driftfleet | .05 if i live the life i'm given, i won't be scared to die

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.05 if i live the life i'm given, i won't be scared to die

Who: Rogue and anyone, really
Broadcast: Video, why not?
Action: The Star Space Station
When: Basically all week, Video Sunday afternoon

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[Rogue doesn't really like addressing the fleet at large, so she keeps it brief.]

Alright, folks, here it is - one of the best places we've been yet ta stock up. What's on your 'must bring back to the ship' list an' [more importantly, maybe] how are ya plannin' on storin' it?

[She's got her own list, but she knows the way these things usually go and she doesn't want to forget anything in case it winds up being a long, long dry spell before they hit another place this good.]

[ Action - All week ]

[Sooner or later, Rogue always falls into a routine. She's too well known in the fight circles now to make any real money, so she's taken to working as a chef/bartender at one of the middling-to-fancy restaurants. When not there, she is either 1) shopping (thank you, space gods, for a place that finally carries lipstick) 2) in the 'datary' checking out books to be 3) read in the garden. or jogging in the garden. Let's be honest, being around actual plantlife feels amazing after the desert planet, the frozen planet, and let's not forget -- space. Garden, reading, ~~wine~~ whiskey, chocolate, lipstick -- a good day. And then it was time to start it all over again.]

[By the time Rogue had given Kitty directions to where to meet, she'd had time to get... nervous about it. Which was dumb, but true. They'd talked fine enough over the communicator, why should meeting in person be any different?

In any event, Rogue hopes that Kitty will like the place. It was one of those middle level spots that she could easiest afford, and she's found a table that would let them both have their backs to the wall, let them both keep an eye on the door. She waits, gloved hands curled around her coffee.]

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Not floods. [Rogue's face sobered.] There were the drafts. A few of those were... real bad.

[A pause as Rogue tried to figure out how she would ever find the words to convey any of those experiences. The swamp. Vashkoth. Heck, even the underground one where she got buried in an avalanche or the moon one where she'd had to absorb Mia just so the two of them could survive and convince Tony to shoot a fake Pepper were light compared to the swamp. And the swamp wasn't quite... light compared to Vashkoth, but it was close.

In the end, she decided not to say anything about it at all.]

There were a few times when Luceti was invaded, couple of - real bad mind control things. A few times when our supplies were cut off, or there were earthquakes, but nothin' like a flood takin' us all the way up to the barrier. For the most part, outside of the experiments an' the invasions and the mallynappings, the village was pretty safe.

Edited 2016-02-18 02:22 (UTC)

Oh, yeah, everything you just said made it sound like a cozy resort get away. Snug as a bug. [Then again even after everything she said about the prison it was still safer and probably even less mentally damaging than home.]

[Rogue shrugs and smiles wryly.] Well. Those are the highlights of five years or so in a severely screwed up planet. Half the time, I just... had my routine, worked at the shop an' the stables, and practiced.

I will say this place seems ta be a whole lot less threatenin' so far.

Yeah, I can't tell if that's just so we get a false sense of security or if it's for real.

Wait, stables?

[Rogue blinked.] Yeah? Like - for horses. [Just in case there was stables for more than one thing in Kitty's world. Or somehow... not horses.]

I know what stables and horses are. [Looking amused.] I just didn't know you worked with them.

Well, yeah. [That awkward 'talking about myself feeling'.] I don't know 'bout your version of me, but I've always loved them, ever since I was a kid. [Let's expand the focus, good yes.] Luceti wasn't a real modern type of place - no cars, no easy transportation, it just barely had electricity before I got there. The one exception was the Battle Dome which was kinda like the DR at home. Other than that, if ya wanted to do anythin' other than walk, the best way was on horseback. I helped out a friend who started importin' 'em in with mission points.

[Her hand goes to clasp a - yes, that looks like an outrageously sized emerald in sort of shape of an arrow, attached to a gold chain which has until now disappeared under her shirt. It is really not Rogue's style, except for the color of the stone, far too fine and expensive to be something she'd pick out on her own.

Her expression becomes wistful.]

Someone even gave me my own, after a while.

Edited 2016-02-20 21:42 (UTC)

Maybe she did, and it just never came up. We didn't have a lot of horses around, and she was pretty busy. [But she feels like mentioning her son would be too much.] We both were. I did a lot of stealth missions with just Logan in addition to being out with the full team.

[Definitely hard to miss a necklace like that. Not to mention the look.] Someone?

[Oh, that made sense. Kitty would be great on stealth - smart and quick and able to get into places most couldn't -- and, more importantly, able to get back. Nothing could touch Kitty if she didn't let it. It helped give hind part of Rogue's brain, the part that hadn't stopped waiting for the sky to fall since she woke up here, a place to put Kitty's current skill set.] Sounds busy alright.

['Someone?' Oh. Rogue glances down at her pendent, and looking back up at Kitty gives her a small, wry smile. She doesn't let go of the pendent.] Yeah. He was tryin' ta impress me at the time.

Looks like he did. [Because she sees that smile and just because Kitty's love life is an ongoing disaster doesn't mean everyone's should be.]

Well, I mean, he gave me a horse. [Rogue's smile stretched to a brief grin and she spread out her hands.] What's a girl ta do?

[And then she laughed a little and shook her head, because it had really been so, so much more than that.

And she sobered a little, because at least as far as she knew Kitty had nothing against any version of Loki, which was a plus, but explaining this never went well for her. But Loki was coming back - he would come back - and she'd much rather Kitty hear this from her than find out any other way.] Thing is... it was a little more complicated than that.

[Her hand finally comes away from the pendent to rest on the table again.]

I can honestly say no guy has ever given me a horse before. I don't think there's a defense for that. [It's a little strange just to be having regular girl talk and stranger that it's with Rogue—a Rogue—over a guy who isn't Erik or even Remy. She's been married for awhile and has a son. But then Kitty was married too and here she is. It's not like This Rogue had those relationships or experiences.]

It always is more complicated. [She gives her a 'go on' sort of look in as much as a look can convey that.]

[How even to explain this? The thing was, Rogue didn't feel she had any excuses to make. Her choices were hers. And Loki would never be a good guy, but he was good to her. And their relationship was something that made her happy, something worth sharing.]

...well, let's just say he had a lot ta do to win me over. It started out with an experiment - we had our memories wiped, met completely fresh... an' even before that, we had enough of a connection ta talk to each other with - well, only his overarchin' game on his part. Where he's from, he did a lot of wrong, so I wasn't exactly thrilled with there still bein' somethin' there after the experiment... but he just didn't let it go.

[Long story short:]

He ain't done wrong since I've known him. I don't think he'll ever be a good man. But he's good ta me.

[It's no exact copy of her story, but it's close enough to prompt a jokingly nervous response.] Just tell me he's name's not Tyki.

[Rogue blinked.]

No. Loki.

I'm guessing he's not a kid, right? [She met a kid Loki in the prison.]

Someone I met in the prison briefly.

Heh. No. Though I did meet a kid Loki once, myself. [She smiled a little.] My Loki's here now - or well, not here in the fleet. I think Atroma has him, but I haven't been able to get to him.

[There is an uncomfortable set to her shoulders at that, tense and somehow slumped at the same time.]

I'm sorry. [She's even moved to reach out and put her hand on the other woman's but it's Rogue. Touching is tricky. And by the time she thinks of alternatives it feels like the moment has passed.]

You think he'll be back?

Well... [And Rogue reached up and suspended the pendent. It dangled straight down for only a moment and then the point began to slowly tug up, pointing toward the Marsiva.] I know he ain't gone yet. I've got no reason ta think he won't be back. So - here's hopin'.

[She brought the pendent to rest back against her chest again.]

It's like a compass for him? That's...weird and handy.

Yeah, well... things got dicey a few times. [Rogue shrugged.] Especially out in the drafts. It was good ta be able to find each other when we needed to.

[There was more to the story, but that wasn't hers to tell.]

So, these drafts... Was Luceti just really windy or does it mean something else?

[A wry laugh.] Somethin' else. The planet was at war. The scientists who kept us prisoner occasionally liked to use us for soldiers.

That kind of draft. [She was afraid of that.] What happened if you refused? [Since refusal would be her first plan.]

They'd drag ya ta the teleportation area by force an' you'd wind up out there anyway. [Not that she's bitter.] Your world have Sentinals?

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