"Are you alright kidda?"
Alistor said, shakeing Rogues sholder. She was crying and jerking about in
her sleep. Rogue jumped up looking around. "You ok?" He said again.
"Yes!" She hissed, then sat up and looked to him.
"Did you sleep last night?"
"No, ah didn't." She answerd quietley, rubbing her dark eyes.
"Why?"
"Cos ah don't like sleeping. Ah caynt fight back when ahm sleeping."
"What do you mean?" He said, stopping the truck at the side of the road.
Rogue opend her mouth to try and explain, but then closed it again. Then took another breath.
"Ah mean, If someone comes lookin for me, then ah cayn't fight them ta get away."
"Who would come looking for you?"
"How do you feel about mutants." Rogue said, changeing the subject.
Alistor diverted his eyes, and shifted in his seat, Rogue just smiled in relief.
"Your'e a mutant." She said, not asking, just stateing the fact. "Good, cos ahm one aswell."
Alistor looked at her suprised. Sprised that she knew, but also shocked that she just blurted it out. That could get her into so much trouble.
"Oh. Yea....what can you do?" He ast.
"Nothin. Unless this collar comes off, then mah skin is deadley. Ah cayn't touch another liveing thing."
"Security...huh?.." He said looking at her gloves, now understanding what she meant. "So your'e like, running from the military or something?"
"No. Ahm runnin from the mutant slave trade system. Ah used ta be 'owned' bah a rich dude in Mississippi."
"No, way....... how the hell was that alowed."
"It's all black market stuff."
"oh."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Alistor started driveing again, stopping for dinner around 9pm, there was a motel near bye so they stayed there, but Rogue ast to share a room with Alistor, feeling that she could trust the stranger slightley, with him being like her and all. She stepped inside the room and looked around with mock happieness.
"Its allot lake mah room back home." She said looking at the damp stained walls and pealing paper. "Add a few rats, cockroaches and fleas and it will be home." She carried on.
She walked over to the single bed, nearest the bathroom door and bounced on it as she sat down, smotheing her gloved over the crumpled sheets. At least it smelled fresh.
Rogue took to the shower first, the first one she'd had in a long whyl. She'd been sticking to quick wasdowns in bathrooms at gas stations. When she came out, she was wrapped in a long towl, with her clothes wraped up in a ball, soaking wet in her arms. Alistor looked on confused.
"They needed washing." She said normally with a shrug. "Ah onley have two changes of clothes, and ahve been wearin these fer weeks." She said, hanging them up above the fire.
"And your'e sleeping in?" He said, sittin up on his bed, his brow pulled into a concerned frown.
"Mah clothes."
"No your'e not." H e said, getting up and wlking to his bag. He pulled out a white long sleeved button up shirt and walked over to her handing it to her. She smiled and terned around, dropping her towl. Alistir was shocked at her action, but he couldn't take his eyes away from her scard skin.
"Holey shit......what are they? burn scars?" He held out the shirt for her to slip into and looked away when she turned around and buttoned it up. The scars were across her chest aswell.
"Some of em. Its from extremley hat wax being poured into mah skin till it blisterd, then whiped untill it split." She said, as if it were normal. "Whenever ah tried ta get away."
She looked at Alistor who had his back to her. "Whats wrong?" She ast compleatley confused as to why he had his back to her.
"Nothin...." He said spinning around to face her.
"Wha did ya tern away?"
"Cos....... you wern't fully..... coverd." He said awkwardley.
"No-ones ever ternd away before....." She said falling back oto the bed, the shirt feeling like a tent on her freshley cleaned skin. The collar was a thin sheet of metal that bent with her movemeant, it was small and could be passed of as jewelery, but she couldn't take it off.
"How long were you there?" He ast, returning to his side of the room.
"About 12 years..... give or take a year." She said, pulling her knees to her chest inside the shirt.
"Yes!" She hissed, then sat up and looked to him.
"Did you sleep last night?"
"No, ah didn't." She answerd quietley, rubbing her dark eyes.
"Why?"
"Cos ah don't like sleeping. Ah caynt fight back when ahm sleeping."
"What do you mean?" He said, stopping the truck at the side of the road.
Rogue opend her mouth to try and explain, but then closed it again. Then took another breath.
"Ah mean, If someone comes lookin for me, then ah cayn't fight them ta get away."
"Who would come looking for you?"
"How do you feel about mutants." Rogue said, changeing the subject.
Alistor diverted his eyes, and shifted in his seat, Rogue just smiled in relief.
"Your'e a mutant." She said, not asking, just stateing the fact. "Good, cos ahm one aswell."
Alistor looked at her suprised. Sprised that she knew, but also shocked that she just blurted it out. That could get her into so much trouble.
"Oh. Yea....what can you do?" He ast.
"Nothin. Unless this collar comes off, then mah skin is deadley. Ah cayn't touch another liveing thing."
"Security...huh?.." He said looking at her gloves, now understanding what she meant. "So your'e like, running from the military or something?"
"No. Ahm runnin from the mutant slave trade system. Ah used ta be 'owned' bah a rich dude in Mississippi."
"No, way....... how the hell was that alowed."
"It's all black market stuff."
"oh."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Alistor started driveing again, stopping for dinner around 9pm, there was a motel near bye so they stayed there, but Rogue ast to share a room with Alistor, feeling that she could trust the stranger slightley, with him being like her and all. She stepped inside the room and looked around with mock happieness.
"Its allot lake mah room back home." She said looking at the damp stained walls and pealing paper. "Add a few rats, cockroaches and fleas and it will be home." She carried on.
She walked over to the single bed, nearest the bathroom door and bounced on it as she sat down, smotheing her gloved over the crumpled sheets. At least it smelled fresh.
Rogue took to the shower first, the first one she'd had in a long whyl. She'd been sticking to quick wasdowns in bathrooms at gas stations. When she came out, she was wrapped in a long towl, with her clothes wraped up in a ball, soaking wet in her arms. Alistor looked on confused.
"They needed washing." She said normally with a shrug. "Ah onley have two changes of clothes, and ahve been wearin these fer weeks." She said, hanging them up above the fire.
"And your'e sleeping in?" He said, sittin up on his bed, his brow pulled into a concerned frown.
"Mah clothes."
"No your'e not." H e said, getting up and wlking to his bag. He pulled out a white long sleeved button up shirt and walked over to her handing it to her. She smiled and terned around, dropping her towl. Alistir was shocked at her action, but he couldn't take his eyes away from her scard skin.
"Holey shit......what are they? burn scars?" He held out the shirt for her to slip into and looked away when she turned around and buttoned it up. The scars were across her chest aswell.
"Some of em. Its from extremley hat wax being poured into mah skin till it blisterd, then whiped untill it split." She said, as if it were normal. "Whenever ah tried ta get away."
She looked at Alistor who had his back to her. "Whats wrong?" She ast compleatley confused as to why he had his back to her.
"Nothin...." He said spinning around to face her.
"Wha did ya tern away?"
"Cos....... you wern't fully..... coverd." He said awkwardley.
"No-ones ever ternd away before....." She said falling back oto the bed, the shirt feeling like a tent on her freshley cleaned skin. The collar was a thin sheet of metal that bent with her movemeant, it was small and could be passed of as jewelery, but she couldn't take it off.
"How long were you there?" He ast, returning to his side of the room.
"About 12 years..... give or take a year." She said, pulling her knees to her chest inside the shirt.