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steelmagnolia ([info]steelmagnolia) wrote in [info]marvel_legends,
@ 2011-05-09 03:16:00


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Entry tags:gambit, rogue

Rogue isn't looking for Remy, not exactly, since looking for him is likely the best way for her to never find him. That man has the most uncanny ability to know when someone is looking for him and be somewhere else. So, she's happening to be in the places that he typically happens to be. It could take days and that fact is a little strange to her. Usually, she's the one tripping over him.

Then again, they're both good at running when they want to be.



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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-09 03:11 am UTC (link)
Reaching out, Rogue looks to take Remy's hand between her two still gloved ones.

"Ah might be lookin' fer some."

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-09 03:15 am UTC (link)
She's a siren, he thinks. God help him, but Rogue is his own personal siren. Even when he knows better, even though he knows he should stay away, keep his hands--and his thoughts--to himself, he still reaches, still steps closer to the car and the woman and lets her have his hand.

And his smile widens into something easy, something that feels familiar. "Dat so?"

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-09 03:22 am UTC (link)
"It is."

Still holding his hand, Rogue slides off the hood of her car and stands up. After a moment, she leans up into him to press a kiss against his lips.

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-09 03:43 am UTC (link)
Well, if this isn't a kick in the pants. A good kick. The sort of kick that feels good even while you're flinching and waiting for the pain. They are broken indeed, but he's not falling apart. Not yet.

His arms move automatically, her hand let go so they will fit around her waist. He's not usually the one arguing with the voices in his head, and yet, there's this voice at the back of his mind...

That makes him pull back before he's lost in kissing her. "Dis some kinda special occasion?"

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-10 02:27 am UTC (link)
"Ah think it is but most people call it Tuesday."

Rogue smiles up at him. She wants to know why he's so distant when he's never been that way before. Is it because now she can touch him? Was it really all about the challenge this time? That should have been something she'd have seen before now.

Right?

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-10 03:14 am UTC (link)
Right. Lighten up, LeBeau. How long have you been chasing this woman, how many hoops have you jumped through, how many things have torn you apart and somehow you keep ending up back together?

That other voice at the back of his mind? That voice can just shut up. Be silent. Leave him alone.

"Tuesday." He smiles back, tucks a lock of hair behind her ear. "I could get behin' makin' Tuesday a holiday."

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-10 03:37 am UTC (link)
Rogue leans in, tucking her head into the curve of his shoulder. She takes a moment to stand like this and not be worried about what might happen. Moments like this, being able to stand here and not be constantly afraid that she's going to hurt him are worth more than pretty much anything else.

Not that there aren't other added benefits.

"Ah like the sound of that."

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-10 03:45 am UTC (link)
It's not fair and somehow fitting at the same time that now their roles are reversed. That he's the one worried about doing the damage.

"'course," he says into her hair. "Mebbe we keep dis a private kinda holiday. Else other people gonna want in on d'celebration, neh?"

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-11 03:32 am UTC (link)
"Well, Ah'm certain we gotta figure out all the proper ways tah celebrate. These things can take time." Rogue smiles faintly, pulling a breath in through her nose. As she lets it out, she hopes that she never grows so accustomed to this that she takes it for granted.

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-11 03:39 am UTC (link)
Remy has been taught, the hard way, that the things he assumes will always be rarely are. Not that that makes him take them more seriously, at least on the outside. Inside, his mind might churn, but he is working to seem normal to everyone else.

And he'll hope she can't see through him.

Sliding to her side, arm still curved around her waist, he heads back toward the mansion. He's been lying low, not just hiding from her, and so he asks, "We gonna have dat time, y't'ink?"

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-11 03:50 am UTC (link)
"We got time right now."

Rogue chuckles softly, sliding an arm around his waist in return. And now, almost surprisingly, she's nervous.

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-11 04:09 am UTC (link)
They make quite the pair, the normally-confident Cajun and the daring Southern belle.There was a time when he might have suggested she just sweep him off his feet and fly him where she wants him. Now, he holds the door for her, lets her duck inside ahead of him and leaves it to swing shut.

"Temptin' fate..."

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-12 11:28 pm UTC (link)
She slides in through the door turning around to look at him as he comes through as well. There is a smile on her face, though he can probably tell she's a little nervous.

"Same as always."

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[info]datdamncajun
2011-05-16 01:21 am UTC (link)
He can tell. Nervous still doesn't fit how he thinks of her. Wary, yes. Nervous, no. It's almost refreshing to recognize an entirely normal emotion. Not necessarily comforting.

Still, he steps forward and reaches for her hand again. "Guess dat's so." Always the daredevil. He tugs her with him, toward the stairs and up.

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[info]steelmagnolia
2011-05-17 01:20 am UTC (link)
Rogue grins at him, making her way up the stairs. For all of the nerves there is also excitement - in fact, the nerves might entirely be excitement but there is always uncertainty after a significant live change.

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