They don't ask a second time. The doctor's assistants step forward and begin ripping clothes away. There are outcries and punches thrown. Guns are pulled out, prisoners are shot. Blood pools on the white ground; all goes silent.
"Do anymore of you have objections?"
With trembling hands and bile in her throat, Rogue lifts her nightshirt and lets it flutter to the ground. Her nipples instantly harden from the cold, and there are wolf whistles and carnal comments made.
She fights back tears, but keeps her shoulders squared. She'd always assumed the first and only man to see her naked would be Remy, but things didn't always go as planned and she won't let them see her cry.
I should warn you all: I'm a sick sort of gal and I plan on putting both Rogue and Remy through hell. You've been warned :]
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