Death of Beloved
Gambit stared through the misty window, watching the raindrops slowly drop through the sky, spiraling beautifully. He groaned. It reminded him of Rogue.
It was a week after Rogue's death at the hands of Sabretooth. It still hurt. A lot. As Gambit sipped on his drink, he heard footsteps shuffling towards his door.
Gambit pulled the door open. He stared at Scott's face. 'What d'you want?' he muttered, not looking into his eyes. Not that he could see Scott's eyes. There was just one long strip of red visor.
'I know you're still hurt but the professor needs you. He's at the Danger Room,' Cyclops said softly. Gambit stared questioningly at Cyclops' visor.
'Is it about Bloodstorm?' Gambit asked curiously. At the word, Cyclops stiffened. He shrugged and walked off. Gambit watched him go.
As Gambit walked through the corridor, Kitty phased through her door. She glanced up at him, then blushed. She was wearing a long pink shirt, the one she normally used for sleeping. It reached slightly above her knees. Gambit's view moved roamingly down… With a start, he realized Kitty wasn't wearing any pants. She held a pair of cotton shorts in her hands.
Kitty blushed again. 'Sorry, Remy… I thought you were with the Professor…' she stuttered. Gambit smiled warmly and continued on his way. Behind him, Kitty pulled on her shorts and followed him.