1st Contact | ACTION | Recreational Room

[whateveryousaysugar]

Rogue was used to strange things though she's never experienced anything exactly like this. She took it in stride even though anyone looking at her would get the impress of 'piss off'. She walked freely around HQ getting a feel for the place. She didn't pause until she reached the the rec room which had a lot of things crammed into a small space.

She stepped inside a smile teasing her lips. "What more could a gal want?" The words were mumbled beneath her breath as she took a lap around the rec room. They had everything here and she wasn't going to let a depressing situation ruin her fun.

She can be found playing a game of ping-pong against a wall. She would be happy to play with someone but the half table was convenient while she was alone. She also checked out a few of the old arcade games and eventually fell into a pinball game that was kicking her ass. She kicked the machine, careful of her strength, and swore beneath her breath. "Ain't that just kickin' me in the knees. Come on."

Later that evening Rogue can be found reading. She found a few interesting books and a comfortable chair to sit in at the far end of the rec room. She sat close to the pools entrance enjoying the distant echo of the room beyond the glass door.

Comments

[playsforkeeps]

"I ain' scared a' you." He watched those familiar hips sway for a moment before diverting his gaze to the tables they were approaching. Game, Remy. Focus on the game. This isn't your Anna, and even if she was, she's at least 10 years younger than you. Don't be a damn fool. "Never have been."

[whateveryousaysugar]

"I hadn't figured seeing you here." Her eyes skirt around his face and then down the length of his torso. "Let alone like that."

She bit her lower lip toss Remy a small plastic white ball.

"I'm expecting an explanation Swamp Boy."

[playsforkeeps]

He raised an eyebrow as he caught the ball without watching it. That's skill, alright?

"Like what, exactly?"

[whateveryousaysugar]

Very impressive catch though she didn't look very surprised.

"You think you can hide anything from me?" She raised an expectant eyebrow. "You're different." It was small but it was there. There was the same glint in his gaze and that slight curl to his lips that betrayed a cocky but charming smile.

[playsforkeeps]

He'd been doing it for years, hiding things from her, but she didn't need to know that. "Thought never even crossed my mind, chere."

He rolled his shoulder in a shrug. "Older, by my reckoning."

[whateveryousaysugar]

"You better Swamp Rat."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "reckoning by how much?" Her head canted to the side as she watched him, her eyes brimming with curiosity.

[playsforkeeps]

He shrugged in his usual way, and when he responded, while his words were serious, his tone was not.

"Some days feels longer than others, non? I'd say 'bout...10 years or so."

[whateveryousaysugar]

"That's put you at 36. You're lookin' good for your age."

She allowed herself a look, her eyes wandering over the familiar curve of his jaw, down his neck and then lower. With every inch of him inspected her bright eyes rest back on his.

"Maybe I'll look just as good then too."

[playsforkeeps]

His smile broadened, both at her inspection, which he always enjoyed, and at her commentary. He bounced the ball against the tabletop, testing it as he replied.

"Better, if ya don' mind my sayin' so."

[whateveryousaysugar]

"Ain't you a charmer."

Rogue watched as the ball bounced against the table. Her gaze then rose back to Gambits face, very much missing her own Gambit. She had seen him only a few days ago and now he felt so far away. She frowned, "I don't much like this change swap rat."

Her arms crossed over her chest. She wasn't as accustom to world jumping and it bothered her seeing him like this. She supposed that she'd need to get use to it but she liked where they were. She liked their small family.

[playsforkeeps]

His cocky smile wavered somewhat at her comment and he tilted his head to the side curiously.

"Which change is dat, chere?"

He had a pretty good idea, but he wanted to hear it from her own lips.

[whateveryousaysugar]

"Don't be pullin' that on me."

Her frustration and insecurities gathered, fueling her temper as she glared at Gambit. "You know I'm talkin' about." They weren't from the same world but weren't they still the same people? Rogue didn't really know. There was so much doubt and this was something new. She didn't know anything. "Walkin' in like everything's all peachy. I'd like to wipe that smirk off your face."

She'd learned to trust Gambit but this man? She didn't know. It hurt a lot more than she thought it would. He'd always been a damn pain but this was just taking things to far.

[playsforkeeps]

"Come on, now, chere. Dis place ain' so bad." He motions around before taking off his coat and draping it across one of the chairs near by.

"Look around. We got food, water, rooms. Can't say I ain' been in worse places. How 'bout you?"

[whateveryousaysugar]

Rogue's lips formed a thin frown. "I suppose so swamp rat but that leaves the problem of no one else being here." That and she was still annoyed that this wasn't her Remy, not that she's ever vocalized any positive feelings towards him. Usually she found his advances annoying and just another part of him since he approached every woman in a similar way.

"How are we supposed to figure this out?" She didn't always follow orders but it was nice to have a clear direction. There wasn't anyone specifically bad that she knew of here and having no one to punch was frustrating.

[playsforkeeps]

He smiled in response. Rogue was most definitely younger than he remembered, hasty, impatient.

"We wait, mon chere. We learn what we can learn 'bout dis place, an' we go from dere."

[whateveryousaysugar]

"Never been so good at waiting."

She waved a hand before moving dropping her ping-pong paddle to the table. "I'm bored of this game." Among with many others.

[playsforkeeps]

Remy couldn't stop the amused smile that spread across his face at her dismissal of the game. Like so many other things in life, if Rogue didn't want it, it wasn't happening. It just went to show, no matter what universe someone originated in, deep down, you were always the same. It was both a harrowing and comforting thought when you got right down to it.

"D'accord, mon chere. What next, den?"