Worlds apart, together back then
I don't own Xmen Evo, but I do own my Rogue accent..
The King of hearts. My favorite card. To me, every card has its meaning, its story, its secrets. If I pull a random card, it's usually my card, the King. The other Acolytes have fun with this. "Remy LeBeau, the King o' Hearts!" followed by riotous laughter. Piotr is the only one who never participates. He don't talk much, though, so he don't count as much. Piotr's a King, King of clubs. A diamond in the rough, as it were. Pietro? He's a Jack, or Knave, as I prefer. Knave of diamonds. Flashy, and always trying to seethe with regality that he don't have. Then there's John. He's an Ace. Spades, of course. He'll be the death of me yet. And Sabertooth. Who could forget the Ace of clubs? A sadist, pure and simple. And you'd think I fashion myself the King of hearts, right? I think not. I'm the Two of clubs. A greasy, no good lackey held by a ruthless super- villain because.. Let's not go there. Not yet. And who better to think about and change my mood then---
"The Queen of spades, Ah guess. How 'bout y'all?" came Rogue's drawl from her room, with the recent addition of Tabitha as a roommate. Kitty concentrated and then said, "I dunno. Ace of Hearts, I guess. Tabby?" "Probably Queen o' clubs. But Rogue, I had you figured for Ace, not Queen. Ya know, death card and all that?" Rogue looked at her bed, then up into Tabby's eyes. "Spades are pain cards. The Queen is the matriarch and receiver of the pain." Kitty's eyes widened. Tabitha laughed. "Deep huh?" Kitty nodded and Tabitha laughed. "Don't worry, we appreciate deep here. So, what do our cards mean?" Rogue thought for a minute. "Hearts are love and loss of it. The Ace is low, it doesn't get much o' either. And clubs are work and the rewards from it. The Queen works hard and gives her reward to others." Tabitha looked confused. "Where'd ya learn this, Rogue?" "Mah dad. Kinda. He left me a poem. Ripped it up when Ah was seven." Kitty murmured "Oh." "But, Rogue,--"
"Why?" Remy thought to himself. "Why do I think I seen her b'fore?" He was looking through all his pictures, kindergarten through second grade. In the first grade pictures, he found it. Rather, he found her. White bangs encasing a small girls face, dark hair behind it. Remy turned the picture over slowly, as if afraid the girl would fall out. "Remy and Marie at the playground" read his mother's neat handwriting on the back. He turned the picture back over as slowly as the first time and took a good look at the girl in it. He backed up to his bed, still shocked at this discovery and now vividly recalling the night she said she hated him, not knowing she was across town telling the story, not understanding why, when she had yelled "Ah hate you!" she had been crying.
I don't own Xmen Evo, but I do own my Rogue accent..
The King of hearts. My favorite card. To me, every card has its meaning, its story, its secrets. If I pull a random card, it's usually my card, the King. The other Acolytes have fun with this. "Remy LeBeau, the King o' Hearts!" followed by riotous laughter. Piotr is the only one who never participates. He don't talk much, though, so he don't count as much. Piotr's a King, King of clubs. A diamond in the rough, as it were. Pietro? He's a Jack, or Knave, as I prefer. Knave of diamonds. Flashy, and always trying to seethe with regality that he don't have. Then there's John. He's an Ace. Spades, of course. He'll be the death of me yet. And Sabertooth. Who could forget the Ace of clubs? A sadist, pure and simple. And you'd think I fashion myself the King of hearts, right? I think not. I'm the Two of clubs. A greasy, no good lackey held by a ruthless super- villain because.. Let's not go there. Not yet. And who better to think about and change my mood then---
"The Queen of spades, Ah guess. How 'bout y'all?" came Rogue's drawl from her room, with the recent addition of Tabitha as a roommate. Kitty concentrated and then said, "I dunno. Ace of Hearts, I guess. Tabby?" "Probably Queen o' clubs. But Rogue, I had you figured for Ace, not Queen. Ya know, death card and all that?" Rogue looked at her bed, then up into Tabby's eyes. "Spades are pain cards. The Queen is the matriarch and receiver of the pain." Kitty's eyes widened. Tabitha laughed. "Deep huh?" Kitty nodded and Tabitha laughed. "Don't worry, we appreciate deep here. So, what do our cards mean?" Rogue thought for a minute. "Hearts are love and loss of it. The Ace is low, it doesn't get much o' either. And clubs are work and the rewards from it. The Queen works hard and gives her reward to others." Tabitha looked confused. "Where'd ya learn this, Rogue?" "Mah dad. Kinda. He left me a poem. Ripped it up when Ah was seven." Kitty murmured "Oh." "But, Rogue,--"
"Why?" Remy thought to himself. "Why do I think I seen her b'fore?" He was looking through all his pictures, kindergarten through second grade. In the first grade pictures, he found it. Rather, he found her. White bangs encasing a small girls face, dark hair behind it. Remy turned the picture over slowly, as if afraid the girl would fall out. "Remy and Marie at the playground" read his mother's neat handwriting on the back. He turned the picture back over as slowly as the first time and took a good look at the girl in it. He backed up to his bed, still shocked at this discovery and now vividly recalling the night she said she hated him, not knowing she was across town telling the story, not understanding why, when she had yelled "Ah hate you!" she had been crying.