Dear Logan,
I'm writing you to let you know that I'm leaving the mansion tonight on a little mission I embraced myself. I'm following Gambit. He's having some trouble back home, in New Orleans. So I figured, even though he won't admit it, that he might need my help. You know me, I won't let a teammate to fend for himself in times of trouble. On second thought, who am I kidding? You being you, one of the people I trust the most, I might as well tell you the real reason. I'm going after him because I love him. I love that swamp rat and I couldn't live with myself if something were to happen to that devil. Don't ask me why or how I fell for him. I just did. Please, don't judge me, Wolvie.
I know, I know how you warned me against him, like a thousand times. But I guess I am only human. Over time, his advances and cheap pickup lines managed to win me over. The fact that anyone at all would shower me with loving gestures and attention took me by surprise, I was completely unguarded. I did resist him for some time, but in the end, the warmth and charm of that dirty thief seeped into my soul, into my heart. And now, I'm here, helpless, breathless, because I'm worried about that bastard. He left me a note telling me about his trip, but I guess I read it just a little late. He's left and I'm gonna follow him.
As there's no time to let the professor know, I'm telling it to you. You may pass the news on to him and the others.
I'm also writing this as a safety precaution and also because I know that you care. I'll keep you posted on everything that is going down there, so if I don't contact you for more than two days, you may come and rescue me, I mean us, because we'll probably be needing your help. I hope it doesn't come to that, and quite frankly, I don't think it will. But you know the drill, better have a plan B.
Your friend always,
Rogue
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URGENT REPORT
June 28th – 20:32
Venerable Patriach of the Assassin Guilds, Mr. Boudreaux,
It was precisely seven pm tonight when we detected an invasion to your property. The alarms didn't go off, but my men sensed the thief's presence. Remy LeBeau broke the door open, slipping one of his playing cards through the lock. He entered the place, climbing up the stairs, he reached your daughter's room. When we intercepted him, he was by her bed, watching over her, holding her hand. Naturally, we ordered LeBeau to leave, but as you can imagine, he wouldn't and stated that he is still her husband.
Upon being informed he held no right of claiming your daughter, he still made no move and remained planted by her side. We made a point of informing him that she is not his wife any longer and that he will never be good enough to marry an Assassin woman. He said she herself chose to marry him. She had wanted to marry him, according to him. We urged him to leave immediately. Instead of complying with our request, Gambit attacked us, at first using hand to hand combat and later he tried to use his mutant powers on us. We opened fire, but the youngest of the LeBeaus managed to dodge all the bullets. LeBeau then took out two coins of his pocket and charged them up, and making them explode. The explosion made us fall back. Gambit jumped at me and held a charged-up playing card on my neck, threatening me, demanding that I call off my killers. Obviously, I didn't obey him and ordered our people to kill him.
Then, all of a sudden, to our utter disbelief, an amazingly beautiful woman flies through the bedroom window. She looked like some fallen angel, body like the summer, doll face and gorgeous eyes. Please make note of her distinguishing marks: very athletic body, white streaked hair and out of this world green eyes.
We have no reason to believe she was hired assistance. She came in saying that she didn't like the killing part towards her teammate. They shared a brief look at each other and it was crystal clear that they have something going on. They are probably lovers.
As of now, we don't know if the woman had been there all along, or if she had just arrived. If she's found, she should be eliminated. She's a mutant and a powerful one. She defeated two killer Assassins and threw them out of the window like it was child's play.
The thief joined the fight, telling his woman to stay out of that. She didn't pay any attention to him, and continued attacking our men, and we were able to finally hit her with a powerful beam. The thief proceeded to take out some cards from the pocket of his blouse sleeve, charged the cards up, threw them at us. The woman filled in, defeating the final pack of Assassins. I was immobilized by then, when LeBeau moved over to Bella Donna, telling that he was taking her with him and so he did.
The course of action I would recommend is to get more men, hunt the couple down and retrieve Bella Donna. With that being said, we feel that we are obliged to do as you say. We'll be waiting for your instructions to act upon this matter.
Respectfully,
Nakh
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Mr. LeBeau,
If you want to save my daughter as you say, there's one thing you can do. Get her the elixir of life. That would surely restore her health. If you do so, I might even let the turmoil you and your lover caused today pass. You have twenty four hours to cure her with it or I'll hit you and your woman with all our might.
Marcius Boudreaux
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Ma chére Rogue,
I cannot thank you enough for staying behind this time, taking care of Bella for me. I will never be able to measure just how much selflessness is required for such a task. You are such an honourable, good woman, Anna. You have all my love for that, and for other things as well.
I myself don't know if I'd be able to nurse Cody, if I had to. I'd probably look at him and hate him, envy him for having kissed you, for having the honour of being the first one to touch his lips to yours.
But back to Belle, I'd like to leave you some instructions:
Try not to touch her. She's already debilitated, if you accidentally as much as brush your finger on her, that will surely cost her life. So please, I know you are always careful, in fact too careful for my liking, if you know what I mean, But this time, please, avoid touching her at any costs, chére.
Also, I've let some supllies,on the chest of drawers. There's a first aid kit in the bottom drawer and the iv fluids and stuff to get it all set is on the first drawer.
If she happens to wake up, which I think is highly improbable, tell her who you are. She knows about you, how I feel about you and she thinks I'm a fucked up masochist for pursuing something with you. I guess you'd agree with her on that one. Perhaps that would be something for you two to talk about.
Be ready, chére. They will come for Bella, surely. I hope they won't find you two, but I can't be sure. So, be prepared and, most importantly, be alive for when I come back, okay, chére? Those guys, they play for keeps. They are skilled assassins, and they wouldn't hesitate for a second before killing you. I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you. If they do show up, give them hell.
And finally, chére, thank you, thank you so much for doing this. I'm sorry I kind of slashed at you back there for following me, but I guess I did so because you are fucking stubborn and I told you not to come. All I wanted was for you to be back at the mansion. I wanted to go about this business knowing in my heart that you were well and safe, that my treasured femme would go on whatever happens here. But I have to admit that your help was really needed.
Besides, that moment when we got here, and I put Bella on the bed, when we locked eyes, these eyes of yours, chére, that look, I felt all them butterflies in my stomach and went weak on my knees. Oh chére, you have no idea of the power you hold over this misbehaving Cajun. It's crystal clear who has the reins in our little screwed up relationship.
I gotta go now, I guess your shower is not quite that long after all.
Forever yours,
Remy
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Author's note: Yay, another one is up. Thanks for the support, everyone who reviewed. I guess I won't be needing prose after all. Please let me know what you think. Is the story palpable now? I guess it's coming out nicely.