" Told you dat if ah didn' wear dem den you would scream." he said softly.
He then gently ran his fingers through her hair to calm her down whispering
sweet French endearments to her.
" R.emy." She said a bit shock. " De' one and only." he said with a small laugh. " So why are your eyes red and where's tha white?" she asked as she slowly began to calm herself and sat down upon a stair, Remy taking a seat beside her.
" Remy's power is chargin' dead objects and makin' dem blow up..de read eyes are just kinetic energy...not gonna suck your soul out or nothin'."
" So just what in tarnation are ya doin' down here anyway?" Rogue demanded.
" Was talkin' to Storm..she jus' wen' to bed." He said as he looked to her with his glowing eyes once more .
" So wha' your excuse Mah Chere."
" Glass of watah." She answered slightly embarrassed.
" You seein' anyone Mah Chere?" He asked with a playful tone to his voice.
" Yeah.." " But.?" Remy prodded knowing that tone anywhere, something wasn't goin' right.
" Lately he's been, standin' me up and has kinda shaken me off.Ah mean I should have known though since Mah powers an ' all."
" Just what are your powers?" He prodded.
" Ah cain't touch anybody or Ah'll absorb their thoughts, memories, life force and powers." she said with a cold tone.
" So? That's not a bad thang necessarily Mon Chere." He said casually. " It jus' mean' you gotta get mor' creative."
Rogue sighed softly and shook her head. " Ah wish it were dat shimple sugah.."
Remy drew a card,charged it, and held it near her face so he could get a metter view of he; to his surprise a tear ran down her cheek. He gently wiped it away with his unoccupied hand and smiled.
" Pretty girl like you shoul' neva' cry." Rogue just shook to him and shook her head. " Are you always like this?"
Remy shrugged in confusion not understanding what Rogue was trying to imply. "Like what Chere?"
Rogue sighed. " First of all you really shouldn't call me that and secondly I was referring to your attempt to charm me into a brainless wooing gal. Ah ain't like that."
Remy smiled innocently. " Ey, Remy jus' tryin' to cheer you up.."
Rogue sat in silence for a moment before she addressed him again.
" Sorry swamprat.Ah know you are Ah just push away anyone dat's a threat of becomin' too close ta hurt meh."
Remy sighed as the energy drained from the card as he placed it in her hand. " Well ol' Remy persistant so you non' get rid of him."
" Rogue?" A voice questioned at the staircase which belonged to that of Bobby Drake.
Remy looked up at him with his devilish eyes which sent him jumping back a few feet before calling out to her once more.
" Yeah it's me sug, you ok?" She asked with a grin knowing Remy shocked him awake.
Bobby rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing what he thought he saw. " Is that the new guy?" he asked with a hint of jelousy.
" Yeah..Remy meet, Bobby, my beau."
" Call me Gambit please." Remy said to Bobby as he rose to shake his hand.
Bobby shook his hand freezing it slightly. Remy only smirked at this antic.
( wee a love triangle is already developing.)
" R.emy." She said a bit shock. " De' one and only." he said with a small laugh. " So why are your eyes red and where's tha white?" she asked as she slowly began to calm herself and sat down upon a stair, Remy taking a seat beside her.
" Remy's power is chargin' dead objects and makin' dem blow up..de read eyes are just kinetic energy...not gonna suck your soul out or nothin'."
" So just what in tarnation are ya doin' down here anyway?" Rogue demanded.
" Was talkin' to Storm..she jus' wen' to bed." He said as he looked to her with his glowing eyes once more .
" So wha' your excuse Mah Chere."
" Glass of watah." She answered slightly embarrassed.
" You seein' anyone Mah Chere?" He asked with a playful tone to his voice.
" Yeah.." " But.?" Remy prodded knowing that tone anywhere, something wasn't goin' right.
" Lately he's been, standin' me up and has kinda shaken me off.Ah mean I should have known though since Mah powers an ' all."
" Just what are your powers?" He prodded.
" Ah cain't touch anybody or Ah'll absorb their thoughts, memories, life force and powers." she said with a cold tone.
" So? That's not a bad thang necessarily Mon Chere." He said casually. " It jus' mean' you gotta get mor' creative."
Rogue sighed softly and shook her head. " Ah wish it were dat shimple sugah.."
Remy drew a card,charged it, and held it near her face so he could get a metter view of he; to his surprise a tear ran down her cheek. He gently wiped it away with his unoccupied hand and smiled.
" Pretty girl like you shoul' neva' cry." Rogue just shook to him and shook her head. " Are you always like this?"
Remy shrugged in confusion not understanding what Rogue was trying to imply. "Like what Chere?"
Rogue sighed. " First of all you really shouldn't call me that and secondly I was referring to your attempt to charm me into a brainless wooing gal. Ah ain't like that."
Remy smiled innocently. " Ey, Remy jus' tryin' to cheer you up.."
Rogue sat in silence for a moment before she addressed him again.
" Sorry swamprat.Ah know you are Ah just push away anyone dat's a threat of becomin' too close ta hurt meh."
Remy sighed as the energy drained from the card as he placed it in her hand. " Well ol' Remy persistant so you non' get rid of him."
" Rogue?" A voice questioned at the staircase which belonged to that of Bobby Drake.
Remy looked up at him with his devilish eyes which sent him jumping back a few feet before calling out to her once more.
" Yeah it's me sug, you ok?" She asked with a grin knowing Remy shocked him awake.
Bobby rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing what he thought he saw. " Is that the new guy?" he asked with a hint of jelousy.
" Yeah..Remy meet, Bobby, my beau."
" Call me Gambit please." Remy said to Bobby as he rose to shake his hand.
Bobby shook his hand freezing it slightly. Remy only smirked at this antic.
( wee a love triangle is already developing.)