xmutanthigh | [open log] By the lake

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[open log] By the lake

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.]

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Someone's gotta stick around and make sure John doesn't burn the rest of this place down.

[Her tone is light and deflecting as she glances at him briefly.]

[And he ducks his head a little to look her in the eyes anyway.]

Which is your way to avoid saying the real reason, which is... what exactly?

I've got a lot of course work that came up.

[The lie comes easily to her. She's been lying a lot these past few months.]

[Julian could sniff out a lie anywhere, Rogue. Anywhere. Maybe. But he sniffs out this one. His face is one of blatant disbelief.]

Midterms aren't until the beginning of November. You can't spare a week?

Some of my classes have papers due in the next few weeks.

[As far as lies go, this is not one of the more planned out ones.]</small

Yeah, me too, sugar. You gotta help me with them, remember?

[He says this with a knowing little smile because... clearly, he knows something's up. His torso pivots a little to face her, hand leaning on the ground and the other across his legs. Yeah, this is body language 101. So into you, Rogue. So into you.]

Listen, sweetheart, no one's forcing you to go to London, but you don't have to lie about why, either.

[She gives him one of those looks and rolls her eyes.]

Maybe I just have a better work ethic than you, sugah. Besides, if I'm helping you with those papers, I've gotta actually have my own written too.

[Look: catching her in a lie like this may not be difficult but she will still totally go the whole way with it.]

[Look, on a good day (and it's a good day) Julian Keller finds Rogue being confronted with a lie and acting irritated about it very attractive. His smile is a full-blown smirk now.]

But how are you gonna to help me when I'm in London and you're still here?

[Look, Julian Keller would find any pretty girl to be attractive. He's not fooling anyone. She smirks.]

I won't. I'll just have a wonderful week free from simplifying classic literature down to your level.

[If that was supposed to offend him, it didn't. But he places a hand over his heart, anyway.]

Ouch, sweetheart, that hurt. That really hurt. Now why aren't you going to London again?

I can't help it if it's true, sugah.

[She really does think he has more two brain cells. She just can't help it. She's just going to sigh with frustration.]

Could've sworn I just answered that...

[He all-out grins now, quite at his leisure, however. He looks off to the lake.]

You did, and you lied. But it's fine, sweetheart. I'll bring you back a souvenir.

I'm sorry but I could've sworn your mutation was being a pain-in-the-ass telekinetic not a telepath.

[She's not really mad with him-- just a bit irritated. She's kind of used to this by now.]

You're not helping your case by being so defensive about it, sugar. [He looks over to her with a playful little look, grabbing the bottom hem of his shirt and lifting it to wipe some cooling sweat from his brow.] And really, if you keep hurting me like this, you're gonna have to kiss me better.

Edited 2010-10-09 18:23 (UTC)

[She's almost starting to miss messing around with evil psyches.] I swear I'm going to kill you one day.

You'd miss me, sweetheart, and you'd know it.

Nope. It'd nice and peaceful and quiet.

I can be nice and peaceful and quiet, sugar. Watch me. [And then he... attempts to look as such.]

[She raises and eyebrow and gives it all of... ten seconds before he breaks.]

[He can so be those things! Look, he'll prove it. He lets out a casual exhale and lays back in the grass, eyes closed and hands behind his head. Then he opens one eye and peeks at her.]

[She's just giving him that same disbelieving look.]

[Hey, she can look. He doesn't mind. He lays his head back, eyes closing and smirk still going strong. And he pinches his shirt to wave it up and down 'cause he's sticky. And clears his throat a little.]

[She rolls her eyes and shakes her head, dropping back so she was propped up on her elbows.]

Okay, point taken, sugah.

[He just peeks over quickly. And then closes his eyes.]

Shh, beautiful. I'm trying to get some peace and quiet.

[In a move surprising to probably no one, she hits him lightly in the arm, rolling her eyes.]

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