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Post by Analyse on May 29, 2006 22:29:57 GMT -5
Rogue had gone down to the infirmary like Logan had asked. Her arm had then been taken by hostage by Hank, scrubbed clean until the skin had turned bright red, the gash stiched, and then it was all bandaged in fresh, white gauze. After that, she'd been told that she couldn't leave the infirmary room unless she wanted a blood transfusion.
She now sat on one of the beds, leaning against the pillows with her legs pulled up. The journal she'd forced Hank to get lay open against her knees as she doodled, holding a pencil shakily. Somewhere in the back of her head, she could hear their voices whispering. Her eyes darted around the room, landing on a scapal that was almost within reaching distance. That could shut them up... but, then, she'd probably be put in the infirmary for a longer period of time...
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Post by Archangel on Jun 9, 2006 21:28:51 GMT -5
Jean was tired. But she did promise Hank after her training session she'd check up on Rogue. And Jean never did like invading anyone's mind...especially Rogue's...not because Jean felt that Rogue was more fragile or anything it was mostly that she knew Rogue had enough people in her mind and she didn't need one more. Especially someone who could accidentally do something bad to them.
With a smile she opened the door to the infirmary and spoke, "Heya Rogue...how're you feeling." Jean seemed at this point to forget how singed her glove appeard...infact the whole palm was gone.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 9, 2006 21:37:22 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged slightly, barely looking up from her journal. Frowning slightly, she erased a line and tried again, hands shaking slightly. "I was fine when Logan was threatening met o get me down here... Right now, I'm just bored." She shrugged again and looked down at the journal page, trying to figure out what she was drawing.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 9, 2006 21:42:07 GMT -5
"He's just trying to keep you safe is all...you know him...big teddy bear and all that." So that wasn't exactly true the man would gut a bunny rabbit if it suited him. But Jean didn't need to tell Rogue that...she already knew like they all did.
Kitty swore by Logan's total innocence and too this day is the only one to really be able to tell him to quit being a 'meanie'. Jean decided to avoid the typical 'Whatcha doing?' question she could tell what was going on instead she said, "I know how much you hate being down here...we need to find a healer to get you out of here quicker."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 9, 2006 21:47:41 GMT -5
"I don't need to be healed," Rogue arched an eyebrow, sitll focusing on the journal. "Otherwise I would have let Logan give me some of his power when he offered." She was a very firm believer that if she had purposely cut herself, it would be pointless to be healed. Frowning, she continued to try and draw despite shaking hands.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 9, 2006 21:51:21 GMT -5
Jean sighed...Rogue was way too stubborn for her own good. "Do you want help with that?" Jean wasn't so powerful, or she didn't think she was, that she could totally stop the shaking but she could easily create a sandwhich of shields to hold the arm a bit more steady than it currently was.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 9, 2006 21:56:24 GMT -5
Rogue arched an eyebrow, looking up at Jean and shaking her head slightly. "I'm fine, Jean, it's just a little pain and bloodloss..." Sighing slightly, she put the pencil down, pushing the journal away from her. She had no idea what she was drawing and it was starting to fustrate her.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 9, 2006 22:00:08 GMT -5
Jean put her hands up in defense and said, "OK sorry just trying to help...do you need anything?" Yeah she was being annoyingly motherly but she was like Storm in that way...somebody had to so it was left to them.
While holding her left hand up Jean noticed her glove and pulled it behind her quickly and began to take it off...
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Post by Analyse on Jun 9, 2006 22:02:46 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged, saying nothing about the glove. "Unless you can get me out of her, I don't need anything. Like I said, I'm fine..." Looking over at the journal, she kicked it slightly before leaning fully against the pillows.
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Post by Archangel on Jun 9, 2006 22:08:17 GMT -5
Jean tossed her now ruined glove on the counter and walked towards the medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of advil and took three. Her head had been pounding since her training session ended...and the glove thing just made her think about it more.
"How long are you supposed to be in here?"
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Post by Analyse on Jun 9, 2006 22:11:58 GMT -5
"Until such time as Hank things I won't pull the stitches out," Rogue shrugged slightly. "Or until I get up and walk out... there isn't really a set time." She frowned and closed her eyes, leaning further into the pillows. "The later is more probable... I'm already going mad with boredom."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 9, 2006 22:14:40 GMT -5
Jean shrugged, "Well I could carry you to your room...but then again it's the whole stitches thing...we can always call Warren over to give you a bit of his blood...that would work wonders."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 12:53:56 GMT -5
"Give up with the healing thing," Rogue snapped defensively. "I did this, okay? This is my fault, my problem... and I'm not dragging any healers in."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 22:02:11 GMT -5
Jean rolled her eyes, "Fine then Rogue. See ya." and she began to walk out.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 22:03:49 GMT -5
Rogue kicked at the blankets on the bed. "Could you tell everyone else that they don't have to come see me if they don't want to? 'Cause I don't want Hank dragging everyone down here."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 22:05:16 GMT -5
Jean smiled at Rogue, "I came on my own accord I had to get something...plus Rogue you're our friend we want to make sure your ok...although I don't think you're going to want to see Scott with like four hickies on him."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 22:07:50 GMT -5
"Hickies?" Rogue blinked, staring at Jean. After a moment of counting on her fingers, she blinked again. "I don't think you've left hickies since the Apocalypse thing... at least not ones I could see..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 22:14:28 GMT -5
Jean laughed, "Wasn't me Rogue." There was really nothing else she could see...especially since Jean didn't even know who did it.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 22:18:46 GMT -5
Rogue blinked some more. "So... um, being pratically an old married couple comes with all the crap too, huh?" she sighed slightly. It was kind of like finding out her parents were getting divorced - only on a much bigger scale. Considering, she didn't give a damn about her parents. "I could rip the hickies off for you, if you want."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 22:24:01 GMT -5
Jean laughed and walked back to Rogue and smiled, "We're on 'break' which pretty much means it's over...we're too safe Rogue...it's really that simpe. As for ripping them off...I could do it myself. That's also another reason...My powers are...well yeah." Jean wasn't sure what was up with her power but it scared her more that it scared Scott.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 22:27:16 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged slightly. "You can talk to me... if anybody understands powers going haywire, it's me." She frowned and pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her chin up to him. "Your powers, too... really..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 22:30:35 GMT -5
Jean nodded, "It isn't so much haywire...as it is growing...Rogue I've always held back...like the first time I lost control because school had me stressed out...five sports teams, and annoying s.o.b. for a boyfriend and saving the world...we all had stress yeah but I lost control first." Jean grabbed the glove with TK and held it up to Rogue, "That hole...I did that."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 22:35:37 GMT -5
Rogue took the glove, examining the hole with half interest. "It's fixable," she murmured, turning the glove over in her hand. After all, she'd gone through her share of gloves, she'd learned how to mend thm. "I just don't know how to help you with your powers..."
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Post by Archangel on Jun 10, 2006 22:37:05 GMT -5
Jean laughed softly, "It isn't the glove that bothers me...my powers burned a hole through it." She had been fighting the simulation robots and they came in too close...so she fired off more energy than she usually did and it burned a hole through the glove.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 10, 2006 22:48:09 GMT -5
"Sometimes it makes you feel better?" Rogue shrugged slightly. "At least it always makes me feel better about loosing control and burning through the gloves... which doesn't happen often." She shrugged again and handed the glove back. "Maybe you shouldn't wear gloves until we get this figured out, though."
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