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Who Rogue

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Where The Institute
When Friday March, 19th- early afternoon
Warning Confusion? Tension? idek
Summary Rogue finds Remy
Format Whatever works~

Rogue found that once she was in the air... the lay out of the place made a lot more sense. Green eyes scanning around, she found her route and started making way to the "Institute". This was so surreal. What was this place, and why were so many of the X-Men ported here... and from different times no less?

Everyone spoke to her so casually... as if they had already made this place their new home. She wasn't sure if it was all an illusion or mind trick... but what she figured was it was best to roll with it with cautious optimism. Hope for the best, accept what has happened, and if something goes wrong: a couple of good sturdy punches would give her a jumping start of fighting her way out. But it all seemed so real. It had to be real.

She found the Institute in no time, and landed to the ground. Brushing her hair off her shoulder, she looked around. Remy. Where was he...? Was he really here too?

Rogue let out a breath. It would be just her luck to have him here. She wanted to have a less than positive reaction to that... but even with everyone else that had contacted her since her arrival, she was glad that out of all those voices that Cajun was one of them. Whatever that meant.

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Rogue stopped, blinking at Remy's response. Well, it was just one surprise after another. "Wh..." She knit her brows together. She knew that Remy and Scott didn't see eye to eye often, she was just surprised it might have gotten that far to make Gambit leave. And he was staying with Lorna? She folded her arms across her chest, trying to decide how to even react to that. "Well. Alright then." She spoke, walking ahead, a bit quickly. "... about that garden."

She had to remind herself she didn't have a place to pry into his business. She wanted to, but she wasn't even sure if the Rogue from his time would be in any place to pry either. Outwardly she was clearly bothered, but true to her fashion she pushed it aside.

Oh boy. He ran up to Rogue to try and explain, waving his arms around like a madman. She always had that effect on him -- he turned into a comedian, into a clown for her love, always trying to appease to that side of her that wasn't like Mystique.

"Ana, wait! Wait!" he blurted, trying to grab her by the arm. "It ain't like dat, alright? It's just dat --" Remy closed his mouth, teeth making a clicking noise. He couldn't tell her...He couldn't tell her so much, not just yet. "--It's complicated, alright? We need t'be away from de team right now for different reasons. Dat's it."

Rogue stopped, looking back at Remy. He just... did he... Ana? She let out a breath, eyes meeting his. It was times like these that she wasn't sure whether she should smack him or hug him. A faint smile hinted at her lips, but it quickly faded. Of course it was complicated. It was always complicated.

She turned towards him. "Its fine. As much as Ah hate being left in the dark.. Ah don't think Ah could handle any more light today." Especially since she had the distinct feeling it wasn't good.

She tilted her head, narrowing her eyebrows. "Just don't make me worry about you. That's all Ah need." Rogue pushed a hand against his chest.

Remy found himself reaching for her hand without the implications of the moment fully hitting him, his fingers trying to reach around the soft thing and give it a comforting squeeze. He would obviously tell her everything in time, but as long as she trusted him, as long as she believed in him, there would be time for it later. There would be.

"Chere, dat's one t'ing you know I can't promise," he admitted, looking down at her with a somber look. "But ya know I'll try t'de last t'keep it off your mind. Ain't no force in heaven o'hell dat gonna take me away from ya."

Hours before, back home, she and Remy couldn't stand like this. She wouldn't let him get close enough. The affection felt good though... even though she wanted to move on, time and time again Remy made it hard for her. It was comforting, but frustrating.

"A blessing and a curse." Rogue smiled at him, pulling away.

After all this, a part of her did feel that it was necessary to find Scott and talk to him.... hopefully he'd fill her in a couple things himself so she didn't feel so out of the loop. She looked down the hall. "Funny how this place is so familiar... 'cept Ah'm more lost than I think Ah've ever been." She would need some time to adjust, that was for sure.