[open log] By the lake

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

Characters: Rogue, Logan, Julian, and open to others
Setting: By the lake
Content: Rogue's sitting by the lake because what happened in the Danger Room is still weighing on her mind. Individual threads please.
Status: Incomplete

[Rogue's sitting outside by the lake in one of the more secluded areas. She needs to think and doesn't want every other person stumbling over her. She's still trying to wrap her head around what happened in the Danger Room the day before the attack. Manifesting powers and various small personality traits for a while after she absorbs someone- that she can handle. Randomly manifesting Magneto's powers and temporarily losing control of her own body? Not so much. Try telling that to Logan...

She closes her eyes and tries to concentrate on Bobby's psyche and his powers. She tries to remember how it felt the other day when she lost control but nothing's happening. Maybe the air around her gets a few degrees cooler but that's it. And maybe she's just imagining it and secretly relieved at the lack of results.

It would be hard to tell what she's doing if someone didn't have an idea though. Because to most people, she's just sitting by the lake, oblivious to the rest of the world.]

Comments

[canadamantium.livejournal.com]

[Logan's not just out by the lake for a stroll, he followed her scent out here. He know how rattled she was from the resurgence of Magneto's psyche, he's looking to check if she's ok. He's also not the greatest at this caring mentor thing, but it's Rogue and for her, well...

He gets a little closer and notices the temperature drop, the tiniest puff of breath escaping his lips. He raises and eyebrow at this, if it's what he thinks it is, and moves to crouch near her, just off and behind. He light a cigar, alerting her to his presence, but doesn't say anything.]

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[The smell of cigar smoke reassure her a little. Just a little. At least if she recalls the wrong psyche, someone's there to stop her. Except that she's pretty sure this psyche thing is impossible. She sighs as she opens her eyes but doesn't turn towards him.]

This isn't going to work.

[canadamantium.livejournal.com]

[He's glad she's experimenting with the Iceman's psyche. He needs her to try and harness those ghosts in her head and make them obey. There are darker thing Magneto buried in his own soul, and he fears what might happen if they're unleashed through her.]

Then there's no harm trying it, is there darlin'?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[She turns her head to give him an incredulous look.]

So you mean that the Magneto-in-my-brain didn't try to rip you apart then?

[canadamantium.livejournal.com]

Last I checked, Magneto never caused a cold snap like this. [He gives her a goading smirk, glad she's still together enough for her trademark attitude.] Just focus on the Iceman. I'll be right here if anything goes wrong.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

Right. Okay then.

[She shuts her eyes and tries to focus on Bobby's psyche again, trying to separate the powers from the memories. It doesn't work though and she lets out a sound of frustration. Any progress she'd been making vanishes and the temperature returns to normal. The psyche's simply just refusing to cooperate. She shakes her head a little and takes a deep breath. What's different from last time? She'd drained more power than she really should have from Logan but that was hardly the first time. And there had been a lot of pain involved too. And then she gets what's probably a really bad idea.]

So the last time... It was... Shit this is probably a dumb idea.

[She yanks off a glove and extends her bare hand towards him.]

Mind if I borrow 'em for a few?

[canadamantium.livejournal.com]

[He extends his hand to interlace fingers with hers, carefully, ensuring her intent.]

Help yourself, darlin'.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't take much-- she doesn't need to for this really really stupid idea. It takes a moment for the powers to settle and she pulls off her other glove. A single bone claw pops out and she takes a deep breath, steeling herself and focusing upon Bobby's psyche before driving the claw straight through her palm. The wound starts to heal a dozen seconds later but the pain does its job. Almost.

Part of the lake before them almost immediately ices over which means her really stupid idea work except for one small problem... Iceman's the one in control, not her.]

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Julian's going for a run. A real run this time, no stopping to walk or any kind of whiny emo shit today. He's already surpassed his usual 5K, but he decides since he slacked off the other day, it wouldn't hurt to go around the lake once. It's somehow chilly and disgustingly humid because New York weather sucks lately, so his t-shirt is clinging to his chest as he rounds a group of trees.

Rogue's sitting right there, just at the water's edge, suddenly uncovered by the foliage. He slows to a stop, watching her curiously for a moment, brows furrowed. Her eyes are closed, the light breeze brushing a few errant strands into her face.

She looks lost in some thought and if Julian is even a little bit honest with himself, he knows she also looks beautiful.

Curious, he continues to walk over, his lips quirking into a half smile as he gets close. His tone is quieter than usual; everything's too remote here, too peaceful.]

Twice in one week? You're not stalking me, are you, sweetheart?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes snap open, shoving all thoughts of psyches as far away back in her mind as possible. He startled her juuuuuuuust a bit.]

Julian! What are you doing out here?

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[His smile widens just a little more at her reaction, and he raises an eyebrow, moving to sit next to her.]

I was going for a run, sugar. What were you doing?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

Drafting a plan for world peace.

[Yeah that wasn't sarcastic at all.]

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[Sarcasm? Rogue? Never.]

Anything promising?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[It's a thing, okay?]

So far, all I've got is changing the climate of the entire world to be a tropical paradise.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

Good call. [He stretches his legs out in front of him, leaning back on his elbows.] I think your next call should be free drinks for everyone.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

I thought that already went along with the island mindset.

[She fiddles with the hem of one glove, not really knowing that she's is.]

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

[Speaking of Bobby, he's on his way back up to the mansion after a walk. He'd wanted to clear his head and get away from the other students, spend some time sorting out his own goals and plans, think about his place on the team and how he could do better. Had it worked? Kind of. He's figured out that he needs to talk to Logan about stepping up his training. But Bobby is also starting to think that Ali's right when she tells him that he spends too much time in his head.

He's squinting, trying to see if there's anyone on the basketball court much further ahead, so he doesn't notice Rogue until he's almost walked on top of her.]

Rogue! Uh... sorry. I didn't see you there.

[They seem to be running into each other a lot lately. And maybe it's becoming less awkward.

She starts at his words. He's obviously interrupted her train of thought.]

Oh. Sorry. You... look like you want some alone time. Just ignore me.

[He takes it back. It's still awkward.]

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[For a few brief seconds, she can't tell if it's actually Bobby standing in front of her, some sort of side effect of her attempts to bring forth his psyche working, or just her being crazy and hallucinating him again. She's pretty sure that's not a good sign. Maybe this is why she's off the team. Still.]

Oh uhm... hey Bobby.

[No seriously- this is weird. And awkward. Had anyone mentioned awkward yet?]

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

[He's about to apologise again and just leave, but as he looks at her, it's clear there's something big on her mind. And because he's Bobby, he's concerned.]

Are you - are you okay?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[No. She's actually gone kind of crazy lately but-- oh wait. She can't say that. Because she'd sound crazy.]

Yeah, I uhh-- You just startled me.

[She tries for a reassuring smile but instead it comes out strained.]

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

OOC: Ignore the slightly inappropriate expression in this icon. =P

[He doesn't say anything as he sits down beside her, just raises an eyebrow. He knows her well enough to recognise when she's lying about being okay.]

You sure?

[The question's asked casually, but with a hint of that concern bleeding through in the way he looks at her.]

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, sugah. Promise.

[One day, she's going to get better at lying.]

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

Rogue. Come on.

[He's always had this way of somehow getting people to open up to him (although not through any conscious effort on his part, and he's still not quite sure what it is), and he's hoping it'll still work with her, because, despite the weirdness, he still really cares about her and wants to help. Somehow. If it's even possible.]

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

Uh-oh, Jono thought to himself, as he saw someone approaching. It was Rogue. She was still a little ways off, but in just a few moments she was going to see him crouched by the edge of the lake, playing with a remote-controlled toy sailboat.

She's going to think I'm so weird.

OOC

[never-too-cold.livejournal.com]

OMG.

HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!

Oh Jono. I love you. XD