Idiot. Idiot, idiot. IDIOT.
It was her own damn fault. She knew that.
The team had told her not to come—you're human now Marie.
Marie. Not Rogue.
Marie.
Did she ask them to suddenly switch to her real name? No. But she was human now, wasn't she. Had to have a human name to go along with her human weakness. Except—damn-it!
It wasn't like her powers had done anything for her, but once she didn't have them she wasn't allowed to play with the big kids?
So, okay. She'd snapped.
Told them she'd be fine.
Told them to stop worrying—stop being so damn judgmental and damn-it she could take care of her own damn self.
And then she'd gone and gotten caught by some low-life henchman who was trying to take out a phone booth of all things with spikes—spikes!
Now they'd never let her out of the mansion. If they ever let her back in…
