Chapter 4: Breakfast with the Acolytes
The roar of Logan's motorcycle died in the garage at 11:10pm later that night.
SLAM!
Wolverine threw the door shut and walked down the hall to the parlor Rogue had lost it earlier. The Prof., Storm, Beast, Jean and Scott with an icepack over his left eye were waiting for him.
"Did you find her?" asked Ororo.
"No," said Wolverine taking off his gloves.
"I'm starting to worry," said the Prof., "Cerebro can't seem to locate her."
"Do you think she's hurt?" asked Beast.
"No," said the Prof, "but all the same I'm concerned about her reception once she returns."
"Ok, I admit we were a little harsh," said Scott.
"Maybe, but she didn't have to take it like that!" said Jean.
"Yes, yes she did," said Wolverine leaning against the barren fireplace.
"Why?" asked Scott.
"Ever since we saw the video Gambit's brother sent Rogue's been on edge around all of us," explained the Professor, "most of all you and Wolverine because you are the team leaders. She knows how you feel towards the Acolytes, especially Gambit and therefore- "
"-Therefore she feels she always has to be on guard when their around." concluded Hank.
"Exactly," said the Prof.
"Then why not come and talk to one of us?" asked Scott.
"C'mon now Scooter you now better than anyone Stripes isn't like that." said Logan looking the other way.
Oh contrar-Rogue did like to talk just not to the X-men.
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Needless to say when the Acolytes returned home around 11:30pm they were more than a little surprised to see Rogue sitting at the kitchen table with Wanda.
"Isn't she from the other team, comrade?" Colossus asked Pyro.
St. John shrugged, "I thought so, mate," he said as he sat down on the couch and turned on the T.V.
Colossus walked over and joined him on the couch.
Who should walk in next but the Master of Magnetism himself with Gambit at his heels.
"Cher?! What you be doin' here?!" exclaimed the confused Cajun.
"Precisely what I was wondering," said Magneto as he looked accusingly at Gambit.
"Hey, Gambit din have anyting ta do wid dis," said Remy putting up his hands in defense.
"Care to explain yourself?" asked Magneto looking at Rogue.
"There's not much to explain," admitted Rogue.
"Try me," said Magneto narrowing his eyes.
"Long story short," said Rogue, "Everyone has a problem with Gambit, Ah got into a huge fight with Wolverine, then Ah gave Cyclops a black eye, left the Institute and wound up here."
CLICK!
Pyro turned the TV off, "Ok, now this is gettin' good, mate" he said jabbing Colossus.
"Cher, why'd you give Cyclops de black eye?!" asked Gambit.
"Because he was bein' a wiahse ass and so was Wolverine fer that matter!"
"How hard did ya hit 'im?" asked Pyro who was dying for the details.
"Ah leveled him." stated Rogue.
"Sweet!" if there was one thing St. John liked hearing about it was a good beat down (you did read chapter 2, right?)
Magneto didn't say anything more, just walked down the hallway and to his office to go over the coordinates he got from Xavier.
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The next morning or afternoon, rather, everyone was milling about the commons rooms and kitchenette except Magneto who was in his office pouring over translated ancient texts. Mystique was going over the topography of the coordinates with a solid brass ball point pen. Mastermind sat next to her reading a section of the paper, while Sabertooth leaned against the cabinets drinking a beer. Pyro and the Colossus were sitting on the couch with Pietro staring listlessly at the glowing box, while Wanda sat in an armchair reading a weighty novel.
Gambit staggered into the kitchen ½ awake in a t-shirt and boxers. Somehow he made it over to the counter to pour two cups of coffee.
"Rough night, mate?" Pyro jeered from the couch.
"Ya, what time did Rogue go home?" asked Wanda.
"Wait, Rogue was here?!" Mystique looked up from her paperwork, "Why?"
"Because Ah gave Scott a black eye," said Rogue coming from the same direction as Gambit and only clothed in one of his shirts that came mid- thigh.
Everyone froze while Remy nuzzled Rogue's hair as he handed her a cup of coffee and she wrapped her free arm around his waist.
SNAP!
Mystique broke the solid brass pen in half with one hand without even noticing it, but Rogue saw it and decided to put her acting skills from that Dracula performance way back when to good use.
"Sugah, have you seen mah otha shoe? Ah can't seem ta fiahnd it."
"Behin' de bed mebe? Gambit wasn't payin' all dat much attention to Cher's shoes las' night, non?"
"Ah suppose," said Rogue thoughtfully.
"C'mon Gambit'll help you find it. Den we goin' back to de Institute." said Remy quickly as he ushered Rogue back towards his room once he saw the death grip Mystique had on the table. Both teens knew Magneto had explicitly told Mystique to leave them alone, even with this knowledge it was best not to push Mystique too far.
The roar of Logan's motorcycle died in the garage at 11:10pm later that night.
SLAM!
Wolverine threw the door shut and walked down the hall to the parlor Rogue had lost it earlier. The Prof., Storm, Beast, Jean and Scott with an icepack over his left eye were waiting for him.
"Did you find her?" asked Ororo.
"No," said Wolverine taking off his gloves.
"I'm starting to worry," said the Prof., "Cerebro can't seem to locate her."
"Do you think she's hurt?" asked Beast.
"No," said the Prof, "but all the same I'm concerned about her reception once she returns."
"Ok, I admit we were a little harsh," said Scott.
"Maybe, but she didn't have to take it like that!" said Jean.
"Yes, yes she did," said Wolverine leaning against the barren fireplace.
"Why?" asked Scott.
"Ever since we saw the video Gambit's brother sent Rogue's been on edge around all of us," explained the Professor, "most of all you and Wolverine because you are the team leaders. She knows how you feel towards the Acolytes, especially Gambit and therefore- "
"-Therefore she feels she always has to be on guard when their around." concluded Hank.
"Exactly," said the Prof.
"Then why not come and talk to one of us?" asked Scott.
"C'mon now Scooter you now better than anyone Stripes isn't like that." said Logan looking the other way.
Oh contrar-Rogue did like to talk just not to the X-men.
-------------
Needless to say when the Acolytes returned home around 11:30pm they were more than a little surprised to see Rogue sitting at the kitchen table with Wanda.
"Isn't she from the other team, comrade?" Colossus asked Pyro.
St. John shrugged, "I thought so, mate," he said as he sat down on the couch and turned on the T.V.
Colossus walked over and joined him on the couch.
Who should walk in next but the Master of Magnetism himself with Gambit at his heels.
"Cher?! What you be doin' here?!" exclaimed the confused Cajun.
"Precisely what I was wondering," said Magneto as he looked accusingly at Gambit.
"Hey, Gambit din have anyting ta do wid dis," said Remy putting up his hands in defense.
"Care to explain yourself?" asked Magneto looking at Rogue.
"There's not much to explain," admitted Rogue.
"Try me," said Magneto narrowing his eyes.
"Long story short," said Rogue, "Everyone has a problem with Gambit, Ah got into a huge fight with Wolverine, then Ah gave Cyclops a black eye, left the Institute and wound up here."
CLICK!
Pyro turned the TV off, "Ok, now this is gettin' good, mate" he said jabbing Colossus.
"Cher, why'd you give Cyclops de black eye?!" asked Gambit.
"Because he was bein' a wiahse ass and so was Wolverine fer that matter!"
"How hard did ya hit 'im?" asked Pyro who was dying for the details.
"Ah leveled him." stated Rogue.
"Sweet!" if there was one thing St. John liked hearing about it was a good beat down (you did read chapter 2, right?)
Magneto didn't say anything more, just walked down the hallway and to his office to go over the coordinates he got from Xavier.
-------------
The next morning or afternoon, rather, everyone was milling about the commons rooms and kitchenette except Magneto who was in his office pouring over translated ancient texts. Mystique was going over the topography of the coordinates with a solid brass ball point pen. Mastermind sat next to her reading a section of the paper, while Sabertooth leaned against the cabinets drinking a beer. Pyro and the Colossus were sitting on the couch with Pietro staring listlessly at the glowing box, while Wanda sat in an armchair reading a weighty novel.
Gambit staggered into the kitchen ½ awake in a t-shirt and boxers. Somehow he made it over to the counter to pour two cups of coffee.
"Rough night, mate?" Pyro jeered from the couch.
"Ya, what time did Rogue go home?" asked Wanda.
"Wait, Rogue was here?!" Mystique looked up from her paperwork, "Why?"
"Because Ah gave Scott a black eye," said Rogue coming from the same direction as Gambit and only clothed in one of his shirts that came mid- thigh.
Everyone froze while Remy nuzzled Rogue's hair as he handed her a cup of coffee and she wrapped her free arm around his waist.
SNAP!
Mystique broke the solid brass pen in half with one hand without even noticing it, but Rogue saw it and decided to put her acting skills from that Dracula performance way back when to good use.
"Sugah, have you seen mah otha shoe? Ah can't seem ta fiahnd it."
"Behin' de bed mebe? Gambit wasn't payin' all dat much attention to Cher's shoes las' night, non?"
"Ah suppose," said Rogue thoughtfully.
"C'mon Gambit'll help you find it. Den we goin' back to de Institute." said Remy quickly as he ushered Rogue back towards his room once he saw the death grip Mystique had on the table. Both teens knew Magneto had explicitly told Mystique to leave them alone, even with this knowledge it was best not to push Mystique too far.
