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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 18:56:10 GMT -5
Remy smiled as he held Rogue to him. There was a slight comfort that he found in holding Rogue. It didn't matter if it was before or after a fight, if they were at his apartment or if they were in the middle of the grocery store. Remy always felt an odd sense of safety whenever they were like this.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 19:00:25 GMT -5
After a long moment, Rogue started to pull back a little from Remy, though not far enough that she left his arms quite yet. "I should finish shopping," she said softly, almost sadly. "Before they notice I'm not in the infirmary anymore..."
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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 19:28:32 GMT -5
"Oui, wouldn' want y' in trouble on my accoun'... specially fo' som't'in' s'lame as grocery shopping," he teased with a small smile.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 19:33:32 GMT -5
"Dunno... you could make it worth getting in trouble," she teased back, pressing her lips to his lightly.
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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 19:53:38 GMT -5
Remy gently kissed Rogue back. Neither of them would ever get their grocery shopping done if this kept up. Not that Remy would mind. But he honestly didn't want Rogue getting in trouble. It was bad enough that they probably all despised him for trying to kill them on several occassions, working for Magneto, and also dating Rogue. But he had no desire to have adamantium claws run through him because Rogue was out with him when she should be resting. "I always make it wort' it cher... y' didn' forget dat already did y'?"
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 20:09:54 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged slightly. "Maybe I just want you to remind me," she smirked and kissed Remy's cheek, hugging him tightly. "You know," she whispered in his ear, "I could rest just as well with you as I could in the infirmary. As long as I actually get the groceries back to the mansion before dinner tonight..." Grinning slightly, she kissed his ear lightly. She was fairly certain that as long as she didn't pull the stitches out by accident, Hank would be okay with her little escapde out of the infirmary.
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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 23:14:41 GMT -5
"Cher, dat is non fair," Remy breathed out as he felt the lips brush his ear. "I guess, s'long as we get de food back t'de Maison, it wouldn' be dat bad..." he trailed off, losing focus on the fact that he would be murdered if he stepped foot anywhere near that mansion. He turned his head to give Rogue a brief kiss on the lips.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 23:23:57 GMT -5
Rogue kissed Remy back, wrapping her arms around him. "I don't play fair," she murmured softly. "Besides, you're the last person who'd let me hurt myself, accident or otherwise. Where's the harm if I spend the night with you over the infirmary?" She knew that none of the others would see it that way, almost certain that he was blamed for her cutting herself this time; but, then, she could come up with something to let him off the hook.
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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 23:30:46 GMT -5
"Dat's true," Remy said with a nod as he let both hands stay on her sides. "I won' let anyt'in' bad 'appen t'y' while yo' in my custody." He bent his head and gently kissed along Rogue's neck. He made his way back up to Rogues lips and brushed his against hers gently.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 23:36:06 GMT -5
Rogue shivered slightly when Remy kissed along her neck, tightening her hold on him. "I wish the others would see that," she murmured, kissing him lightly. Sighing slightly, she reluctantly stepped back. "I should finish shopping and get the food to the Institue... the sooner I get it done, the sooner you get me all to yourself, right?"
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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 23:39:36 GMT -5
"Dey'll see it... if not... den dey can deal," Remy said with a shrug. He didn't care too much about how they would treat him. But he was certain that they'd give Rogue a fairly hard time about everything if Remy moved in to the institute with her. "Righ'," Remy nodded as he kissed Rogues cheek and brought his hands to his shopping cart with his own relcutance.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 23:46:42 GMT -5
Rogue sighed softly, fishing around in her pocket for the shopping list. She had almost all the stuff anyway, and she should have enough food to at least tide the other residents of the Institute over until someone could go shopping tomorrow. Although, Ororo would kill her for forgetting the fruits and veggies. Frowning slightly, she started to gather the necissary produce as fast as she could, ignoring the pulling on the stitching as she streatched her wrist at weird angles.
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Post by vapor on Jun 4, 2006 23:53:55 GMT -5
Remy smiled as he watched Rogue shop faster. Yep... the Rem-inator still had it. He started finishing off his own list. He stopped though when he saw Rogue start to frown. "We may need t' put a bandage o'er dat cher, don' want y' gettin' 'urt or anyt'in'."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 4, 2006 23:56:52 GMT -5
"It's fine," Rogue forced a smile and looked over at Remy. She hated lying to him, but if she'd told him how much it actually hurt, he'd get worried... lying was by far the lesser of two evils. "Besides, Hank put a bandage on after he stitched it up, it shouldn't need to be changed for another couple of hours." At least, that's what Hank had said under the assumption she wasn't going to do anything all day.
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Post by vapor on Jun 5, 2006 11:24:02 GMT -5
Remy arched a concerned eyebrow as he let himself smile. Liar, he thought to himself as he ventured for a little bit more produce. "Jus' s'long as we change it den it should b'fine. Jus' makin' sure y'okay."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 5, 2006 11:28:32 GMT -5
Rogue nodded slightly, crossing the produce items off the grocery list. "Have I ever told you that you worry too much?" she asked teasingly. "Because you do..."
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Post by vapor on Jun 5, 2006 11:36:52 GMT -5
"Only 'bout y't'ough cher... 'sides... 's'not like worryin' be a bad t'in' when it's 'bout someone y'care 'bout," Remy pointed out as he grabbed a few appled and put them in a plastic bag. "An' I t'ink yo' de firs' person to say dat t'me."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 5, 2006 11:41:58 GMT -5
Rogue smiled slightly at Remy, arching an eyebrow. "Well, maybe you haven't let anyone get close enough to you to know you worry too much." She smiled slightly and stepped up to him, kissing his cheek lightly. "I guess it isn't so bad that you worry about me sometimes."
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Post by vapor on Jun 5, 2006 11:56:29 GMT -5
"Well I Don' let anyone dat close cher, yo' de firs'," Remy siad with a wink. "I t'ink y'should look at it like some sorta sign o' my 'preciation o' y'."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 5, 2006 11:59:28 GMT -5
Rogue laughed softly. "Hey, I worked damn hard to get you to let me get close to you," she teased, kissing him lightly. "I think I deserve a little appreciation. Even if it means you're going to worry too much."
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Post by vapor on Jun 5, 2006 12:09:24 GMT -5
"Dat y'did cher, an' y' got what y' worked so 'ard fo'," Remy said with a smirk before gently kissing her back. " 's'not like I didn' 'ave t'try to get y' to lemme close eit'er though. So de worryin' is all y' really 'ave t' suffer t'rough."
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Post by Analyse on Jun 5, 2006 12:11:47 GMT -5
Rogue smiled softly, kissing Remy deeply and curling her arms around him. "At this rate, we're never going to finish shopping," she teased, kissing him again.
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Post by vapor on Jun 5, 2006 17:27:31 GMT -5
"Not dat Remy mind o' anyt'in'," he said with a small grin as his lips gently touched Rogue's with each word.
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Post by Analyse on Jun 5, 2006 17:32:31 GMT -5
She grinned, tightening her hold on him and kissing him deeply. In truth, she didn't mind much either, although the rational part of her mind reminded her that the rest of the Insitute wouldn't be happy with Remy, or herself, if she held up dinner.
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Post by vapor on Jun 5, 2006 17:37:30 GMT -5
Remy continued to kiss Rogue. His rationality had completely gone out the window the moment the crate of oranges had fallen over and he had seen Rogue there trying to pick them back up. He finally broke off the kiss, letting a slight instance of rational thought take over. "Y' don' wanna hold up deir dinner d'y'?"
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