She woke up late the next day. It was about ten in the morning. She
decided to look around her large room. Other then the door she had used to
get into the room in the first place, there were two others. She opened
one to see a large closet. She nodded, then went to the other one. It led
to a smaller room that was messy with a boy's possessions.
A grin formed on Rogue's lips as she imagined this might be the mess of the Cajun.
She closed the door and went to the bathroom. She took a shower (there was no bath to her dismay) then got her normal outfit on. A short black tank top with a long sleeved green over shirt. A short black skirt with dark green pants under the black skirt with black combat boots. She then put her black gloves on.
Rogue left her room then and down the stairs to the kitchen. She made some oat meal she saw in the kitchen and headed out. She looked at the door to the gym. There was another door to the right and she heard a male yell from inside the room in disappointment. "Not again! He beat me again!"
"O' course he did. Yo didn' really t'ink you'd win did ya?" Came the Cajun's voice.
Rogue opened the door to see three guys facing a TV. One had flaming red hair, another dark brown (with a definite tinge of red), and the third had black hair.
"Rematch!" The red head demanded.
The black haired boy shrugged but didn't say anything.
Remy turned his head and smiled. "See Pyro, de new acolyte." He said to the red head, but still looked at Rogue.
Pyro turned and looked surprised. "Wow, you were telling the truth! I just figured you had been dreaming. Sorry mate." He said in an Australian accent, looking at Rogue.
Remy made a gesture of mock offense. "Yo t'aought Remy be seein' t'ings? I'm offended!"
The last boy was looking at her. He wasn't bad looking. Quite cute actually, and very muscular.
Remy beckoned her to sit next to him and she walked over and sat on the couch next to him. A PS2 game of Mortal Combat was on pause. Raiden against the big lizard dude.
Pyro and the black haired boy turned back to their duel. The red head wore a long sleeved gray shirt with sweat pants. The black haired boy wore jeans and a T-shirt. Remy wore ripped jeans and a long sleeved white shirt.
"Why so many layers?" Remy teased, giving her sleeve a sarcastic tug. "Dis would take Remy a whole minute t'git off." He finished sarcastically.
Rogue moved her arm away. "Y'don wan' t'touch me! Jus' take mah word fo' it." Rogue nearly growled.
Remy put his hands up as if to surrender. "Remy won' touch yo chere; doesn' mean he don want t'though."
"Ya don't want to. Jus' trust meh on this." Rogue said.
Remy opened his mouth to say something but the black haired boy interrupted him. "Leave 'er alone Gambit; you don't want to scare her away the first day she's here." He said in a thick Russian accent.
"Remy not scaring p'tite away Piotr." Remy said putting his arm around Rogue's shoulders.
Rogue ducked under the arm. Pyro groaned. "Augh, you win again! That is 'not' fair! Hey, uh, you; you any good at this game?!"
"It's Rogue." Rogue said. "And no, Ah'm not any good at that."
"Good!" Pyro said, pulling Piotr's controller from him and holding it out for Rogue. She didn't take it though.
"Ah think Ah'm gonna finish mah oat meal." Rogue replied.
"Fine! Gambit, you play!" He demanded, thrusting the controller into Remy's lap.
"Yo sure y'want t'do dat homme? Don want yer butt kicked again!" Remy said with a cocky smile.
"Bring it on!" Pyro challenged. Rogue shook her head then finished her breakfast. Remy won and Pyro begged Rogue to play 'one' game.
Rogue shook her head and stood up. "Ah've got better stuff t'do."
"Like what?" Remy asked. Rogue didn't reply though. She was already stepping out the door.
"Wow, a girl on the team. You think she's any good?" Pyro asked.
Remy shrugged. "She must be if Magneto let'er on de team. She edier very good physically, or got a powerful mutation." Remy answered.
"We're sharing a bathroom with a girl." Piotr pointed out.
Remy and St. John groaned. "All of that dark make-up she was wearing will be in the drawers! One day I'll probably use some scented shampoo or body lotion!" Pyro shivered.
"Hey, at least de fille will smell good.' Remy said with a grin.
"Yeah, and St.John might for once too." Piotr muttered sarcastically.
"Hey! I do ~not~ smell bad!" St. John defended.
"Whatever y'say." Remy replied sarcastically. He then got up and walked out. Rogue had just went into the gym, not noticing the Cajun.
After waiting a second he slipped quietly into the room. He could see Rogue and she was currently punching at a punching bag.
She was wearing less now. A short black tank top that revealed her mid- drift, tight black pants that complemented her curves, and large black combat boots.
He watched her for a while. Normally by now, any girl he'd have flirted with would be under his spell. This girl though, seemed to have evaded it.
'Oh well dough. Ony been a day. I got plenty o'time t'win 'er over.' Remy thought as he pulled out a deck of cards and started shuffling them easily without thought.
He walked toward her with expert stealth and stopped beside her unnoticed. "Yo look like y'could do wit a sparing partner." He said to her, continuing to shuffle his cards.
Rogue piveted to face him immediately; hands at the ready to either block or punch.
"Woaw dere chere, don need a surprise attack."
"Yer one t'speak swamp rat! What's with the cards?" Rogue asked, relaxing her arms.
"It's Remy's power." He replied, a smile on his face as he randomly grabbed a card from the deck.
The card was a two of spades. It suddenly lit up. "I charge it wit kinetic energy and on impact, it'll explode." He explained. It then went back to normal and he put it back in the deck. He then searched through the deck with practiced fingers and pulled out four cards.
He had pulled out all the aces. "Remy's fave." He said with a grin. Rogue nodded as Remy put them back in the deck then scavenged for a different card. He pulled out the king of hearts. "And dis card is what I am. De king of hearts." He explained, widening his handsome grin.
Rogue took the deck and pulled out a card. "And this is the queen of clubs. try anythin' stupid with me and you will be clubbed." Rogue threatened.
"Dat not nice. Remy won' try any'ting ~stupid~." Remy replied, loosing some of his grin. "What yo power?" He asked.
Rogue smiled. She took off a glove and sauntered toward him. She rested one arm on his shoulder teasingly while putting her bare fingers deadly close to his face. "Ah'll suck yo memories, physical abilities, and yo mutant power right from ya if yo touch mah skin. Basically, Ah advise ya not t'touch me." Rogue threatened.
She then stepped back and turned her back on him, putting her glove on and punching at the punching bag.
Remy walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her mid-drife. Luckily he wore long sleeves.
"Den jus' don' use it on me." He said, bending down to kiss her on the neck. Rogue quickly escaped his grasp and turned around fuming.
"Don't touch meh! Don't you get it?! Y'idiot!" She pushed him back. "Jus' leave meh alone! Ah won't play yo're stupid game!" Rogue growled. She then turned on her heel and stormed out. She went straight to her room.
'The nerve!' Rogue thought, putting a hand to her bare neck where Remy had almost touched her. 'What was he thinkin'?" Rogue growled in her head as she began transferring her clothes from her bag into the dresser.
~
Pyro watched as Rogue stormed out of the gym and wondered why the Goth was so angry.
Piotr had went to the library, and Pyro didn't know where Gambit was.
"Yes I do." He said quietly, opening the gym door. Gambit stood by the punching bag looking startled.
"What's wrong with Rogue?" Pyro asked.
"I dunno." Gambit said with a confused shrug.
"Well. tell me what happened." Pyro offered. Gambit shrugged again and told him what had happened.
Pyro laughed. "Looks like she doesn't want to be courted. Not by you at least. Looks like you may have come across someone you can't have."
"Nonesense. Dis only de first couple o' days. Some people just need time."
Pyro shrugged. "Whatever mate, but I don't think it smart. Don't want an enemy one the same team." Pyro warned. He then left.
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Tokyobabe2040: Sorry that isn't that much diversity with Rogue's coupling out there, but I don't think I could do a Rogue/Pyro! I don't even know how to portray Pyro or Colossus very well. I couldn't possibly do a Rogue/Pyro romance very well at all. Sorry to disappoint you. It defiantly won't be a Rietro though. lol. don't worry.
A grin formed on Rogue's lips as she imagined this might be the mess of the Cajun.
She closed the door and went to the bathroom. She took a shower (there was no bath to her dismay) then got her normal outfit on. A short black tank top with a long sleeved green over shirt. A short black skirt with dark green pants under the black skirt with black combat boots. She then put her black gloves on.
Rogue left her room then and down the stairs to the kitchen. She made some oat meal she saw in the kitchen and headed out. She looked at the door to the gym. There was another door to the right and she heard a male yell from inside the room in disappointment. "Not again! He beat me again!"
"O' course he did. Yo didn' really t'ink you'd win did ya?" Came the Cajun's voice.
Rogue opened the door to see three guys facing a TV. One had flaming red hair, another dark brown (with a definite tinge of red), and the third had black hair.
"Rematch!" The red head demanded.
The black haired boy shrugged but didn't say anything.
Remy turned his head and smiled. "See Pyro, de new acolyte." He said to the red head, but still looked at Rogue.
Pyro turned and looked surprised. "Wow, you were telling the truth! I just figured you had been dreaming. Sorry mate." He said in an Australian accent, looking at Rogue.
Remy made a gesture of mock offense. "Yo t'aought Remy be seein' t'ings? I'm offended!"
The last boy was looking at her. He wasn't bad looking. Quite cute actually, and very muscular.
Remy beckoned her to sit next to him and she walked over and sat on the couch next to him. A PS2 game of Mortal Combat was on pause. Raiden against the big lizard dude.
Pyro and the black haired boy turned back to their duel. The red head wore a long sleeved gray shirt with sweat pants. The black haired boy wore jeans and a T-shirt. Remy wore ripped jeans and a long sleeved white shirt.
"Why so many layers?" Remy teased, giving her sleeve a sarcastic tug. "Dis would take Remy a whole minute t'git off." He finished sarcastically.
Rogue moved her arm away. "Y'don wan' t'touch me! Jus' take mah word fo' it." Rogue nearly growled.
Remy put his hands up as if to surrender. "Remy won' touch yo chere; doesn' mean he don want t'though."
"Ya don't want to. Jus' trust meh on this." Rogue said.
Remy opened his mouth to say something but the black haired boy interrupted him. "Leave 'er alone Gambit; you don't want to scare her away the first day she's here." He said in a thick Russian accent.
"Remy not scaring p'tite away Piotr." Remy said putting his arm around Rogue's shoulders.
Rogue ducked under the arm. Pyro groaned. "Augh, you win again! That is 'not' fair! Hey, uh, you; you any good at this game?!"
"It's Rogue." Rogue said. "And no, Ah'm not any good at that."
"Good!" Pyro said, pulling Piotr's controller from him and holding it out for Rogue. She didn't take it though.
"Ah think Ah'm gonna finish mah oat meal." Rogue replied.
"Fine! Gambit, you play!" He demanded, thrusting the controller into Remy's lap.
"Yo sure y'want t'do dat homme? Don want yer butt kicked again!" Remy said with a cocky smile.
"Bring it on!" Pyro challenged. Rogue shook her head then finished her breakfast. Remy won and Pyro begged Rogue to play 'one' game.
Rogue shook her head and stood up. "Ah've got better stuff t'do."
"Like what?" Remy asked. Rogue didn't reply though. She was already stepping out the door.
"Wow, a girl on the team. You think she's any good?" Pyro asked.
Remy shrugged. "She must be if Magneto let'er on de team. She edier very good physically, or got a powerful mutation." Remy answered.
"We're sharing a bathroom with a girl." Piotr pointed out.
Remy and St. John groaned. "All of that dark make-up she was wearing will be in the drawers! One day I'll probably use some scented shampoo or body lotion!" Pyro shivered.
"Hey, at least de fille will smell good.' Remy said with a grin.
"Yeah, and St.John might for once too." Piotr muttered sarcastically.
"Hey! I do ~not~ smell bad!" St. John defended.
"Whatever y'say." Remy replied sarcastically. He then got up and walked out. Rogue had just went into the gym, not noticing the Cajun.
After waiting a second he slipped quietly into the room. He could see Rogue and she was currently punching at a punching bag.
She was wearing less now. A short black tank top that revealed her mid- drift, tight black pants that complemented her curves, and large black combat boots.
He watched her for a while. Normally by now, any girl he'd have flirted with would be under his spell. This girl though, seemed to have evaded it.
'Oh well dough. Ony been a day. I got plenty o'time t'win 'er over.' Remy thought as he pulled out a deck of cards and started shuffling them easily without thought.
He walked toward her with expert stealth and stopped beside her unnoticed. "Yo look like y'could do wit a sparing partner." He said to her, continuing to shuffle his cards.
Rogue piveted to face him immediately; hands at the ready to either block or punch.
"Woaw dere chere, don need a surprise attack."
"Yer one t'speak swamp rat! What's with the cards?" Rogue asked, relaxing her arms.
"It's Remy's power." He replied, a smile on his face as he randomly grabbed a card from the deck.
The card was a two of spades. It suddenly lit up. "I charge it wit kinetic energy and on impact, it'll explode." He explained. It then went back to normal and he put it back in the deck. He then searched through the deck with practiced fingers and pulled out four cards.
He had pulled out all the aces. "Remy's fave." He said with a grin. Rogue nodded as Remy put them back in the deck then scavenged for a different card. He pulled out the king of hearts. "And dis card is what I am. De king of hearts." He explained, widening his handsome grin.
Rogue took the deck and pulled out a card. "And this is the queen of clubs. try anythin' stupid with me and you will be clubbed." Rogue threatened.
"Dat not nice. Remy won' try any'ting ~stupid~." Remy replied, loosing some of his grin. "What yo power?" He asked.
Rogue smiled. She took off a glove and sauntered toward him. She rested one arm on his shoulder teasingly while putting her bare fingers deadly close to his face. "Ah'll suck yo memories, physical abilities, and yo mutant power right from ya if yo touch mah skin. Basically, Ah advise ya not t'touch me." Rogue threatened.
She then stepped back and turned her back on him, putting her glove on and punching at the punching bag.
Remy walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her mid-drife. Luckily he wore long sleeves.
"Den jus' don' use it on me." He said, bending down to kiss her on the neck. Rogue quickly escaped his grasp and turned around fuming.
"Don't touch meh! Don't you get it?! Y'idiot!" She pushed him back. "Jus' leave meh alone! Ah won't play yo're stupid game!" Rogue growled. She then turned on her heel and stormed out. She went straight to her room.
'The nerve!' Rogue thought, putting a hand to her bare neck where Remy had almost touched her. 'What was he thinkin'?" Rogue growled in her head as she began transferring her clothes from her bag into the dresser.
~
Pyro watched as Rogue stormed out of the gym and wondered why the Goth was so angry.
Piotr had went to the library, and Pyro didn't know where Gambit was.
"Yes I do." He said quietly, opening the gym door. Gambit stood by the punching bag looking startled.
"What's wrong with Rogue?" Pyro asked.
"I dunno." Gambit said with a confused shrug.
"Well. tell me what happened." Pyro offered. Gambit shrugged again and told him what had happened.
Pyro laughed. "Looks like she doesn't want to be courted. Not by you at least. Looks like you may have come across someone you can't have."
"Nonesense. Dis only de first couple o' days. Some people just need time."
Pyro shrugged. "Whatever mate, but I don't think it smart. Don't want an enemy one the same team." Pyro warned. He then left.
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Tokyobabe2040: Sorry that isn't that much diversity with Rogue's coupling out there, but I don't think I could do a Rogue/Pyro! I don't even know how to portray Pyro or Colossus very well. I couldn't possibly do a Rogue/Pyro romance very well at all. Sorry to disappoint you. It defiantly won't be a Rietro though. lol. don't worry.