::Rogue drives most of the night. No longer trying to outrun the voices in her head, but because she feels the need for some sembalence of freedom
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It's not early, it's... well, I have no idea what time it is. Mid-morningish. Late-early morning, maybe. And, I said I'd be back in the morning so... hmm, what could I be doing here? *grins, waves a bacon roll at her*
Mmmm... ::She smiles sleepily:: Sounds good... Then again food always sounds good.
::She looks down and blushes faintly.:: Mike? Would y' mind turnin' 'round or somethin' so ah could... Ummm... Preserve mah modesty or somethin'? 'Less you want the lethal girl eatin' breakfast ina very dangerous fashion... Wouldya mind?
((ooc: Yes, all wacked out wonky spellings are on purpose. Since you can't hear her talking I've gotta get the point across somehow. ::Smiles:: Awww... Isn't Rogue cute when she's sleepy...? Btw, how are you doing? ))
::As soon as she hears water start she begins to clean up the mess, and start a small pot of coffee brewing. She then sits down, putting her chin on her hand to wait for him.::
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::Her eyes open all the way.:: Mike? Mike is that you...?
::She sits up barely grabbing the sheet in time to preserve her modesty.:: What're y' doin' here this early? What time is it anyways?
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*grins at her*
It's not early, it's... well, I have no idea what time it is. Mid-morningish. Late-early morning, maybe. And, I said I'd be back in the morning so... hmm, what could I be doing here? *grins, waves a bacon roll at her*
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::She looks down and blushes faintly.:: Mike? Would y' mind turnin' 'round or somethin' so ah could... Ummm... Preserve mah modesty or somethin'? 'Less you want the lethal girl eatin' breakfast ina very dangerous fashion... Wouldya mind?
((ooc: Yes, all wacked out wonky spellings are on purpose. Since you can't hear her talking I've gotta get the point across somehow. ::Smiles:: Awww... Isn't Rogue cute when she's sleepy...? Btw, how are you doing? ))
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*returns; is blood splattered, though you can hardly tell since he's also drenched head to toe in green-brown mud and smoking slightly*
Can I use your shower?
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*strips off his clothes as he goes; they float behind him into the bathroom, from which he calls back:*
Sorry 'bout the mess.
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::As soon as she hears water start she begins to clean up the mess, and start a small pot of coffee brewing. She then sits down, putting her chin on her hand to wait for him.::
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