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Rogue was trying to get to her room. Ororo and Kitty were trying to help. Rogue wasn't even out of the med lab yet. In fact, she wasn't even out of bed yet.
*when I was four years old they tried to test my IQ*
"Rogue, how the hell did you get yourself tangled up like this?" Kitty asked, phasing the blankets off Rgue.
"Ah dunno. Man, Ah feel like a retard."
*they showed me a picture of three oranges and a pear.*
Rogue and her entourage walked past the desert Hank had been trying to get Rogue to eat before she left. He'd wanted to increase the amount of vitamin C she was taking in, suspecting that it was too low and might be making her weaker.
*they asked me which one is different and does not belong,
they taught me different is wrong.*
Rogue was doing well, considering she hadn't moved from the med. lab bed for a week. Kitty began clapping for her, excited that her friend was getting better so quickly. And just a little sarcastic about the whole experience of getting ehr out of the bed.
Rogue turned around to tell Kitty to stop when another set of hands mimicked Kitty's. Rogue turned to say something nasty to their owner. All Rogue could see was Remy's eyes shining in the dark. Well, comparative, at least. Her eyes were still adjusted to the bright med lab lights.
"Quit that! Ah don't need smart asses like you hangin' around here while Ah'm tryin' ta go ta bed." Rogue snapped, not angry, but annoyed. Her voice showed the difference too, at least to Kitty and Ororo.
Remy stepped into the light cast by the med lab doors still being open. Kitty giggled. Remy gave her a friendly grin. Kitty smiled back. It was nice to have someone else, especially someone as yummy as Remy, help you tease your former roommate.
Remy gave Rogue a mock surprised and hurt look. "What? I can' encourage de only person in dis whole place dat doan hate me?" Remy asked, moving closer to Rogue.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ya could, if ya were around whoever it is." She drawled, not really taking any joy in the hurtful woreds so much as enjoying the battle of wits it was part of.
Remy clutched at his chest. "Y' wound me, cherie." He flashed his heart melting, blood pounding, soul stirring smile. Rogue rolled ehr eyes again, but smiled a little.
Kitty giggled again. Remy gave her another smile. It had no less flirtatious energy behind it, but it was a bit more subdued than the one he'd given Rogue. She seemed like she needed a bigger smile to get rid of her scowl.
Kitty gave Rogue a conspiratorial look, and staged whispered, while Ororo was trying not to chuckle at the display in front of her. "Rogue, do you, like, want us to go away so you can, totally flirt with the sexy accented guy?"
Remy laughed a little. "Thank y', p'tite. Mebe I'll be enjoyin' m' stay here even more, now dat I got two people on m' side. Coudln't ask f'r prettier friends either. Unless y' lovely chaperone would also like t' make me feel welcome." Remy gave Kitty a warm smile and scooped up her hand to kiss it quickly. Kitty blushed bright red.
Ororo slipped and chuckled a little. "Well, you're a very charming person, aren't you?" Her voice was trying to eb stern, but couldn't manage it, and came out as amused.
Remy bowed slightly, making it as theatrical as the small movement would allow. "Merci." Rogue rolled her eyes again, and Ororo shook her head.
*when I was fourteen years old I woke up one morning,
thighs covered in blood, like a war, like a warning,
that I live in a breakable takeable body*
Rogue continued her trek up to her room as quietly as possible. She would let the other two deal with Remy. He was kind of fun to talk to, but she just didn't want to deal with people right that minute. She just hoped they would keep each other busy long enough for her to get to her room and asleep.
Rogue's legs were weak from laying in the bed without using them for so long. As soon as she tried to tackle stairs, she fell. She almost splattered gracelesly against them, but Remy caught her in time, saving her from that embarrassment. He did make her open to a whole new type of embarrassment though. Especially since he'd caught her around the waist and she'd made a very undignifying 'oof' sound when he caught her.
Rogue let Remy help her steady herself before lashing into him for touching her. Kitty and Ororo spent the next five minutes trying to stop Rogue's tirade. It was the most violent she'd been for a while. Despite themselves, Kitty and Ororo saw it as a good sign.
Eventually Rogue ran out of steam. Rogue sat down on the steps and caught her breath. She wasn't ready to bitch so much yet. And that made her even angrier. That he would get away unmaimed for stopping her from being able to leave and be left alone. Never mind that he'd stopped her from eating carpet, he'd stopped her escape.
*An ever increasingly valuable body*
"I jes' d'n''t want t' see a beautiful t'in' like y' hurt again." Remy said, honestly, letting Rogue walk up the stairs by herself. He did not want to be bitched at again. Kitty gave him a sympathetic look, and Ororo apologized for Rogue's rudenss before they went to make sure Rogue didn't fall again. It was the best they could do.
*that a woman had come in the night to replace me,
deface me*
Rogue lay in bed, marveling at the quiet in her head. She had felt like an intruder in her own mind, lately. The voices were angry and needed to express themselves. It was like Rogue was only there when they didn't want to do what she had to do, like feel a lot of pain. Like she'd be someone else when it suited other people to be her.
*You see my body is borrowed, I got it on loan*
But now her head was quiet and the silence was good. She could finally rest; until she used her powers again. Then the war would start again. This was the eye of the storm. And Rogue found herself wondering if it would be storming the rest of her life. Or if other people had such bad weather in their lives.
*For the time in between my mom and some maggots,
I don't need anyone to hold me, I can hold my own.*
Remy knocked on Rogue's door. She groaned and burried her head into her pillow, not wanting to have to think anymore. She wasn't tired. She'd been sleeping for a while in the Med. Lab. Rogue was just feeling worn thin and misanthropic. Like a rbber band pulled too tight, or a guitar string, right after snapping and hitting the guitar player.
But Remy couldn't see her, and either didn't hear her, or chose not to. "Chere, y' min' if I come in? Y' team leader keeps accusin' me of takin' t'in's. T'ink JOhn's purposely doin' it t' piss me off."
Rogue sighed and wondered if she wanted to put up with Remy. She didn't much feel like company, but she was bored laying in her bed doing nothing. At the very least, he would give her something to focus her anger against. And that was better than staring at the ceiling.
Rogue groaned, not believing the choice she was about to make. "Fine. But if ya make one smart ass comment Ah'm a' hi'chu so hard ya gran'ma'll feel it." Rogue yelled, her accent thicker from half her face being sqished by her pillow. She wasn't about to get up.
Remy quickly opened the door and closed it behind him, not making a sound. Rogue groaned one last time, for good measure, and pulled her head out, looking at Remy, or were she presumed Remy to be. Her room was pretty dark, and her nigt vision wasn't the best.
"Thought y' could use some company anyway." Remy said, sitting on the edge of Rogue's bed, having foud it easily in the light let in by the large balcony window. Rogue wished she could have seen him come closer. But he was lost in the balcness of her room, his eyes that had seemed to glow in the shadows as black as the rest of the room.
"Ah can take care a' mahself." Rogue said stubbornly, sitting up to give Remy more room. And to keep him from touching her. There was no chance he'd get hurt by her powers, but she didn't want to be touched at all. She was glaring at the place right about he depression in her matress.
*I got highways of stretchmarks, see where I've grown?*
"My mistake den." Remy said, his voice showing a little bit of disbelief. It was just to egg her on. She was kind of fun when she was mad. As long as she wasn't too mad. He liked to see a woman passionate about things, but not so passionate that she might hit him. He bet that even though Rogue had been laying in bed for a while she could lay him flat. The thought was both fascinating and exhilarating.
Rogue frowned at his derision. "Ah'm a grown girl. Tie mah own boots an' everythin'. An' Ah can amuse mahself." Rogue retroted. Remy chuckled. Rogue frowned even deeper more, wondering what he was laughing at.
Remy let his voice take on a slightly lecherous tone. "If I video taped dat, I could make a killing on de internet." Remy said, before getting up, just in case Rogue turned violent after that comment. Being hit was exhilarating, but avoiding it more so.
Rogue was shocked. "Ya such a perv! God!" She was completely thrown from being mad, surprised at what his mind had dredged up. And that he'd had the nerve to say it. A twinge in her noted that no one else had made such an overtly sexual remark to her before.
Remy laughed harder. He'd been right, this _was_ more fun than annoying Scott by taking things right from under his nose. Scott wouldn't hit him. He would grithis teeth and dearly want to, but it wa the professor's hold on Scott, not Remy's prowress in any respect, that kept Remy from being bruised. Remy was beginning to realize why women flirted with him when they were a little frightened by him. It was fun as hell. remy kept on laughing now at the insanity of the world around and inside him.
*I sing sometimes like my life is at stake,
because you're only as loud as the noises you make.*
Rogue tried not to laugh this time. She fought it with all her might. But one giggle escaped, fleeing and trying to take its family with it.
*I am learning to laugh as hard as I can listen*
That one giggle set Remy off even more, and Rogue couldn't help but let a few more slip. Soon she laughing insanely, with Remy laughing right along with her. And damn did it feel good to be laughing again. Rogue couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed so hard. Remy just enjoyed the feeling, his sides beginning to ache from the laughter, but he couldn't stop it any more than he could stop breathing.
*'cause silence is violence in women and poor people
If more people were screaming then I could relax*
Eventually, Rogue sat back, too tired to laugh anymore. Remy sat back down, this time closer to Rogue. Rogue leaned her back agianst the head board, waiting for the voices to demand she do that again. Nothing. She realized that she'd miss the quiet when it went away. Knowing she would miss it made her anxious. She wanted to savor every minute of silence. But she knew if she did that, then she would miss a whole lot of fun with the man in her bed, because he would elave eventually. So she started to mildly panic, not sure what she should take for granted.
*but a good brain ain't diddley
if you don't have the facts
we live in a breakable takeable world*
Remy noticed Rogue's wild mood shift. He would have hugged her, if she were any other girl. He'd been yelled at enough to know she was anxious about physical contact. And he didn't think making her even more uncomforatable would help her. but mostly he didn't want to be pressed up against Rogue if she decided to get angry.
"What's de matter, cherie?" Remy asked, cocking his head in curiosity. He hoped it was a problem that oculd be worked out by talking, so they could go back to laughing.
Rogue didn't want to answer. She wanted to be left alone. She was in no mood to put up with people again. She just wanted her internal turmoil to end. She vaguely wondered if all the voices had just been her own mind hyperanalyzing every shift in her mental condition. But she discarded the thought, knowing that if she delved that deep in her psyche, she might find dragons that were hiding and waiting to pounce.
Remy didn't let her get by without answering him. He didn't want to see anybody tearing themselves up emotionally like she was. Especially someone who had gone ballistic bad enough to wind up in the hospital after tearing apart a warehouse. It seemed like a bad idea to let her wallow in self-pity. He knew that it rarely solved anyhting, and just made things harder to deal with or get away from.
"Rogue?" Remy tried, hoping that hearing her name would make her open up a little bit. He wished he knew her real name, but figured this was a bad time to ask.
"Ah don't wanna talk to you. Get lost." Rogue said, now focusing all her tempstuousness at him. The effect was usually enough to send people running, especially lately. Remy briefly considered leaving, but decided to stick it out, just for a little longer.
*an ever available possible world*
"Why y' pushin' me away? Not a minute ago we were laughin' like fools." Remy pointed out, scooting closer to Rogue. Rogue felt it, and was sorely tempted to push him off her bed. But the angle was bad and she still wasn't strong enough, even if she'd tried.
Rogue decided that since she wasn't strong enough to push Remy off with her arms, she'd push him away with her words. "'Cause Ah don't wanna deal with stupid ass wanna be ladies men right now." Rogue said matter-of-factly. She was pleased with the result, until she realized that Remy wasn't shocked, but holding in a laugh.
"What's so damn funny?" Rogue demanded.
Remy took a deep breath, choking his chuckles before Rogue got really mad. "It's jes' dat y' probably de firs' woman t' call me dat. At least, t' m' face."
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah'm sure it's hilarious. Ya sure you're mentally stable?" She sniped, some of her anger beign replacedby annoyance.
Remy grinned playfully. "Nope. Not at all. But 's a good day t' be insane, non?"
Rogue rolled her eyes theatrically, sighing loudly. "God, Ah got stuck with the dumbest man in the world as the only person who gives a damn about me."
"Mebe. But 'least y' got me, non? 'S better den nothin'." Remy said, winking playfully before realizing that Rogue wouldn't be able to see it.
*and we can make music
like we can make do*
Rogue thought about it for a minute. "Fair enough, Ah guess. Ya less chatty than Kitty at least." Rogue looked across the room, where Kitty had slept, before being given her own room.
Remy intentionally took the wrong meaning. "Y' bored wit' me? Dis never happened b'fore. I'm not sure what to do." Remy preteneded to be having an emotional breakdown.
"God ya a retard." Rogue scoffed, smiling a little at Remy's goofyness despite herself. but she quickly regained her composure. But it was too late. Remy had seen ehr lighten up a bit, adn he was going to urn with it.
*genius is in a back beat
backseat to nothing if you're dancing*
"Hey, dat's where m' charm lies. 'M pathetic. I lost m' number, c'n I have yours?" Remy joked, smiling and congratulating himself. It was nice to be able to revel in the attention of a woman.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah didn't think anyone actually said dumb stuff like that."
Remy shrugged and grinned wider. "Now y' know better. Never too old t' learn somethin' new."
*especially something stupid
like I.Q.*
Rogue laughed a little, just letting herself do it. "Now Ah feel smartah than Ah did five seconds ago."
"'N' y' wanted me t' leave." Remy said, movign just a little bit closer to Rogue.
Rogue scooted away from Remy, she didn't want to loose the silence in her head and hurt the only guy since Cody who'd taken an interrest in her. Remy moved closer, not wanting Rogue to be afraid anymore, wanting to make her feel better. Rogue moved away, not scared as much as annoyed. Remy moved closer, deciding annoyed worked for him. Rogue sat up on her bedside table, knocking her alarm clock and water bottle off. Remy backed off a little.
"Y' okay?" He asked. Rogue flicked the light on and cursed at the brightness. She slid off the table and set her stuff back on it.
"Ah fine." Rogue said, her vouice daring him to suggest otherwise. She glared at him between puttign things back on ehr table, letting him know he'd lost all points he'd gained.
"Ya have to be up early tomorrow, Ah suggest ya leave." Rogue said simply. the tone wsa obvious though, a warning that if he didn't leave on his own, he would be made to leave.
*for every lie I unlearn
I learn something new*
"Why did y' move away from me? I wasn' gon' hur' chu." Remy said, glancing at Rogue's clock and realizing he had to be in the Danger Room in five hours. But that wasn't really important. He could sleep after the session. This was more pressing. Mainly because it was more interresting.
Rogue sighed and decided she'd ebtter tell him the entire reason, or he would keep buggin her, and seh really needed sleep. "Ah didn't want to hurt ya. An' Ah sho don't need your annoying, stupid soundin', voice in mah head when Ah'm tryin' ta sleep. Get outta mah room now." Rogue hadn't ment to get mad. But the more she thought about what had happened, or almost happened, the more she felt like raging. In the end, she wound up yelling at Remy, so mad she coudn't see straight.
*I sing sometimes for the war that I fight
'cause every tool is a weapon -
if you hold it right.*
Remy laughed, against his better judgement. "Y' have t' say worse t' upset me, cherie. 'M used t' better insults." Remy did, however stand up and stretch, with the intention of enticing Rogue. Rogue was keeping her eyes locked on his though, and didn't notice. In fact, she glared harder, as if she knew what he was trying to do.
"Get the fuck outta mah room. Ya not worth mah time, an' Ah don't give a damn about ya, one way o' the other. An' if ya stay in here, Ah'll gouge ya eyes out with a hairbrush an' tell Logan ya tried ta rape me, got it?" Rogue said, going to her door and throwing it open with a bang.
Remy looked at Rogue for a second, his face carefully blank. Then he shrugged and walked toward the door, taking his time. "As y' wish, Rogue." Remy paused when he was standing next to her. "Sleep good."
Remy took the final step out of Rogue's room. Rogue slammed the door behind him and went back to her bed, seething. She didn't want to sleep, she wanted to go after Remy and rip his head off. But she wouldn't have the strength to do that unless she got some sleep, and she knew it.
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That wasn't very funny. Ah well, maybe in the next shot.
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Rogue was trying to get to her room. Ororo and Kitty were trying to help. Rogue wasn't even out of the med lab yet. In fact, she wasn't even out of bed yet.
*when I was four years old they tried to test my IQ*
"Rogue, how the hell did you get yourself tangled up like this?" Kitty asked, phasing the blankets off Rgue.
"Ah dunno. Man, Ah feel like a retard."
*they showed me a picture of three oranges and a pear.*
Rogue and her entourage walked past the desert Hank had been trying to get Rogue to eat before she left. He'd wanted to increase the amount of vitamin C she was taking in, suspecting that it was too low and might be making her weaker.
*they asked me which one is different and does not belong,
they taught me different is wrong.*
Rogue was doing well, considering she hadn't moved from the med. lab bed for a week. Kitty began clapping for her, excited that her friend was getting better so quickly. And just a little sarcastic about the whole experience of getting ehr out of the bed.
Rogue turned around to tell Kitty to stop when another set of hands mimicked Kitty's. Rogue turned to say something nasty to their owner. All Rogue could see was Remy's eyes shining in the dark. Well, comparative, at least. Her eyes were still adjusted to the bright med lab lights.
"Quit that! Ah don't need smart asses like you hangin' around here while Ah'm tryin' ta go ta bed." Rogue snapped, not angry, but annoyed. Her voice showed the difference too, at least to Kitty and Ororo.
Remy stepped into the light cast by the med lab doors still being open. Kitty giggled. Remy gave her a friendly grin. Kitty smiled back. It was nice to have someone else, especially someone as yummy as Remy, help you tease your former roommate.
Remy gave Rogue a mock surprised and hurt look. "What? I can' encourage de only person in dis whole place dat doan hate me?" Remy asked, moving closer to Rogue.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ya could, if ya were around whoever it is." She drawled, not really taking any joy in the hurtful woreds so much as enjoying the battle of wits it was part of.
Remy clutched at his chest. "Y' wound me, cherie." He flashed his heart melting, blood pounding, soul stirring smile. Rogue rolled ehr eyes again, but smiled a little.
Kitty giggled again. Remy gave her another smile. It had no less flirtatious energy behind it, but it was a bit more subdued than the one he'd given Rogue. She seemed like she needed a bigger smile to get rid of her scowl.
Kitty gave Rogue a conspiratorial look, and staged whispered, while Ororo was trying not to chuckle at the display in front of her. "Rogue, do you, like, want us to go away so you can, totally flirt with the sexy accented guy?"
Remy laughed a little. "Thank y', p'tite. Mebe I'll be enjoyin' m' stay here even more, now dat I got two people on m' side. Coudln't ask f'r prettier friends either. Unless y' lovely chaperone would also like t' make me feel welcome." Remy gave Kitty a warm smile and scooped up her hand to kiss it quickly. Kitty blushed bright red.
Ororo slipped and chuckled a little. "Well, you're a very charming person, aren't you?" Her voice was trying to eb stern, but couldn't manage it, and came out as amused.
Remy bowed slightly, making it as theatrical as the small movement would allow. "Merci." Rogue rolled her eyes again, and Ororo shook her head.
*when I was fourteen years old I woke up one morning,
thighs covered in blood, like a war, like a warning,
that I live in a breakable takeable body*
Rogue continued her trek up to her room as quietly as possible. She would let the other two deal with Remy. He was kind of fun to talk to, but she just didn't want to deal with people right that minute. She just hoped they would keep each other busy long enough for her to get to her room and asleep.
Rogue's legs were weak from laying in the bed without using them for so long. As soon as she tried to tackle stairs, she fell. She almost splattered gracelesly against them, but Remy caught her in time, saving her from that embarrassment. He did make her open to a whole new type of embarrassment though. Especially since he'd caught her around the waist and she'd made a very undignifying 'oof' sound when he caught her.
Rogue let Remy help her steady herself before lashing into him for touching her. Kitty and Ororo spent the next five minutes trying to stop Rogue's tirade. It was the most violent she'd been for a while. Despite themselves, Kitty and Ororo saw it as a good sign.
Eventually Rogue ran out of steam. Rogue sat down on the steps and caught her breath. She wasn't ready to bitch so much yet. And that made her even angrier. That he would get away unmaimed for stopping her from being able to leave and be left alone. Never mind that he'd stopped her from eating carpet, he'd stopped her escape.
*An ever increasingly valuable body*
"I jes' d'n''t want t' see a beautiful t'in' like y' hurt again." Remy said, honestly, letting Rogue walk up the stairs by herself. He did not want to be bitched at again. Kitty gave him a sympathetic look, and Ororo apologized for Rogue's rudenss before they went to make sure Rogue didn't fall again. It was the best they could do.
*that a woman had come in the night to replace me,
deface me*
Rogue lay in bed, marveling at the quiet in her head. She had felt like an intruder in her own mind, lately. The voices were angry and needed to express themselves. It was like Rogue was only there when they didn't want to do what she had to do, like feel a lot of pain. Like she'd be someone else when it suited other people to be her.
*You see my body is borrowed, I got it on loan*
But now her head was quiet and the silence was good. She could finally rest; until she used her powers again. Then the war would start again. This was the eye of the storm. And Rogue found herself wondering if it would be storming the rest of her life. Or if other people had such bad weather in their lives.
*For the time in between my mom and some maggots,
I don't need anyone to hold me, I can hold my own.*
Remy knocked on Rogue's door. She groaned and burried her head into her pillow, not wanting to have to think anymore. She wasn't tired. She'd been sleeping for a while in the Med. Lab. Rogue was just feeling worn thin and misanthropic. Like a rbber band pulled too tight, or a guitar string, right after snapping and hitting the guitar player.
But Remy couldn't see her, and either didn't hear her, or chose not to. "Chere, y' min' if I come in? Y' team leader keeps accusin' me of takin' t'in's. T'ink JOhn's purposely doin' it t' piss me off."
Rogue sighed and wondered if she wanted to put up with Remy. She didn't much feel like company, but she was bored laying in her bed doing nothing. At the very least, he would give her something to focus her anger against. And that was better than staring at the ceiling.
Rogue groaned, not believing the choice she was about to make. "Fine. But if ya make one smart ass comment Ah'm a' hi'chu so hard ya gran'ma'll feel it." Rogue yelled, her accent thicker from half her face being sqished by her pillow. She wasn't about to get up.
Remy quickly opened the door and closed it behind him, not making a sound. Rogue groaned one last time, for good measure, and pulled her head out, looking at Remy, or were she presumed Remy to be. Her room was pretty dark, and her nigt vision wasn't the best.
"Thought y' could use some company anyway." Remy said, sitting on the edge of Rogue's bed, having foud it easily in the light let in by the large balcony window. Rogue wished she could have seen him come closer. But he was lost in the balcness of her room, his eyes that had seemed to glow in the shadows as black as the rest of the room.
"Ah can take care a' mahself." Rogue said stubbornly, sitting up to give Remy more room. And to keep him from touching her. There was no chance he'd get hurt by her powers, but she didn't want to be touched at all. She was glaring at the place right about he depression in her matress.
*I got highways of stretchmarks, see where I've grown?*
"My mistake den." Remy said, his voice showing a little bit of disbelief. It was just to egg her on. She was kind of fun when she was mad. As long as she wasn't too mad. He liked to see a woman passionate about things, but not so passionate that she might hit him. He bet that even though Rogue had been laying in bed for a while she could lay him flat. The thought was both fascinating and exhilarating.
Rogue frowned at his derision. "Ah'm a grown girl. Tie mah own boots an' everythin'. An' Ah can amuse mahself." Rogue retroted. Remy chuckled. Rogue frowned even deeper more, wondering what he was laughing at.
Remy let his voice take on a slightly lecherous tone. "If I video taped dat, I could make a killing on de internet." Remy said, before getting up, just in case Rogue turned violent after that comment. Being hit was exhilarating, but avoiding it more so.
Rogue was shocked. "Ya such a perv! God!" She was completely thrown from being mad, surprised at what his mind had dredged up. And that he'd had the nerve to say it. A twinge in her noted that no one else had made such an overtly sexual remark to her before.
Remy laughed harder. He'd been right, this _was_ more fun than annoying Scott by taking things right from under his nose. Scott wouldn't hit him. He would grithis teeth and dearly want to, but it wa the professor's hold on Scott, not Remy's prowress in any respect, that kept Remy from being bruised. Remy was beginning to realize why women flirted with him when they were a little frightened by him. It was fun as hell. remy kept on laughing now at the insanity of the world around and inside him.
*I sing sometimes like my life is at stake,
because you're only as loud as the noises you make.*
Rogue tried not to laugh this time. She fought it with all her might. But one giggle escaped, fleeing and trying to take its family with it.
*I am learning to laugh as hard as I can listen*
That one giggle set Remy off even more, and Rogue couldn't help but let a few more slip. Soon she laughing insanely, with Remy laughing right along with her. And damn did it feel good to be laughing again. Rogue couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed so hard. Remy just enjoyed the feeling, his sides beginning to ache from the laughter, but he couldn't stop it any more than he could stop breathing.
*'cause silence is violence in women and poor people
If more people were screaming then I could relax*
Eventually, Rogue sat back, too tired to laugh anymore. Remy sat back down, this time closer to Rogue. Rogue leaned her back agianst the head board, waiting for the voices to demand she do that again. Nothing. She realized that she'd miss the quiet when it went away. Knowing she would miss it made her anxious. She wanted to savor every minute of silence. But she knew if she did that, then she would miss a whole lot of fun with the man in her bed, because he would elave eventually. So she started to mildly panic, not sure what she should take for granted.
*but a good brain ain't diddley
if you don't have the facts
we live in a breakable takeable world*
Remy noticed Rogue's wild mood shift. He would have hugged her, if she were any other girl. He'd been yelled at enough to know she was anxious about physical contact. And he didn't think making her even more uncomforatable would help her. but mostly he didn't want to be pressed up against Rogue if she decided to get angry.
"What's de matter, cherie?" Remy asked, cocking his head in curiosity. He hoped it was a problem that oculd be worked out by talking, so they could go back to laughing.
Rogue didn't want to answer. She wanted to be left alone. She was in no mood to put up with people again. She just wanted her internal turmoil to end. She vaguely wondered if all the voices had just been her own mind hyperanalyzing every shift in her mental condition. But she discarded the thought, knowing that if she delved that deep in her psyche, she might find dragons that were hiding and waiting to pounce.
Remy didn't let her get by without answering him. He didn't want to see anybody tearing themselves up emotionally like she was. Especially someone who had gone ballistic bad enough to wind up in the hospital after tearing apart a warehouse. It seemed like a bad idea to let her wallow in self-pity. He knew that it rarely solved anyhting, and just made things harder to deal with or get away from.
"Rogue?" Remy tried, hoping that hearing her name would make her open up a little bit. He wished he knew her real name, but figured this was a bad time to ask.
"Ah don't wanna talk to you. Get lost." Rogue said, now focusing all her tempstuousness at him. The effect was usually enough to send people running, especially lately. Remy briefly considered leaving, but decided to stick it out, just for a little longer.
*an ever available possible world*
"Why y' pushin' me away? Not a minute ago we were laughin' like fools." Remy pointed out, scooting closer to Rogue. Rogue felt it, and was sorely tempted to push him off her bed. But the angle was bad and she still wasn't strong enough, even if she'd tried.
Rogue decided that since she wasn't strong enough to push Remy off with her arms, she'd push him away with her words. "'Cause Ah don't wanna deal with stupid ass wanna be ladies men right now." Rogue said matter-of-factly. She was pleased with the result, until she realized that Remy wasn't shocked, but holding in a laugh.
"What's so damn funny?" Rogue demanded.
Remy took a deep breath, choking his chuckles before Rogue got really mad. "It's jes' dat y' probably de firs' woman t' call me dat. At least, t' m' face."
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah'm sure it's hilarious. Ya sure you're mentally stable?" She sniped, some of her anger beign replacedby annoyance.
Remy grinned playfully. "Nope. Not at all. But 's a good day t' be insane, non?"
Rogue rolled her eyes theatrically, sighing loudly. "God, Ah got stuck with the dumbest man in the world as the only person who gives a damn about me."
"Mebe. But 'least y' got me, non? 'S better den nothin'." Remy said, winking playfully before realizing that Rogue wouldn't be able to see it.
*and we can make music
like we can make do*
Rogue thought about it for a minute. "Fair enough, Ah guess. Ya less chatty than Kitty at least." Rogue looked across the room, where Kitty had slept, before being given her own room.
Remy intentionally took the wrong meaning. "Y' bored wit' me? Dis never happened b'fore. I'm not sure what to do." Remy preteneded to be having an emotional breakdown.
"God ya a retard." Rogue scoffed, smiling a little at Remy's goofyness despite herself. but she quickly regained her composure. But it was too late. Remy had seen ehr lighten up a bit, adn he was going to urn with it.
*genius is in a back beat
backseat to nothing if you're dancing*
"Hey, dat's where m' charm lies. 'M pathetic. I lost m' number, c'n I have yours?" Remy joked, smiling and congratulating himself. It was nice to be able to revel in the attention of a woman.
Rogue rolled her eyes. "Ah didn't think anyone actually said dumb stuff like that."
Remy shrugged and grinned wider. "Now y' know better. Never too old t' learn somethin' new."
*especially something stupid
like I.Q.*
Rogue laughed a little, just letting herself do it. "Now Ah feel smartah than Ah did five seconds ago."
"'N' y' wanted me t' leave." Remy said, movign just a little bit closer to Rogue.
Rogue scooted away from Remy, she didn't want to loose the silence in her head and hurt the only guy since Cody who'd taken an interrest in her. Remy moved closer, not wanting Rogue to be afraid anymore, wanting to make her feel better. Rogue moved away, not scared as much as annoyed. Remy moved closer, deciding annoyed worked for him. Rogue sat up on her bedside table, knocking her alarm clock and water bottle off. Remy backed off a little.
"Y' okay?" He asked. Rogue flicked the light on and cursed at the brightness. She slid off the table and set her stuff back on it.
"Ah fine." Rogue said, her vouice daring him to suggest otherwise. She glared at him between puttign things back on ehr table, letting him know he'd lost all points he'd gained.
"Ya have to be up early tomorrow, Ah suggest ya leave." Rogue said simply. the tone wsa obvious though, a warning that if he didn't leave on his own, he would be made to leave.
*for every lie I unlearn
I learn something new*
"Why did y' move away from me? I wasn' gon' hur' chu." Remy said, glancing at Rogue's clock and realizing he had to be in the Danger Room in five hours. But that wasn't really important. He could sleep after the session. This was more pressing. Mainly because it was more interresting.
Rogue sighed and decided she'd ebtter tell him the entire reason, or he would keep buggin her, and seh really needed sleep. "Ah didn't want to hurt ya. An' Ah sho don't need your annoying, stupid soundin', voice in mah head when Ah'm tryin' ta sleep. Get outta mah room now." Rogue hadn't ment to get mad. But the more she thought about what had happened, or almost happened, the more she felt like raging. In the end, she wound up yelling at Remy, so mad she coudn't see straight.
*I sing sometimes for the war that I fight
'cause every tool is a weapon -
if you hold it right.*
Remy laughed, against his better judgement. "Y' have t' say worse t' upset me, cherie. 'M used t' better insults." Remy did, however stand up and stretch, with the intention of enticing Rogue. Rogue was keeping her eyes locked on his though, and didn't notice. In fact, she glared harder, as if she knew what he was trying to do.
"Get the fuck outta mah room. Ya not worth mah time, an' Ah don't give a damn about ya, one way o' the other. An' if ya stay in here, Ah'll gouge ya eyes out with a hairbrush an' tell Logan ya tried ta rape me, got it?" Rogue said, going to her door and throwing it open with a bang.
Remy looked at Rogue for a second, his face carefully blank. Then he shrugged and walked toward the door, taking his time. "As y' wish, Rogue." Remy paused when he was standing next to her. "Sleep good."
Remy took the final step out of Rogue's room. Rogue slammed the door behind him and went back to her bed, seething. She didn't want to sleep, she wanted to go after Remy and rip his head off. But she wouldn't have the strength to do that unless she got some sleep, and she knew it.
***
That wasn't very funny. Ah well, maybe in the next shot.
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