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Post by Analyse on May 1, 2006 19:39:52 GMT -5
Rogue stood in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a red, silk button down shirt that fell midthigh and hung off one shoulder. It either meant that she was on speaking terms with Gambit, or that all her clothes were in the wash. The latter was more likely considering the last time they'd seen each other, she'd thrown a lit candle at his head.
Small, fresh bruises covered her pale shins, evidence of her latest Danger Room session in an attempt to train herself into exhaustion. It hadn't worked, she'd only made herself exhausted, hungry, and completely unable to sleep.
Making a face, she dug into one cupboard, swearing that she'd left a bag of a chocolate chip cookies somewhere in the back. Frowning slightly, she crawled up onto the counter and dug deeper into the cupboard, long hair falling over one shoulder.
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Post by Archangel on May 1, 2006 19:45:39 GMT -5
Kitty had seen her friend crawl up onto the counter in search of goodies...with a knowing smirk the younger girl spoke, a great deal louder than she needed to, "You KNOW Rogue cookies, however delicious can and will make you fat." It was an ongoing joke amongst the X-girls. They knew that there was no way in hell that they could get fat...hell she has had near zero body fat percentage since 14.
You can't honestly expect any different when it comes to there life. With an agile leap of sorts Kitty landed on the counter with her hands and kept her legs out like a gymnast would. "You would think Bobby and Kurt would learn not to steal our stashes too..." Kitty shook her head disdainfully.
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Post by Analyse on May 1, 2006 19:50:39 GMT -5
"They're less unhealthy for me than only having one percent body fat or whatever the hell it is," Rogue shrugged slightly. "Anyway, the best part of my stash is the freezer, under that old bag of peas nobody ever gets around to eating. Chips Ahoy just aren't good frozen, is all."
Grinning, she emerged trimphantly, holding out a bag of soft Chips Ahoy in front of her. Sitting, she let her legs hang over the edge of the counter and kick against the cupboard doors, eating one of the cookies.
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Post by Archangel on May 1, 2006 19:57:10 GMT -5
Kitty shrugged from her position on the counter before realizing she was still in that same position and flopped down. Normal people would wince...but she was far from being normal. Infact she had taken a worse hit just this afternoon...she should really stop humoring the boys and playing games with them.
Espescially when she beats them at just about everything...football included. "See the wonders of fusing molecules...my stash is hidden IN certain things." As if to prove her point Kitty pulled out a snack bag of potatoe chips from the counter. I pity anyone who buys this house if we ever leave."
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Post by Analyse on May 1, 2006 20:03:18 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged slightly. "Mine tastes better in the end," she pointed out, "everything always tastes worse once it's been used to other molecules." Not that she'd had real experience, but she did know enough to know that the molecules weren't solely food ones anymore.
"'Sides, they're too afraid of me to actually steal something from me," which was true enough. As far as most people were concerned, she just swung from suicidal to homocidal depending on the day of the week. Never mind the fact she had actual emotions somewhere in between.
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Post by Archangel on May 1, 2006 20:06:18 GMT -5
Kitty smirked, "Maybe if those Avenger types do it. But mine's all natural. So HA!" Although she was now twenty-two immaturity was not lost on her. As such being the baby of the team for a year she was entitled to it.
"In any case they all should be more afraid of me...you don't like to scare people...much...I'm the one that wants the fear...all that Kit kat crap has made me snap...and appearantly it isn't pretty."
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Post by Analyse on May 1, 2006 20:13:40 GMT -5
Rogue rolled her eyes. "We all know I terrify most of the people in the mansion. I even scare you, just in a different way. And don't you dare try and deny it." Holding up her hand, she started counting down things her teammates/foster family had pointed out to her. "I train too much, I very rarely sleep, I only eat when absolutely necissary, and I have a 'lover' whom I use purely for sex and information, all the while he's using me for god knows what. You're scared for my health, and you know it."
Shrugging slightly, she ate another cookie. "It doesn't help that I have fits of homocidal rage, even if I do take it out on the Danger Room."
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Post by Archangel on May 1, 2006 23:49:37 GMT -5
Kitty shrugged, "All the things that you said before the homicidal rage thing is right. It's kinda hard to hurt me now." Kitty laughed, "After all after that accident a few years ago in the Danger Room...saving your ass I might add," the last part was added with a smile and she said, "I have to focus to stay solid...which isn't that bad really."
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 6:40:15 GMT -5
Rogue waved her hand dissmissively. "My ass didn't need to be saved, I can call up some of the pysches I've absorbed. Like, say, Logan's healing power." Pulling her legs up under her, she smoothed the shirt back down and ate another cookie. "And I didn't say the homocidial rage scared you... it scares everyone outside of the main team pretty well though."
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 9:11:57 GMT -5
"Fair enough, and your ass SO needed to be saved...it was the imgae of that guy...with psycic spears...it too Xavier and Jean to hold me together for a while...I think it was the Fantastic Four division of the Avengers that saved me...but then that whole week was kinda weird...but now I have to concentrate to be solid...fun." Kitty never had a problem with her backwards powers...so long as she just slept she was fine.
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:02:32 GMT -5
"You're not even making any sense," Rogue rolled her eyes, eating aonther cookie. "I don't even know what the hell you're trying to see."
Making a face, she hopped off the counter, swaying a little tiredly and walking towards the table.
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:08:35 GMT -5
Kitty shrugged, "Meh." With a smirk she asked, "So how are things with you and Gambit?" Kitty hadn't particularly agreed with the relationship at first...but Rogue was now a big girl...so there was no problem there.
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:15:35 GMT -5
"We're not talking," Rogue shrugged and propped her feet on the table. "He's angry about getting a candle thrown at his head, I'm angry about lots of things."
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:17:02 GMT -5
Kitty shrugged, "Yeah but that changes like the weather usually...he'll always come crawling back to you...rather odd...all the abuse and he keeps comming back...like some sort of Puppy...you should give him a nickname," it was late...Kitty's thought process was...rather fast at the moment.
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:31:29 GMT -5
Rogue arched an eyebrow, blinking tiredly. "You're insane. And I'm too damn tired to think about what you're saying." Eating another cookie, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "I go back to him as much as he comes back to me and we abuse each other."
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:33:34 GMT -5
Kitty snorted, "Whatever."
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:36:47 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged. "Fine, don't believe me. But it's true... it's like the major part of our relationship."
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:37:18 GMT -5
Kitty laughed, "I believe you...it's just weird..."
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:38:32 GMT -5
"So is moving through solid objects unharmed," Rogue pointed out. "Nothing in this mansion isn't weird."
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:42:44 GMT -5
Kitty shrugged, "Normal for me...and you..." it had been what...6 years? One had to be used to it by now, "Abuse just...you know me...hurting equals bad."
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:51:11 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged. "It's not like either of us inflicts too much permenant damage. At least, not every fight." She touched her lip where there was a faint scar. Not every fight, sure, but other things were an entirely differnet matter.
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:52:38 GMT -5
Kitty shrugged, "I have few to no scars...but thats it...nothing inflicted by Lance at least..."
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:54:49 GMT -5
"Yes, but the difference is, I forgive Remy for what he does... you've never forgiven Avalanche," Rogue shrugged.
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Post by Archangel on May 2, 2006 16:57:37 GMT -5
Kitty sighed, "Should I forgive him? Because I honestly don't see why..."
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Post by Analyse on May 2, 2006 16:59:07 GMT -5
"I didn't say that... I said you don't. That's the major difference between my relationship with Gambit and yours with him, is all," Rogue shrugged slightly.
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