Angels and Cards
It's been a week and that Evan character is acting like he owns the place. I guess that's what you'd expect from a surf head but I'm not complaining. No more 'Rogue this' and 'Rogue that'. No more nagging, no more acting like I'm some sort of child that can't be trusted. Now that Evan's taken the spotlight, I can relax.
There was a sudden movement on the monitor that forced Rogue to look up from her notebook. 'Stupid surveillance. Why'd I have to be the one left here?' Yes again they'd left me to watch over the mansion while they go off and fight. I thought I was an X-Men too. I mean, I'm better equipped to fight than, say, Kitty. I only take pity on her cause I know Kurt has a thing for her…that will be over soon enough.
A knock erupted from the front door shattering the silence. Rogue dropped her pencil her heart beating fast. Why was she so edgy? She looked at the monitor but no one was there. She figured it was the wind and bent over to pick up her pencil. Another knock exploded from the hall and Rogue swung her head up so fast she hit her head on the table.
'This better be good.' Rogue said rubbing her head. She looked up at the surveillance and again no one was there. Then there was non-stop banging at the door. Rogue clutched her book to her chest and backed away afraid it might get in. But then the banging stopped.
She slowly crept toward the front door, her hand tightly grasping a phone. She slipped one of her gloves off and reached for the lock.
She threw open the door and there stood a tall figure, soaking wet in a trench coat. She saw him hold a cigarette to his mouth and as it lit up it reflected two ruby red eyes. The figure flicked the butt away and put his hands in his pocket.
'Are you going to stand there all day or invite Remy in?' He said, Rogue was still holding the phone and against her better judgment she stepped aside, letting the stranger enter. She brushed himself off and looked around, inspecting his surroundings. Rogue closed the door and stood still locking the door, staring at him. He turned and looked a bit uncomfortable.
'So ma petite, are you alone?'
'So what if ah am?'
'You know chere, ya not supposed to answer a question with a question.' She rolled her eyes, remembering Logan had told her that earlier that same day. She walked back into the surveillance room and sat back down. He followed after awhile and seemed quite interested in the rooms.
'So why are ya here mr…'
'Remy LeBeau chere. And toi?' Remy reached for her hand to kiss it but Rogue pulled away. Remy looked a bit taken aback but settled his hands back in his pockets.
'Ma name's Rogue. So why are ya here?'
'Rogue…that's an interesting name…Are you a mutant?' Rogue now looked into his eyes as if to say 'Don't go there.' Obviously he had not gotten that part of the message.
'What's your gift?'
'Ah don't have one. Now tell me why ya'r here or leave…'
'Okay chere okay! Remy's here to see Ororo.'
'Well she's gone out on a mission.' The phone rang in Rogue's hand and Rogue jumped a bit. She then held it to her ear and said 'Hello?'
'Rogue?'
'Scott! How did the mission go?'
'Scott?' Remy smirked, 'that's not a girl's name…' Rogue gave him a dangerous look.
'Rogue, is someone else there with you? You know you aren't supposed to have anyone there with you…'
'Ah know Scott, but this guy turned up saying he was a friend…' Remy snatched the phone from Rogue and held it to his ear.
'That's right mon ami, Remy is taking good care of ma petite, so you just go on with your mission and don't worry. Aurivoir.'
'Rogue?' Click.
'What the hell do you think you're doing?!?' Remy tossed Rogue the phone and flashed a brilliant smile.
'What can Remy say? I'm a trouble maker.' He walked off, continuing his tour around the Institute, while Rogue stood there thinking what a ride this was going to be.
It's been a week and that Evan character is acting like he owns the place. I guess that's what you'd expect from a surf head but I'm not complaining. No more 'Rogue this' and 'Rogue that'. No more nagging, no more acting like I'm some sort of child that can't be trusted. Now that Evan's taken the spotlight, I can relax.
There was a sudden movement on the monitor that forced Rogue to look up from her notebook. 'Stupid surveillance. Why'd I have to be the one left here?' Yes again they'd left me to watch over the mansion while they go off and fight. I thought I was an X-Men too. I mean, I'm better equipped to fight than, say, Kitty. I only take pity on her cause I know Kurt has a thing for her…that will be over soon enough.
A knock erupted from the front door shattering the silence. Rogue dropped her pencil her heart beating fast. Why was she so edgy? She looked at the monitor but no one was there. She figured it was the wind and bent over to pick up her pencil. Another knock exploded from the hall and Rogue swung her head up so fast she hit her head on the table.
'This better be good.' Rogue said rubbing her head. She looked up at the surveillance and again no one was there. Then there was non-stop banging at the door. Rogue clutched her book to her chest and backed away afraid it might get in. But then the banging stopped.
She slowly crept toward the front door, her hand tightly grasping a phone. She slipped one of her gloves off and reached for the lock.
She threw open the door and there stood a tall figure, soaking wet in a trench coat. She saw him hold a cigarette to his mouth and as it lit up it reflected two ruby red eyes. The figure flicked the butt away and put his hands in his pocket.
'Are you going to stand there all day or invite Remy in?' He said, Rogue was still holding the phone and against her better judgment she stepped aside, letting the stranger enter. She brushed himself off and looked around, inspecting his surroundings. Rogue closed the door and stood still locking the door, staring at him. He turned and looked a bit uncomfortable.
'So ma petite, are you alone?'
'So what if ah am?'
'You know chere, ya not supposed to answer a question with a question.' She rolled her eyes, remembering Logan had told her that earlier that same day. She walked back into the surveillance room and sat back down. He followed after awhile and seemed quite interested in the rooms.
'So why are ya here mr…'
'Remy LeBeau chere. And toi?' Remy reached for her hand to kiss it but Rogue pulled away. Remy looked a bit taken aback but settled his hands back in his pockets.
'Ma name's Rogue. So why are ya here?'
'Rogue…that's an interesting name…Are you a mutant?' Rogue now looked into his eyes as if to say 'Don't go there.' Obviously he had not gotten that part of the message.
'What's your gift?'
'Ah don't have one. Now tell me why ya'r here or leave…'
'Okay chere okay! Remy's here to see Ororo.'
'Well she's gone out on a mission.' The phone rang in Rogue's hand and Rogue jumped a bit. She then held it to her ear and said 'Hello?'
'Rogue?'
'Scott! How did the mission go?'
'Scott?' Remy smirked, 'that's not a girl's name…' Rogue gave him a dangerous look.
'Rogue, is someone else there with you? You know you aren't supposed to have anyone there with you…'
'Ah know Scott, but this guy turned up saying he was a friend…' Remy snatched the phone from Rogue and held it to his ear.
'That's right mon ami, Remy is taking good care of ma petite, so you just go on with your mission and don't worry. Aurivoir.'
'Rogue?' Click.
'What the hell do you think you're doing?!?' Remy tossed Rogue the phone and flashed a brilliant smile.
'What can Remy say? I'm a trouble maker.' He walked off, continuing his tour around the Institute, while Rogue stood there thinking what a ride this was going to be.