.06 you give love a bad name

[touchofrogue]

Who: Rogue
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Yup, in a station bar and back on the Vanquish
When: Forward-dated to Valentine's Day

[It dawns on Rogue slowly that it is actually Valentine's day and her romantic feelings have been completely unaffected. When it does, she can't help but let out a whoop and rush to celebrate. Find her (a) in a middle-range bar on the space station, getting a little tipsy and flirting with basically everything that moves just to go NOPE and walk away, because SHE CAN, TAKE THAT.

At some point, she even makes a video post:]

Best. Valentine's Day. Ever.

[She holds up a hand, and in that hand is a glass of champagne. She toasts to the network.] Thanks, Atroma, for makin' this Valentine's Day kiss free.

[After all, the Malnosso had never let a February 14th go by without experimenting egregiously with Luceti's inhabitants.

And so, (b) later on and feeling a bit tipsy, she is back on the Vanquish. She has purchased chocolates and roses for everybody. She is setting them out in the kitchen with little cards, hoping she's got everyone's name right because they have approximately a zillion more people right now.


Much, much later, probably around the time sobriety starts, she'll remember something about 'tempting fate' and wish she'd kept her mouth shut -- but right now? Best. Valentine's Day in years.]

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[ladybro]

[ ok, so she's new here. like -- really new. so new that she's just getting used to these weird little devices, and all the new age-y music, and the platitudes. it's kind of refreshing to access the network and hear something a little less...starry-eyed.

even so: ] It's Valentine's? What? [ huh. ] And you're celebrating an absence of kisses? [ did she miss 'opposite day' too?

w-wait! kate squints at the device. huh. cool hair. ]

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[touchofrogue]

[Whereas you are completely unfamiliar to her! \o/]

Heck yeah, I am!

[With absolutely no shame whatsoever. Or explanation, apparently.]

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[ladybro]

[ that's...hmm. ]

Not to knock your totally admirable independence but -- that's unexpected.

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[touchofrogue]

[Rogue laughs. She can't help it. She really can't.]

Gawd. Not if ya were livin' where I was for the last five years.

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[ladybro]

-- France?

[ she hates how the european guys always go in for the cheek smooch. ]

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[nedstarksbastard]

Valentine's what? [This is the first he's heard of anything like that, bless his medieval-fantasy soul.] And what does not kissing anyone have to do with it?

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[touchofrogue]

[Gleeful, jubilant delight in her voice:] Everything!

[...yeah, that about covers it, apparently.]

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[nedstarksbastard]

That's not an answer. [But he does sound a bit amused. Hey, at least someone seems happy.] But all right--it has everything to do with it. It seems a small thing to celebrate, though.

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[touchofrogue]

[Maybe ta you, but Rogue just gave a small, genuine laugh. She doesn't laugh often, but when she does it is open, warm, and infectious.] Even if that was so, so what? Sometimes celebratin' small things is just as important as celebratin' big ones.

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[stickupherforehead]

[carrying a big sack of money and looking more than a little roughed up, Pearl walks into the kitchen and then pauses.]

Are you starting a shop, Rogue?

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[touchofrogue]

[Pearl, you've never seen Rogue this elated. Or tipsy.]

Pearl! [She rushes over with a dozen roses - multi-colored, pale -- oh wait, no she had a dozen of these for Pearl, so shuffling to lay these in Pearl's arms.] These are for ya.

[stickupherforehead]

Oh! [Pearl's eyes get huge, glancing between Rogue and the roses]

These are lovely, Rogue. Thank you.

[another glance at you and] Are...you alright?

[touchofrogue]

I [a pause, considering] am havin' a wonderful afternoon. In fact, you'd best watch yourself - I might even be in the hug givin' out mood.

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[redactions]

[ You know the Stern Frown of Concern, Rogue? You are now its recipient. ]

Sweetheart, you doin' all right?

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[touchofrogue]

I am doing amazing! [What, that guy is totally not too close to her and her cheeks are completely not flushed and remember the difficult time you had getting her dancing? She doesn't seem to be having that much difficulty right now.]

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[redactions]

[ He'd be happier than most at her loosening up, but this just makes the Frown deepen. ]

Is somebody there to take you home?

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[touchofrogue]

[Pfffff. What kind of ridiculous question is that?]

What kind of question is that?

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[geonomy]

[Wow, okay, this is definitely a surprise he walked in on. He stares at the kitchen, at all the roses and chocolates and - wow.]

Someone sure likes this holiday. [He says it in an amused way - He likes the holiday too, even if it's not his favorite.]

[touchofrogue]

Best Valentine's Day Ever! [Comes a voice from the other room. Rogue is looking for more paper to write out the cards.]

[geonomy]

[And therefore, Clay turns his head to direct his voice that way instead.]

Really now? [He looks at all the goodies; what did everyone get, what did everyone get?] What makes this one so special?

[touchofrogue]

No kisses! [Still shouting it out as she ruffles through the papers. Honestly, this makes perfect sense, don't test her.

Clay's roses are already labeled, his card nestled up in the heartshaped box bearing chocolates.]

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[survivalistcookbook]

[Never a dull moment in the kitchen. Eugene's getting used to that. But Rogue being the one to being the weirdness? Well. That's a treat.

He hangs in the doorway, watching her work with a bemused expression. And yes, that is an open bottle of champagne in his hand, thanks for asking.]

So did you rent a truck to get all this back here, or ... ?

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[touchofrogue]

Giant bags. [Thumbing over her shoulder at them. But hey, since you're here... these are for you. Aren't they awesome? And the box of chocolate, but carrying that over too is kind of awkward, so Rogue just picks up the dozen roses and comes over to dump them in Eugene's free hand.] Happy Valentine's Day.

[And yes, she does look way too happy for someone who - as Eugene knows - knows that her significant other is being held by Atroma and has failed to retrieve him despite spacing herself. So.]

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[survivalistcookbook]

Well I guess someone's been eating her Wheati- woah, hey.

[Those sure are roses. Gorgeous, only mildly unnaturally-coloured (are they? this is an alien planet) roses, and he lifts the bouquet give it an appreciative sniff.]

Wow, thanks. Let me uh- find something to put them in.

[Looks like the crutch is just staying leaned in the doorway - which honestly, wouldn't do much if he didn't have a decent buzz going already. As it is, it halves his speed, and he very carefully sets both roses and bottle down as he sets to searching his store of hoarded empty containers for something of suitable dimensions.]

You know, I didn't pin you for a big Valentine's type.

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[touchofrogue]

You have no idea. [The Sahara has nothing on her tone. She watches his movement -- how long had he been using the crutch?] Gotcha chocolates too.