driftfleet | .03 Were you dazzled by the same constellation?

Who: Rogue
Broadcast: Voice, Fleetwide
Action: Aboard the Marsiva
When: Tonight! Sometime after normal dinner hours.

[Bored. Bored. Bored.

Right, okay, so there was tension and so much suspicion and perhaps the ship falling apart and perhaps clues toward Atroma's past and specific directions to not look into suspicious circumstances (Ha!) but to bond with fellow passengers (double ha!) and real food and real coffee and actual sleep at night (vague or startlingly vivid dreams not withstanding, but... but it was like being a kid at the end of a long summer. You didn't want school to start up again. But Gawd, you needed something to do.

At least on the ship she had people to cook for, things to do -- same thing in Luceti. There was responsibilities, routine, some measure of purpose even if it was mostly self-imposed.

Here there was nothing except the blackness of space, the press of strangers, and of course -- all the mindless entertainment and access to punching bags a girl could want.

Rogue can be found making use of that punching bag, or flopped into one of the entertainment cubicles with a pile of questionable reading material beside her. She is clearly getting fed up with one of her favorite pass times - laughing at bad romances, muttering underneath her breath, until finally she makes a broadcast:]

Okay, if you're not bored you can just turn this off right now. There is absolutely no strategic value in what I'm going to say.

[She pauses a long moment and waits. Then continues:] But if ya are bored then maybe ya can relate ta wantin' ta lose yourself in a good book. Me too. But okay, I'm not sure I'm actually bored enough for this. [Rogue picks up a book and began reading at random.]

"Besides, friends don’t let friends drive drunk.”
“Drunk?”
"You’re intoxicated by my very presence.”

See, that'd be funny if it was sarcastic, or if she smacked him, but I'm not seein' it. An' then there's:

"I loved him with every cell in my body, every thought in my head, every feather in my wings, every breathe in my lungs. And air sacs."

Air sacs, people. Air sacs. Somebody's gotta help me out, I'm drowin' in this stuff here an' it's not even funny anymore. I either need someone ta come mock things with me, or -- I don't know. Has anyone tried pourin' soapy water on the floor an' goin' sliding yet? 'cause I think that might be my next step...

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[Oooh, one of those types. He chuckles a bit, leaning over to stage whisper to her.] Well, that'd be one way to get out of here.

[And... wait, no, not Paradisa. That wasn't the only place he heard - it's just the one he's heard most. So he frowns, then squints and pokes the center of his forehead as he tries to think.]

No, wait, it was... You said it before - Lu... ceti, right? Something like that?

[Remy grinned at Rogue's reaction to Clay's declaration, she beating him to the punch before he could make a joke about it and rub it in her face.] Ya just jealous, cherie.

[Before focusing on the question.] Oui, that it be. Luceti was... 'nterestin', but we also be from the same world, give or take a couple of months I think. [Before giving a semi-concerned glance to Rogue, hoping he hadn't accidentally stepped on or ruined whatever story she was telling others.]

You'd like ta think that. [Nope. Not able to let 'jealous' comment go.]

[Considering she was telling the truth but generously leaving off the whole 'almost blowing off my hand and kidnapping me' thing, he was fine. Except she was a little confused by what he said about the month difference.] Really? I thought we were from the same time. Right after New Orleans?

[Yup, listen to how casual this time comparison is. She's been out of Earth way too long.]

Welllll, [Now she mentions it.] Maybe a month 'd say. I got at least that on ya back home, even if ya got a couple of years on me now days. [Ah, time travel, how did it even work? Then again, add that question to the whole alien life thing as well, since Remy never even considered that until he got picked up for Luceti.]

[Blink blink. ....... Gosh.]

Man, this whole time difference thing is always weird to think about... I mean, knowing that other people from different universes are from different times is easy enough to understand, but when they're from yours?

It does get irritain', time and again. [A whole month, huh? She wondered if anything exciting had happened and made a note to ask later.] But ya get used ta it.

Kinda have to, non? Not like we got much choice. [And Rogue no doubt went through that a lot more than Remy had. She had seen versions of the X-Men come and go long before he had arrived in Luceti, including himself. It had to mess with you mind at first, and continue to do so would just be draining.

And that didn't even include running into different versions of yourself or friends from different universes.]

[And it was a lie, really, that you ever got used to it. It was sort of like saying 'Yes, the hammer fell and broke my thumb, but that's happened a dozen times by now so I'm used to the pain of shattered bone.' All she had to do was think of Kurt and a shadow crossed her face, Tony and the shadow darkened.]

Well, we do what we can, anyway. [She glanced away from both of them for a moment.] So are we gonna slide down this hallway or what?

[Ok, that had touched a nerve, unintentionally but he clearly had. But as much as Remy offered to lend her an ear as needed, he also knew how to distract and turn the attention away from the painful topic at hand.

Clapping his hands together, he rubbed them as he grinned.] I think we be. Let's give it one more go just as, then if it really don't work we can look for something more slippery. [Not waiting for a response from either of them before pushing off the wall he was by and taking a running start and just going for it, Remy let himself slide as far as he could down the hallway.]

[Rogue slipped her hands into her jumper pockets and watched.] Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand safe!

[About a two foot slide in stocking feet, not bad. She moved to lean against the wall to unlace her own shoes.]

Thank ya, thank ya, [As he said this Remy took a couple of bows.] 'll be here all week. Or however long our hosts want to keep us here really. 'll be here for the foreseeable future.

[Moving aside for her to have a go, he grinned.] Go on cherie, ya can top me. [Keeping that smile to possible imply something else to go along with that.]

[Rogue huffs in amusement. She her knee-jerk response would have been to say: You wish. Except that would then imply she couldn't kick his ass, and so she hesitated, smirking at him, before she shook her head, the perfect response coming to mind:] Me an' anyone else for a whistle an' a wink.

[Y u p, she's callin' you easy. (Perhaps it was not the kindest response, but hey, they were friends, and he could take it.)]

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