Disclaimer: Ah, to own the X-men, or be a part of Stan Lee's dream, a hope, an aspiration, a logical impossibility, but still to dream. It is, however, Marvel's.
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Over the next few days, Rogue, Donnie, and Logan were inseperable. You always saw at least two of them at a time. Donnie and Rogue would spend time together playing games and talking, Logan and Rogue would meditate together, Logan and Donnie went out to bars to shoot pool and the three of them together was a nightmare. They were usually very silent and would suddenly laugh as someone passed by, without a spoken word. It was if they had their own silent language. Students started to call them the "One Name Only" club. Rogue still spoke to the other X-men, but clung on to Logan and Donnie's company. The pain in her skin had also started to fade, but she didn't dare try her powers, Doctor McCoy's words still haunted her.
Gambit felt somewhat left out, but he understood that it was for the best and supported Rogue in any way he could. If a student said something negative about his little Southern Belle, he gave them such a chewing out that everytime from then on they called him Monsieur Lebeau with a smile and a wave, then hurried out of the room as fast as possible. And that was just fine with him. He liked seeing Rogue happy and would do anything to keep her that way. Andrea, while she was very pretty, annoyed him to no end. She would always ask him to give her a hand with something or give her a ride somewhere. He tried to avoid her, but sometimes it was impossible, considering her prescient abilties. Still, he tried to play along with her crush, but always letting her know that he was meant for someone else.
Rogue and Donnie were sitting in the Lounge watching a movie. Rogue sat in the recliner while Donnie sat upside down on the couch, with her legs hanging over the back. She said that it made the movie better to watch. Rogue just shook her head and laughed, but she did have a point, the movie was pretty awful. This would be the last time she rented "Oh Brother Where Art Thou." The music made it endurable though.
She was enjoying her and Donnie's conversation until Andrea passed by the lounge. Rogue made a look of disgust on her face and muttered something under her breath about a 'snakeskinned harlot.' Donnie laughed.
"I think I know why you don't like her."
"An' why's that Sugah?"
"Well, for one, she's movin' in on your fella."
"What?"
"Gambit, I know how y' feel about him. S'okay, don't be embarassed, he's a good guy, deep down, I'm sure of it."
Rogue nodded.
"Second, she's an unknown factor and your instincts tell you not to trust her. Your powers aren't behavin' like they should be and somethin' in your head tells you to be careful. You know what everybody else's powers are gonna do to you, but hers are strange to you. They could also be real dangerous, and your unconcious realizes it, therefore, you don't like her."
Rogue thought about it for a moment, "Ah don't know where you got that idea from, but it makes sense. Ah don't like her, cuz Ah don't know her, right?"
"Exactly. She's a weirdo, ignore her."
Rogue smiled. "Ah think Ah will."
The very next day, they did exactly that. Rogue and Donnie were in the kitchen, making sandwiches for lunch when Andrea walked in the room.
"Have either of you two ladies seen Gambit?"
No answer.
"Excuse me, but I did ask you a question."
Still, no answer.
"Are you even bloody listening to me?"
They finished their sandwiches and turned to leave the room. As they passed her, Donnie whispered something. Something that sounded a bit like 'weirdo.'
"I beg your pardon?"
Donnie just smiled to herself and followed Rogue to the patio.
After a few minutes, Logan joined them. "What are you two so smug about?"
"Nothin'," they both chimed at once.
He sighed, "I know better than t' go there. What are you two plannin' for today?"
"Horseback ridin'," Rogue said.
Logan raised an eyebrow, "An' what about D? She got shot in the stomach two weeks ago."
"Oh yeah!" Donnie started, "I been meanin' t' tell you!" She spun around in her chair to face Logan, and lifted her shirt, exposing her abdomen. Where there had been a nasty gunshot wound, there was now a pale pink scar.
"How the hell did you do that?"
"The doctor and I have a theory, come 'ere." Logan stepped over. "Gimme your hand," he hestitated, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything weird to it, just give it here." He stretched out his hand. Donnie grabbed it and as soon as he did, he felt a strange tugging sensation, followed by a flow of images and feelings. It wasn't overwhelming, but it was shocking.
"How'd you do that?"
"We discovered it during my last checkup. Somehow, we touched bare skin to bare skin and that happened. Doc figures its some sort of touch empathy, which might explain why Rogue's powers don't work on me. While she's suckin' stuff from my head, I'm suckin' it right back."
"How come we didn't notice it before?"
"Don't know, guess I wasn't really focusing on it and it was just sort of a low output, but that's how I healed so fast. I've been around you so much, that I must have picked up some of your healing abilities, but it only happens when I touch someone's skin and it doesn't stay. It's probably how we're able to know what each other's thinkin' all the time too. I act as sort of a conduit and we're linked. I need to look into it more, but I'm pretty sure that's how it works."
Rogue nodded, "It makes sense, Logan. Mah skin hadn't been hurtin' as much either. Ah think she's been takin' off some of the pressure without even knowin'. Doesn' mean Ah'm gonna try and absorb anythin' soon though."
"Probably a good idea, Darlin'. Until we know more about what she does, let's just keep it to ourselves. We don't wanna get anybody's hopes up, ya got me?"
"Yeah, Ah got ya."
"Me too."
"So who's up fer horseback ridin'?"
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And so things start to unfold and answers begin to fall into place. Y'll keep yer mouth shut if ya know what's good fer ya. Now go and review.
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Over the next few days, Rogue, Donnie, and Logan were inseperable. You always saw at least two of them at a time. Donnie and Rogue would spend time together playing games and talking, Logan and Rogue would meditate together, Logan and Donnie went out to bars to shoot pool and the three of them together was a nightmare. They were usually very silent and would suddenly laugh as someone passed by, without a spoken word. It was if they had their own silent language. Students started to call them the "One Name Only" club. Rogue still spoke to the other X-men, but clung on to Logan and Donnie's company. The pain in her skin had also started to fade, but she didn't dare try her powers, Doctor McCoy's words still haunted her.
Gambit felt somewhat left out, but he understood that it was for the best and supported Rogue in any way he could. If a student said something negative about his little Southern Belle, he gave them such a chewing out that everytime from then on they called him Monsieur Lebeau with a smile and a wave, then hurried out of the room as fast as possible. And that was just fine with him. He liked seeing Rogue happy and would do anything to keep her that way. Andrea, while she was very pretty, annoyed him to no end. She would always ask him to give her a hand with something or give her a ride somewhere. He tried to avoid her, but sometimes it was impossible, considering her prescient abilties. Still, he tried to play along with her crush, but always letting her know that he was meant for someone else.
Rogue and Donnie were sitting in the Lounge watching a movie. Rogue sat in the recliner while Donnie sat upside down on the couch, with her legs hanging over the back. She said that it made the movie better to watch. Rogue just shook her head and laughed, but she did have a point, the movie was pretty awful. This would be the last time she rented "Oh Brother Where Art Thou." The music made it endurable though.
She was enjoying her and Donnie's conversation until Andrea passed by the lounge. Rogue made a look of disgust on her face and muttered something under her breath about a 'snakeskinned harlot.' Donnie laughed.
"I think I know why you don't like her."
"An' why's that Sugah?"
"Well, for one, she's movin' in on your fella."
"What?"
"Gambit, I know how y' feel about him. S'okay, don't be embarassed, he's a good guy, deep down, I'm sure of it."
Rogue nodded.
"Second, she's an unknown factor and your instincts tell you not to trust her. Your powers aren't behavin' like they should be and somethin' in your head tells you to be careful. You know what everybody else's powers are gonna do to you, but hers are strange to you. They could also be real dangerous, and your unconcious realizes it, therefore, you don't like her."
Rogue thought about it for a moment, "Ah don't know where you got that idea from, but it makes sense. Ah don't like her, cuz Ah don't know her, right?"
"Exactly. She's a weirdo, ignore her."
Rogue smiled. "Ah think Ah will."
The very next day, they did exactly that. Rogue and Donnie were in the kitchen, making sandwiches for lunch when Andrea walked in the room.
"Have either of you two ladies seen Gambit?"
No answer.
"Excuse me, but I did ask you a question."
Still, no answer.
"Are you even bloody listening to me?"
They finished their sandwiches and turned to leave the room. As they passed her, Donnie whispered something. Something that sounded a bit like 'weirdo.'
"I beg your pardon?"
Donnie just smiled to herself and followed Rogue to the patio.
After a few minutes, Logan joined them. "What are you two so smug about?"
"Nothin'," they both chimed at once.
He sighed, "I know better than t' go there. What are you two plannin' for today?"
"Horseback ridin'," Rogue said.
Logan raised an eyebrow, "An' what about D? She got shot in the stomach two weeks ago."
"Oh yeah!" Donnie started, "I been meanin' t' tell you!" She spun around in her chair to face Logan, and lifted her shirt, exposing her abdomen. Where there had been a nasty gunshot wound, there was now a pale pink scar.
"How the hell did you do that?"
"The doctor and I have a theory, come 'ere." Logan stepped over. "Gimme your hand," he hestitated, "Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything weird to it, just give it here." He stretched out his hand. Donnie grabbed it and as soon as he did, he felt a strange tugging sensation, followed by a flow of images and feelings. It wasn't overwhelming, but it was shocking.
"How'd you do that?"
"We discovered it during my last checkup. Somehow, we touched bare skin to bare skin and that happened. Doc figures its some sort of touch empathy, which might explain why Rogue's powers don't work on me. While she's suckin' stuff from my head, I'm suckin' it right back."
"How come we didn't notice it before?"
"Don't know, guess I wasn't really focusing on it and it was just sort of a low output, but that's how I healed so fast. I've been around you so much, that I must have picked up some of your healing abilities, but it only happens when I touch someone's skin and it doesn't stay. It's probably how we're able to know what each other's thinkin' all the time too. I act as sort of a conduit and we're linked. I need to look into it more, but I'm pretty sure that's how it works."
Rogue nodded, "It makes sense, Logan. Mah skin hadn't been hurtin' as much either. Ah think she's been takin' off some of the pressure without even knowin'. Doesn' mean Ah'm gonna try and absorb anythin' soon though."
"Probably a good idea, Darlin'. Until we know more about what she does, let's just keep it to ourselves. We don't wanna get anybody's hopes up, ya got me?"
"Yeah, Ah got ya."
"Me too."
"So who's up fer horseback ridin'?"
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And so things start to unfold and answers begin to fall into place. Y'll keep yer mouth shut if ya know what's good fer ya. Now go and review.