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

[ Video ]

[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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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.

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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?

Oh yeah. They were the Human High Council's best line of defense. And they didn't care if they were going after Apocalypse's forces or us.

[Well, that sounds fun. Rogue puts that information away for later, because she will certainly ask later.]

The scientists had robots like that, but smaller, more compact, and even harder ta destroy. For years, they'd come in and just take anyone, drag them to the teleportation point, and you wouldn't see or hear from the person until they came back. 'Mallynappings' - when folks were taken out for personal experimentation. [Let's not talk about that.] They'd send the same robots to drag you to the drafting point, except ya wouldn't have a chance to prepare. It was better to report, that way you stood more of a chance when ya were out there.

It's messed up that prison is the safe, fun alternative to these things. [Her home and Luceti apparently.]

And you were there for awhile. Seems like it was a good thing you could find comfort in someone. [Even if he was not well liked for whatever reason.]

[She smiles at Kitty.] I thought so too. It's really kinda crazy, but - we work. And we each needed that, I think.

Hey, whatever works. I'm the last person to ever judge a relationship. Trust me.

[Rogue frowned a little at that, concerned.] Things didn't work out with Colossus?

[Sure, she didn't really KNOW the guy, but at least he'd seemed kind. And if Kitty had married him, she assumed...]

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