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 Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:05 pm
Rogue had a difficult time, walking on her frost bitten feet, after she had somehow managed to kick off her boots. Not realizing in the process she took off skin. So with the blood she smeared down the hallway, leading into the medical department. The feeling gone in almost all extremities, she managed to fly the rest of the way in.
She couldn't grab the faucet like she could normally, since her hands and fingers were blue and frozen. Cursing herself that being alive, hurt too much. She somehow managed to get the water turned on. Luke warm water, she thought would help thaw out her fingers.
Allowing the temperature to shift, she stuck her left hand down, under the water. She couldn't feel anything at first. But when the feeling came back, it was a shock to her system, and she cringed. Trying her best not to scream in agony, to the feeling of her extremity coming back to life.
Those damn tears went a flowing down her cheeks, as she watched another lump of hair fall into the sink. Staring at it, she picked it up with her fingers. It was like shell shock. She couldn't believe it, and yet at the same time she could. Watching more hair fall out, as she moved her right hand under the water.
From hitting something earlier, the pain of the water struck her hard, as she did let out a scream this time around.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mmmmffle!!! @#$% @*!!!
Trying her best to muffle it with the sleeve of her soaked sweater. Reaching for a switch with her left hand. Touching the button of an intercom, to whomever, may have heard her. "Ah'm ... awl right... ah dun ... broke muah ha... hand... ehehh yeah... ah'm fine... don't cha'll be worryin' bout muah..." click. Cringing to the sensation of the warm water, flowing over her right hand, it started to throb.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:13 pm
Erik leaned against the door frame leading into the medical department. This place was becoming too common for this lady.
"So you've succumb to breaking your hand now I take it?"
He really didn't get Rogue an opportunity to respond, walking inside the medical department. Over to her side, to see what she was doing. Fetching up a towel and handing it over to her.
"You pretty much left a bloody trail leading down to medical. I hope Charles doesn't mind the new prints on white carpet." He was trying to be funny, but knew she probably wouldn't laugh.
"Rogue... why are you doing this to yourself? I've been watching you from afar, beating yourself to a point of... despair." He waited for her to respond, while eye balling the droplets of blood along the floor to where she stood.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:19 pm
" @#$%." She sighed, not turning around, already knowing who it was. "Will yew dun, leave muah alone?" She muttered.
Looking down at the color of her hand returning back to the normal pale it's been for weeks on end. Checking to see if she could move her hand successfully. She did. So no broken bones. Thankfully. Just bruised, from smacking it hard, earlier.
Standing? What a laugh! She wasn't standing, she was still hovering in flight, by the sink. Which she lifted herself up onto the counter top. Glad she didn't weigh a whole lot as she took a seat, and filled up the sink with the luke warm water. Watching more of her hair fall out. She started to cry, keeping her head buried.
What was the use? She was going to go bald. She was just going to have to accept it. And buy a damned wig. Glancing through the strands of hair, she saw Erik was still standing there. Wanting to just die. Resting her forehead against her cold knees. That's when she realized she started to shiver badly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:31 pm
When Rogue didn't take the towel, he placed it in the warming bin. Knowing she'd probably want it here in a moment. A blanket would be better, he thought, moving off to the side, and placing one inside.
Punching a few buttons, he saw out of the corner of his eyes. Hair on the floor. His eyes darted up to where, he saw Rogue shivering now. And hair dropping from the sides of her head.
"Damn it, Rogue!" He said, removing the warm blanket from the warming bin, walking over to where she was. Throwing it up and over her shoulders. Feeling how much she was trembling. "Are you trying to kill yourself?"
"Don't answer that!"
He said too stern like. Eyeing her straight. He wanted an answer, but shaking and slapping her with tension wasn't going to get her to talk the way he wanted to her to do. With ease. No stress involved.
"Please, tell me that you are not trying to do so! We need you! You are an important member of the..." he paused. And wondered, was she still part of the team? Of course she was. "The X-Men and my Brotherhood."
"If the X-Men don't need you Rogue."
He said, reaching out to lift her chin, gently if she allowed him to do so.
"I do." He said delicately, with care in his tone. This action she did actually angered him to no end. He understood only too well, what it was like to loose a loved one.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 11:46 pm
Rogue sucked in a deep breath, as he placed the blanket around her. At the same time she sunk her feet into the water. Biting the sleeve of her sweater hard, trying so desperately not to scream again. She rocked there, feeling the pins and needles sensations shooting throughout her body as she started the warming process.
Shaking her head, she didn't want to hear it. She wanted to be left alone! Why wouldn't people leave her alone!? She almost fell off the counter, however she landed against him. Her still cold hands, grabbed what material she could along his chest. "Yew dun get it... none o' yew's do... ah'm already dead..."
She had this crazed look as she stared back at the older man before her. "Muah baby's gone... dead. Muah baby...Erik... my child is dead. An muah husband ... too... he's dead... didn't yew see dat marker out back?"
"De Professah, is goin' to bury an empty box..." she laughed manically, the tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't care anymore.
"An empty box... Erik."
"It's empty."
"Not a effin' thang in eut!"
"Like muah... empty."
She was somewhat smiling in that crazed laugh she had, as she stared at him. Still holding onto the clothing he was wearing.
"Empty... like muah... ah'm nothin'... ain't 'ere..."
"X-Men?"
"Brotherhood?"
"Erik... dere ain't nothin' left for muah... "
"Sinistah's back...."
"Muah mutha is missin' n' action..."
"N' muah baby is dead... n' muah husband too..."
"So dere ain't nuffin' left fer me."
She sighed deeply, resting her forehead against his chest, letting out a silent cry. Before speaking up again. "Ah... searched de whole world fer him. Ah even traveled ta space... an fer whut?"
"And fer whut Erik?"
Her voice cracked, as she spoke, pulling her head up so that she looked into his eyes.
"To.. get beaten ta death...."
"Raped...by who used ... ta be muah husband?"
Hehehehahahahahahahahahahaa! Her laughter, echoed throughout the medical department and down the vacant hallway.
"And yew wanna know... if ah'm tryin' ta kill muahself?"
"What's tellin' yew, dat ah haven't..... awl ready.... gone.... n' dun it?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 9:14 pm
Erik listened to everything she said. He knew that her mother and son had gone missing in action. As for being dead? That was news to him. Frowning slightly. He let Rogue speak her mind about everything that has been happening to her.
He came to realize during this short conversation. That Rogue has been reclusing herself from everything and everyone. That she's actually trying to harm herself, and then again, at the same time not. Uncertain of which path to take. Death or Life.
He shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he was uninterested. That was NOT the case. Magneto was VERY interested in what was on Rogue's mind and in her heart. He understood only too well, what it was like to have your family ripped from you. Leaving you powerless.
He wanted to fix all that had occured. Make things the way they were BEFORE she had gone off and married Gambit. Then perhaps... none of this would have ever occured in the first place. The what if's and what could have been's were now in the past.
No way to fix the problems of the past. Only the ability of fixing what could happen in the future. He wanted her to see that he was there for her 100%. That he wouldn't leave her, unlike some people have done in her past life.
His voice was calm, concerned and sincere as he spoke to her, like an adult. Not as a child.
"Because...Rogue."
"If you were going to kill yourself."
"You would have already done it."
"And no one would know about it, until they found your body."
He waited a moment allowing that to set in. He reached down picking up the long strand of hair that had fallen from her head.
"This can be fixed."
"What you're going through can be mended through in time."
"Not over night."
"In time."
"And I want you to know, whether you care or not Anna."
"Is that I will always be there for you."
"No matter what."
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 7:19 pm
Rogue sat there a moment, before pulling her legs out to rest along either side of Erik's waist. Leaning towards him as he spoke the last words...
"And I want you to know, whether you care or not Anna."
"Is that I will always be there for you."
"No matter what."
She was angry. She wanted him or anyone for that matter to feel what she was going through. She was even ready to face Apocalypse himself. Just so she could end the misery and pain she was going through.
"Oh...really?"
She leaned in further as she placed her hands against either side of his face. Forgetting that this would do nothing to Magneto. Attempting to drain him, so that her memories would flood into his mind. Nothing seemed to be working.
Gritting her teeth, she leaned her forehead in against his. Desperately trying to absorb his powers. Still nothing.
She didn't have a genosha collar on, she thought. So why was it, that she wasn't able to drain him, or share her thoughts with him during a power transfer? She wasn't exactly thinking with her head glued on.
So perhaps kissing him would do the trick? Yes. That's how it first started, when she was back as a kid, kissing Cody. Draining him of his powers!
She didn't hesitate. Because it was rage, anger, hostility pushing her forwards. Her hands still along either side of his face, she forcefully placed her lips against his. Kissing Magneto squarely. Hoping and praying that she'd feel the effects of his memories and powers flowing into her body.
Still weak, after the ordeal she had placed herself in, by the extreme northern freezing temperatures. Her body trembled, as she waited for some sort of reaction from what she just did.
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Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 7:36 pm
Erik tilted his head to the side curiously, watching Rogue cautiously. Upon her actions of touching him caught him by surprise. She had never touched him like this before. Then again, when had she EVER touched him?
In battle? Of course. Though he didn't allow her to follow through with her actions. But that was decades ago. Wow. Had it really been decades? Surely not. He shook his head, while allowing her bare hands to make contact with his skin.
Not once taking his eyes off of Rogue. Waiting in silence. He knew why, Rogue wasn't going to succeed. He was sure, that Rogue knew why as well.
I believe... it was the forceful kiss, that through him for a double loop. He already knew that she was angry. He could tell just by reading her body language.
He reached up with a gentle touch to her hands. Pulling them slowly away from his face. Also pulling away from the forced kiss, speaking quietly.
"It's not going to work Rogue."
"You can never drain me."
"Nor hurt me."
His eyes locking in with her green eyes. Shaking his head slowly to the sides yet again, "Your powers, become nullified, once in contact with me."
"It has always been like that."
"It isn't something I'm doing."
"I promise."
His voice was steady, calm, reassuring towards her. Confident with every word. He would not lie to Rogue. Not at a time like this. The taste of her lips against his. Even though they were in hate. Was something he'd always wanted from her.
Erik has always cared about Rogue. And it pained him when he wedded the two strangers, long ago. He could tell in her eyes, that her love for that man, was fading to black. He did not think Gambit was dead. As to how, Rogue tried her best to explain it.
He believes that there is a way, to bring him back. What he fears, though. Is that Gambit will forever be a changed man, and still take advantage of Rogue. Rogue is an adult, and can make decisions on her own. He only wished, that she'd see. That he cared more for her, and would never allow any harm to come to her.
As for the comment of her mother and infant son missing in action, this worried him. Certainly, those two had not wandered off far. That this was some sort of misunderstanding. And if it was not. He'd track down every clue he finds on Mystique, to locate and question her disappearing act. As well as her grandson's disappearance.
He released her hands, removing his cloak that was warm. Placing it around her shoulders, that still shook from the coldness.
"Come..."
"Let's have you rest for now."
"To retire for the night."
He held out his hand for Rogue to take, hoping that she saw how sincere he was in his words and actions.
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