.02 [ Mama Said There'd Be Days Like This ]

[touchofrogue]

Who: Rogue
Broadcast: nope
Action: Planet with optional Vanquish options
When: Planetside, from beginning to end.

A Is for Augmentation
[It’s the middle of the night, and all good children are supposed to be in bed… so then what is Rogue doing, walking around the boarding house with her gloves off and her eyes closed?

Maybe it’s the same thing that has her shrieking awake a few night’s later, one single, panicked cry that she quickly stifles as awareness returns? Unfortunately, this won’t be her last night with nightmares… and unfortunately, sometimes the sleepwalking and the nightmares may come at once…]

B is for Bounty
[...hunting, that is. Rogue wasn’t planning on making a habit of this, it wasn’t really her thing, but if she found a wanted poster for a guy who did something that pissed her off enough, she would go and make it her business to hunt that particular individual down.

Of course, she didn’t really have any idea what she was doing. It just seemed like a thing to try. How do you find a needle in a haystack, and one poorly washed thug really was almost interchangeable. Walking up to someone and asking, ‘Hey, have you seen this guy?’ was probably not the best way of going about it.

In fact, that’s possibly the kind of thing that could get a gal more attention than she was looking for...]

C is for Chisel (and hammer, and stone)
[Rogue wasn’t exactly sure what that quadraped was, but… she has decided to call it a ‘zeorse’ and she is happy to see it. Do not doubt that she will be making friends in the stables and riding off on adventures…

And one of those adventures takes place after a week or so on the planet, and the quiet confirmation that both Tony and Zessica had… gone, Rogue borrows a chisel and hammer from a local She rides out into the wild and finds a cluster of hard red rock, and in the lee of the wind carves three names there: Tony. Zessica. Anja.

She’ll be more withdrawn and quiet than normal when she returns those tools.]

D is for Drunk and Disorderly
[Sometime after this conversation, Rogue will be… upset.

She will be upset enough to go blindly into the night with a powerful need to punch things, though with Kurt there she didn’t feel it was… the best idea, perhaps, to go and start a bar fight even though it would be so. easy.

So she just goes to a bar. And she orders a drink. And if there is a fight she doesn’t have to start but gets to finish, so be it.

So. Be. It.]

E? E is for Everything Else.

[On the Vanquish? Shopping and hoping to make something out of this material? Staring dramatically into the sunset?]

Comments

[touchofrogue]

[She had been holding her, holding her daughter. The baby wouldn't stop crying, not up until the moment she had vanished right out of her arms.

And that dream had been so real. She felt like she'd lost her baby and all that came with it all over again.

The very fact that the door was pressing into her back, with no wings in the way impressed on her that she was back to reality... completely alone, having lost everyone she ever loved.

...well, completely alone except for the total stranger making concerned pleasantries outside of her circle of grief. She needed to pull it together and get out of here.

Rogue exhaled a shaky breath and slowly lowered her hands.]

Right. Thank you. But no thank ya.

[Standing up slowly and leaving plenty of room between them, Rogue glanced at him, nodded, and began to head back to her room.]

[save_the_souls]

Okay.... [Allen wrings his gloved hand nervously. Right. That didn't work. He guess he could understand that, he was a stranger and he really had no idea what was going on. He really wasn't in the business of other people's past if he had a choice. There were plenty of things in his own past he wanted left alone.]

[Still, this was pretty worrying...and it sounds like he might only have one more shot to see if he can make her feel better]

I had a nightmare about a lion made out of cereal chasing me. It wanted to eat me and give me debts.

[Okay maybe it wasn't tonight's actual nightmare, but he's so has had one before so it still sorta counts!]

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue pauses at that, just because it is so ridiculous. It shakes her out of her present state of feeling for a moment and she glances over her shoulder at Allen.]

...an' give ya debts?

[Was that a name for some kind of... otherworldly rabies?]

[save_the_souls]

Yeah...like money debts?

[He rubs the back of his neck]

I'm not sure what a cereal lion would even buy, but he wanted me to pay for them.

[touchofrogue]

Did ya eat 'im?

[What, this is the clear solution to being hunted down by a lion made out of cereal.]

[save_the_souls]

No, I'm too scared of lions to even try to eat one.

[lions are the worst okay? The worst]

But...maybe I could've had him run into a lake of milk?

[touchofrogue]

...a lake of milk.

[Afraid of lions.

A lake of milk.

Chasing him to give him debts.

What was this conversation?]

Was there a lake of milk?

[save_the_souls]

[The best conversation that's what]

I don't know really...but it's a dream- so why not, right?

[touchofrogue]

...right.

[Right. If only dreams were so easily manipulated.

Rogue glances up toward where her bunk is and knows she just has a sleepless night ahead of her.]

I'm gonna go... put somethin' else on. [A brief pause and then she offers.] If that offer of tea's still good when I get back, think I might take ya up on it.

[save_the_souls]

Ah- sure! Of course. [He offers a smile]

I'm probably not getting any sleep anytime soon. So I'll be up.

[touchofrogue]

[Rogue nods, giving him a shadow of a smile before returning to the room she is renting. She doesn't rush back; in fact, she takes her time, washes her face, and dresses completely. Sliding her gloves back on, she doesn't second guess -- well, third guess. The idea of going back to bed is pretty much awful. So, if Allen's still there, Rogue will stay in the boarding house and drink tea with company. If not... well. It's a nice night for a walk.]