[It's been, well, a long week. There's been an attack from the Navy, a lot of sailing, some getting lost, a few hostile locals... To be quite honest, Rogue is beat.
Which is why, during her off hours, she's in the crew's mess area, just sitting at a table.
She has something out, just a small playing card. The Queen of Hearts. She laughs a little, tired.]
Lucky lady, huh? Hasn' been too lucky lately.
B)
[Before the fight, Rogue was dodging everything. All her gymnastic and martial arts training had paid off, keeping her out of the hands or shots or blades of anyone who might have wanted to hurt her.
But then, well, a master swordsman had cornered her. No one else had been right there to help, so she'd used her last resort. Taken off her glove and grabbed hold of him until he passed out.
Now, as the dust settled, she lowered her sword. Her form and speed were that of someone who'd practiced for years, and she looked around. That others might not know what she could do hadn't really occurred to her. All she really grasped at the moment was that they were victorious. Battered and bruised, yes, but alive.]
Y'all okay?
["Okay" was probably too kind a word, but... She couldn't bring herself to ask if everyone was alive.]
C)
Okay... This? Is pretty amazin'.
[For as much as she hated this place sometimes with its battles and its dangerous weather and its sailing, there were little moments that at least tried to make up for it.
Like the view from one waterfall of another, both cascading down into a whirling pool that expanded into an otherwise placid lake. It was, quite frankly, breathtaking.
Rogue : X-Men Evolution
[It's been, well, a long week. There's been an attack from the Navy, a lot of sailing, some getting lost, a few hostile locals... To be quite honest, Rogue is beat.
Which is why, during her off hours, she's in the crew's mess area, just sitting at a table.
She has something out, just a small playing card. The Queen of Hearts. She laughs a little, tired.]
Lucky lady, huh? Hasn' been too lucky lately.
B)
[Before the fight, Rogue was dodging everything. All her gymnastic and martial arts training had paid off, keeping her out of the hands or shots or blades of anyone who might have wanted to hurt her.
But then, well, a master swordsman had cornered her. No one else had been right there to help, so she'd used her last resort. Taken off her glove and grabbed hold of him until he passed out.
Now, as the dust settled, she lowered her sword. Her form and speed were that of someone who'd practiced for years, and she looked around. That others might not know what she could do hadn't really occurred to her. All she really grasped at the moment was that they were victorious. Battered and bruised, yes, but alive.]
Y'all okay?
["Okay" was probably too kind a word, but... She couldn't bring herself to ask if everyone was alive.]
C)
Okay... This? Is pretty amazin'.
[For as much as she hated this place sometimes with its battles and its dangerous weather and its sailing, there were little moments that at least tried to make up for it.
Like the view from one waterfall of another, both cascading down into a whirling pool that expanded into an otherwise placid lake. It was, quite frankly, breathtaking.
Well worth the hike up.]