Hey, all! I'm currently working on a bigger story that takes place a year or so after The Last Stand, so this is mostly a collection of drabbles to bridge the gap between the end of the movie and the beginning of the fic. Nothing too big here—no real pairings, anyways; just doing a character study of Rogue and co. with a bit of an underlying story that I'm sure will peek out sooner or later. Til then… angst galore!


The cafeteria gets a bit quieter when she walks in. Not much, though: a momentary pause in too many conversations and too many eyes on her before suddenly no one will look at her at all. She looks at the salad bar, refuses to glance at anyone. There are snatches of conversations here and there about the Cure and how stupid it is and how proud they should be to be mutants and she knows that the words are about her. Guess bigotry works both ways. Because she knows they hate her for running.

And somewhere deep down, she hates herself, too.