"Hey, Kit cat! So the Professor gave ya the green light, huh?" Rogue smiled as she walked towards the plane shouldering a duffel bag.
"I'm like so totally psyched!" Kitty was incredibly wired, like someone who had had too many cups of coffee.
"Oh, yeah. This trip's gonna be great." Logan snarled sarcastically. "Good thing I packed a couple extra bottles of aspirin. Get on the plane half-pint."
On command, Kitty picked up her suitcases and boarded the Blackbird. Wolverine glanced around and sniffed the air. He started growling as he realized that one person was missing.
"Where the hell is that damn Cajun? He knows we're about to leave." Logan was visibly irritated. He was never one to hide his feelings very well. "I guess I'll have to go get him and drag his ass down here." He started to storm off towards the door. Rogue flew up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders to stop him.
"Hold it, Logan. We need him in one piece. I'll go get him. You just get that plane ready to go" Rogue flew out of the hangar and into the mansion heading for Gambit's room.
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The time seemed to pass slowly for Gambit. He lay back on his bed, closed his eyes, and listened at the ticking of the clock. Memories of his exile from his home town, and the only family he had ever known before the X-men, flooded his mind. So absorbed in these thoughts was he that he lost track of the time.
Rogue flew to Remy's door. She stopped for a moment trying to decide the best approach. On the one hand, she could easily break down the door and fling him over her shoulder forcing him onto the plane. After all, she was super strong and nearly invincible. All he would really be able to do is protest, since she knew he would never physically hurt her, at least not on purpose. Of course, he would probably have some sexual innuendo to make about it too, something she really wasn't in the mood to hear. She decided the best course of action was option number two. When in doubt, turn on the feminine charm she thought as she raised her hand to gently knock on his door.
His eyes opened and he was staring at the ceiling. "Come in." He didn't even turn to look at the person entering the room. He already knew it was her.
"Remy, it's time to go sugah" she gently approached him, worry in her voice.
"Cher, I don't know if I can do dis." He was still staring at the ceiling. "If any of dem see me, dey'll kill me for sure."
"I understand how ya feel, sugah. It's never easy when our past comes back to haunt us. But, we'll be with ya. We won't let nothing happen to ya" she was trying her best to convince him. She wasn't the most experienced person at using her softer side, but she was trying.
"No. I won't go. I'll draw you maps, you'll be able to get around without me" he decided.
At this point, Rogue's anger got the better of her. Forget about this feminine crap she thought. "Look here, swamp rat. We ain't got time for your pity party. That little girl needs us. Now you get yourself off that bed and get to the plane before I drag ya there myself!" Her eyes were flaming with anger.
Gambit sat up and looked at her. Then, he started grinning. "You know, cher, Gambit likes it when you order him. It'd be even more exciting if you were wearing some black leather high-heel boots." She just rolled her eyes and grabbed a bag to stuff some of his clothes in.
She slung the bag over her shoulder and said "Let's go, gutter brain." They arrived in the hangar where Wolverine was standing by the door. He just scowled at Gambit, who was grinning back. Without saying a word, they all boarded the plane and strapped in.