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(older reviews I missed)
wOLF-I know you'll eventually read this, so. . .hurry up and catch up, and thanks for playing along!
Gaea-I thought they would have coffee, but I'm an american pig, so I made a sterotypical joke. No offense ment. It was just for a laugh beb. Um, you did at least giggle a little, right? There are Starbucks everywhere. As George Carlin put it, "There is now a Starbucks in my pants."
(New reviews which I really missed while I was grounded)
Ish-Darn you! Ah well. Sorry to hear you're rushed. I like to go slow. You seen the X-men movie? I think my current sitch spells something, but it might be asskicking. Ish, btw, I've been working on somehtign happy to cheer you up. God help me.
Scythe-I only have recomendations until I can go to the library, but I'll definitly check her out. Glad you like Rogue's taste in books.
Disclaimer
If my hsadows have offended think but this and all is mended, I own naught, and have never been east of Western Florida, ornorht of Columbus Ohio.
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When Risty got out of the bathroom she saw Rogue giving the twenty one year old woman a very icy glare, and slurping her soda in such a way that suggested she would be just as happy to dump the whole works in the blonde's hair. Remy was politely ignoring her flirting. She was deseratly trying to get Remy's attention while totally ignoring Rogue. [I can't believe he hasn't dumped Rogue for the bimbo. Might want to save her the embarrasment of being dumped for a college slut.]
Risty caught Rogue's arm just as she was about to wail the cup into the blonde's pretty hair. Risty then walked over to the blonde and sat down on the table, blocking her veiw of Remy.
"Excuse me. That man belongs to my friend, and I'd thank you to leave him alone."
The blonde looked around the ticked off shape shifter turned high school girl. "Don't see a wedding ring. Makes him fair game to me."
Rogue was about to throw the table at the blonde when Risty shifted her face, just enough to scare the holy shit out of the girl, but not enough for Rogue or Remy to see. The girl jumped out of her chair, grabbed her food, and left. Risty hopped off the table.
"Thanks Risty. What are ya doin' here?"
Raven thought fast. "I was hungry and my mum hasn't picked me up yet, so I tought I'd grab a bite to eat." [Way to pull that one out of your ass Raven.]
"Oh. Well thanks." Rogue said, subtley motioning toward the door. Raven ignored this as Rogue sat down, giving Risty a warning look. [Don't you dare turn out ta be just as shallow as the college girl or Ah swear Ah'll kill ya, friend or not.]
Risty sat across from Rogue, pointedly ignoring Remy. "So, where are you two heading now?" Rogue fought the urge to simultaneously sigh in relief and growl in frustration. Rogue gathered up her partially eaten food and wrapped it up in the burger paper.
"The park. Now. C'mon Remy." Remy got very defensive vibes off of Rogue, and irritation mixed with. . .something else. He wondered why Risty always had such weird emotions around Rogue. Maybe she was gay. It would explain why Rogue was her only friend. High school girls are pretty catty about stuff like that. He wondered how he could ask without being called a pig.
"Great! You can walk me to my house! There are some very scary punk girls here." Risty said, while Remy got a little nervouse. If Risty knew about that she'd definitly tell Rogue, and that would really ruin their first date.
Fortunatly for Remy, Risty had no idea about the Sex Pistol punks he had. . .encountered. She was talking about an incident at the mall with the same group of punks, when the same punk girl tried to kiss Rogue. The pierced punk had a shiner to show for her efforts. Rogue glared at her friend.
"Risty, can Ah talk to ya outside? Now." Rogue grabbed her friend's arma dn dragged her out of hte restaurant. Rogue had to refrain form pinning Risty to the wall like a the school bully demanding lunch money in some sterotypical school set comedy.
"Risty, Ah appreciate whacha did fo' me in there, but if ya don't back off an' let me an' Remy be, Ah'll nevah talk to you again. Ah hate ta dump ya ovah a guy, but you are actin' like a royal bitch, an' Ah don't see reason fo' it. Ah've nevah acted like that to you."
Risty looked extremey hurt. "I'm just watching out for you love. He's the world's biggest man-whore and I don't want to se you get hurt."
"So he's gonna hurt me? Ah'm not good enough ta be the dumper _an'_ Ah'm gonna get knocked flat on mah ass the day he leaves me? Ah thought we knew each othah." Rogue said, and Raven saw that Rogue had picked up a few of her better glares.
"It's not that you're not good enough. Far form it. He's not good enough, he'll use you, until he almost kills himself because of his powers, and because he's a shallow sex fiend he'll leave you for the first short shirt or pair of low riders he sees."
Rogue would have bared her teeth and growled. She wished fevrently for Rahne's wolf morphing powers. She settled for a very peircing glare. "Go home Risty. Ah don't want ta talk to ya any more."
Risty walked away, giving a good show of humility. [I'll just have to get more creative. That rat bastard's turned her against her best friend! I'd love to rip his throat out and watch his blood drain intot he gutter. I wonder if this is how Jack the Ripper started out?]
Remy walked out with their food, sans ice cream, and nudged Rogue slightly. "C'mon chere. It's a nice night. Let's walk t' de park. Mebe y' can blow off a lil' steam."
Rogue nodded, glad that Remy hadn't insisted on taking the crappy car. The only music in there was the local radio, and Rogue was no huge fan of Euro pop.
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Well, I'm updateing quickly again!
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith
Reviews
(older reviews I missed)
wOLF-I know you'll eventually read this, so. . .hurry up and catch up, and thanks for playing along!
Gaea-I thought they would have coffee, but I'm an american pig, so I made a sterotypical joke. No offense ment. It was just for a laugh beb. Um, you did at least giggle a little, right? There are Starbucks everywhere. As George Carlin put it, "There is now a Starbucks in my pants."
(New reviews which I really missed while I was grounded)
Ish-Darn you! Ah well. Sorry to hear you're rushed. I like to go slow. You seen the X-men movie? I think my current sitch spells something, but it might be asskicking. Ish, btw, I've been working on somehtign happy to cheer you up. God help me.
Scythe-I only have recomendations until I can go to the library, but I'll definitly check her out. Glad you like Rogue's taste in books.
Disclaimer
If my hsadows have offended think but this and all is mended, I own naught, and have never been east of Western Florida, ornorht of Columbus Ohio.
***
When Risty got out of the bathroom she saw Rogue giving the twenty one year old woman a very icy glare, and slurping her soda in such a way that suggested she would be just as happy to dump the whole works in the blonde's hair. Remy was politely ignoring her flirting. She was deseratly trying to get Remy's attention while totally ignoring Rogue. [I can't believe he hasn't dumped Rogue for the bimbo. Might want to save her the embarrasment of being dumped for a college slut.]
Risty caught Rogue's arm just as she was about to wail the cup into the blonde's pretty hair. Risty then walked over to the blonde and sat down on the table, blocking her veiw of Remy.
"Excuse me. That man belongs to my friend, and I'd thank you to leave him alone."
The blonde looked around the ticked off shape shifter turned high school girl. "Don't see a wedding ring. Makes him fair game to me."
Rogue was about to throw the table at the blonde when Risty shifted her face, just enough to scare the holy shit out of the girl, but not enough for Rogue or Remy to see. The girl jumped out of her chair, grabbed her food, and left. Risty hopped off the table.
"Thanks Risty. What are ya doin' here?"
Raven thought fast. "I was hungry and my mum hasn't picked me up yet, so I tought I'd grab a bite to eat." [Way to pull that one out of your ass Raven.]
"Oh. Well thanks." Rogue said, subtley motioning toward the door. Raven ignored this as Rogue sat down, giving Risty a warning look. [Don't you dare turn out ta be just as shallow as the college girl or Ah swear Ah'll kill ya, friend or not.]
Risty sat across from Rogue, pointedly ignoring Remy. "So, where are you two heading now?" Rogue fought the urge to simultaneously sigh in relief and growl in frustration. Rogue gathered up her partially eaten food and wrapped it up in the burger paper.
"The park. Now. C'mon Remy." Remy got very defensive vibes off of Rogue, and irritation mixed with. . .something else. He wondered why Risty always had such weird emotions around Rogue. Maybe she was gay. It would explain why Rogue was her only friend. High school girls are pretty catty about stuff like that. He wondered how he could ask without being called a pig.
"Great! You can walk me to my house! There are some very scary punk girls here." Risty said, while Remy got a little nervouse. If Risty knew about that she'd definitly tell Rogue, and that would really ruin their first date.
Fortunatly for Remy, Risty had no idea about the Sex Pistol punks he had. . .encountered. She was talking about an incident at the mall with the same group of punks, when the same punk girl tried to kiss Rogue. The pierced punk had a shiner to show for her efforts. Rogue glared at her friend.
"Risty, can Ah talk to ya outside? Now." Rogue grabbed her friend's arma dn dragged her out of hte restaurant. Rogue had to refrain form pinning Risty to the wall like a the school bully demanding lunch money in some sterotypical school set comedy.
"Risty, Ah appreciate whacha did fo' me in there, but if ya don't back off an' let me an' Remy be, Ah'll nevah talk to you again. Ah hate ta dump ya ovah a guy, but you are actin' like a royal bitch, an' Ah don't see reason fo' it. Ah've nevah acted like that to you."
Risty looked extremey hurt. "I'm just watching out for you love. He's the world's biggest man-whore and I don't want to se you get hurt."
"So he's gonna hurt me? Ah'm not good enough ta be the dumper _an'_ Ah'm gonna get knocked flat on mah ass the day he leaves me? Ah thought we knew each othah." Rogue said, and Raven saw that Rogue had picked up a few of her better glares.
"It's not that you're not good enough. Far form it. He's not good enough, he'll use you, until he almost kills himself because of his powers, and because he's a shallow sex fiend he'll leave you for the first short shirt or pair of low riders he sees."
Rogue would have bared her teeth and growled. She wished fevrently for Rahne's wolf morphing powers. She settled for a very peircing glare. "Go home Risty. Ah don't want ta talk to ya any more."
Risty walked away, giving a good show of humility. [I'll just have to get more creative. That rat bastard's turned her against her best friend! I'd love to rip his throat out and watch his blood drain intot he gutter. I wonder if this is how Jack the Ripper started out?]
Remy walked out with their food, sans ice cream, and nudged Rogue slightly. "C'mon chere. It's a nice night. Let's walk t' de park. Mebe y' can blow off a lil' steam."
Rogue nodded, glad that Remy hadn't insisted on taking the crappy car. The only music in there was the local radio, and Rogue was no huge fan of Euro pop.
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Well, I'm updateing quickly again!
Review!
Peace and Love,
Panther Nesmith