seeing as how quiet it HAS been on here, but I guess I’ll have to wait and see.

[yestheroguemarie]

//Ahh congrats! :)

[yestheroguemarie]

//ooc: i’m leaving on a jet plane

I’m heading out to NYC/Boston for a week so I will most likely not be online at all. I’ll get to responses when I come back! :) 

[freaksinabox-archived]

I HAVE A JOB INTERVIEW TOMORROW

I have to work today and make the drive down there then probably come back tomorrow night. So probably no internet for me. Not that I have much of anything going on here anyway. But just wanted to keep everyone informed as to why I havent been around much. Busy, busy, busy.

[yestheroguemarie]

//good luck! :)

[freaksinabox-archived]

Homecoming

[yestheroguemarie]

“Marie,” he paused momentarily, a muscle in his jaw twitching, “What happened after you left?”  He knew he should have gone after her that day.  Should have listened to his instincts.  But Chuck had convinced him otherwise.  Said that this was something Rogue needed to do alone.  This was something that could change the whole world for her.  And it seemed like it had… only, for the worst.  This wasn’t the same woman he’d known before she left.  “What happened?”  

“Ah don’t want to talk about it in a place like this,” she said softly. “But ah made a lot of mistakes. And young girls on the road by themselves...Their mistakes lead to much bigger problems,” she mumbled. She sighed, leaning back in the booth and pulling her knees to her chest. “Basically, ah fucked up. But my fuck ups were worse than ah thought.” 

[yestheroguemarie]

“That’s….a lot of thinking,” Kitty said quietly, taking another bite of ice cream. “But…what’s been done is over with, ya know? All we really can do is make the best of what we have right now, like…partially melted ice cream.” The brunette smiled warmly before continuing. “Decisions always come with their pros and cons, but what really matters is that you had the courage to even make a decision.” Kitty fell silent for a moment before chuckling awkwardly. “Just my two cents.”

“It’s way too much thinking,” she said with a little smile. “But yeah, partially melted ice cream does make it a lot better.” Marie shifted, chewing on her lips. “Ah...ah don’t know. Ah didn’t even really make a decision. All the signs just pointed to me going and doing it. To this day, ah still don’t know if ah truly want it,” she said softly. 

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[text] I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry please just pick up the phone. //poor bbs

[text: Logan]  No.  

[yestheroguemarie]

“Don’t thank me yet darlin’.  You may hate me in the mornin’.”  He kicked the bike to life before settling onto the seat behind her.  He could feel her relax back against his body, but that only caused him to tense up.  Not because of her skin.  He’d never been afraid of it before and now, he didn’t even need to.  Her power was gone.  But having the woman he’d become close friends with a long time ago was possibly all drugged up and boozed down and he wasn’t entirely sure what to do about it.  He knew he needed to get her home.  That was the most important part.

So he set off for the mansion.  It was late enough.  They wouldn’t attract much attention.  And when Logan pulled the bike up in a parking spot in the garage and turned it off, all was silent.  He removed himself from the bike before turning back towards Marie and offering her a way to steady herself so she too could dismount the machine.

She slightly rolled back into him with the bike started, holding on for dear life. She could feel herself lose consciousness every so often, so she tried to focus on what would happen when they got home to keep her awake. She would come home and Logan would help her up into the mansion, letting her sleep. And he would be furious in the morning. She would be furious with herself too, but she knew he would be so ashamed at his reaction that she might never be able to face him again. When they finally arrived, she shakily got off of the bike with his help, leaning against the wall while she waited for him to help her into the house. “Thank you,’ she murmured.