6 January
Poncho.n. A blanketlike cloak with a hole in the center to admit the head, originating in South America, now often worn as a raincoat.
"Brr, why is it so cold right here?" An unfamiliar voice wafted past Rogue's closed door.
"I don't feel anything, Warren," Ororo replied slyly.
"Do you ever feel the cold?"
"Yes." The footsteps continued, but instead of it being two pairs, only one continued.
A knock sounded on Rogue's door. "Hello?"
"Ah'm here," Rogue replied as she quickly shut the window. When she turned around, the face behind the boy's voice stood in her doorway. Wings were silhouetted behind him. "Can Ah ... have we met?"
"Not officially," the winged boy answered. "I'm Warren." He didn't wait to hear her name, but gestured toward the window. "Any reason you have your windows wide open?"
"Ah guess Ah like the sound of rain." Rogue shrugged and briefly jerked her eyes away. She didn't know the exact reason as to why she had the window open, protecting her and the other residents from the unforgiving weather. The dying wind made her cold and she could hardly feel her extremities, but it hardly seemed to matter.
Warren stepped inside her room completely, slowly closing the door behind him. "Home sick?" he guessed.
Thinking about it, Rogue didn't think he was far off. "Ah guess. Ah'm not used ta the cold." She turned her back on him to stare back out into the inclement weather. "Rain ... that's not unusual."
Rustling indicated Warren's movements, but Rogue wasn't aware that he was moving beside her until he actually was. "I love to fly in a gentle rain when it's warm," he commented. His eyes were lost in the rivulets of water as they flowed down the glass. After a moment, he took attention to Rogue again. "Are you wearing a raincoat?"
Rogue grabbed the material of her makeshift poncho in her hands. "Naw. It's a ... it's a shower curtain. Ah have a coat now, but Ah don't wanna ruin it..."
Warren smiled. "If this weather keeps up, you might want to rethink that."
"Ain't got much of a choice, Sugah," Rogue replied huffily. "'Sides, we ain't gonna be outside much, are we?"
"Depends." He didn't elaborate further.