All right. LeBeau's missing, and Rogue got busted out of jail last night. Either someone is super mega whipped (I mean how) or they were working together.

So guess what was on lockdown. The Tower. Again. We're down an elevator shaft. Everyone has to use the other elevators while it and the roof get fixed.

Rooftop cameras caught her flying west. It looked like Danvers used to when she was flying. Then it dropped off and the security drones couldn't pick up anything.

Anyone else got some super shady shit they want to get out of the way?

Besides Zemo. We already know he's made of shade.

> so while we were on that mission
> I ended up kissing Pete
> as part of our cover

If you were trying to get back to your place after midnight, you might have noticed the security lockdown. Ends up that Rogue chick went off the deep end and attacked a couple of people staying in the Tower last night. I'm down with her on the SHIELD floors and we're taking care of it.

She's safe. She's in a holding cell. She's not talking. We don't know who we can trust yet and the psych profiler is compiling an assessment from remote brain scans. So we're limiting visitors.

Didn't want anyone to be in the dark. I'll update if we uncover anything.

(see ooc re: these posts. ty!)

[Texts to Rogue]

›› Want to join Kitty and I for mimosas and shopping today?
›› And you can help me talk some sense into her.

[after this]

I need your help.

So I find myself in a new room now. One place one moment then new place the next. Not that I have complaints. New room seems much better than old place. I am tired of being kept in a cage and controlled.

I went outside for a walk and the smell is interesting. Like coffee grounds. The trash cans are overflowing with food which seems like waste. People sometimes clean up after their dogs and sometimes do not. Now I will figure out what to do here. Maybe try a coffee that has iced cubes in it, but I will not let them take me back.

So... who wants to go and drink too much green beer and Irish whiskey tonight?

I need to forget that the tabloids now think I'm dating my father.

Hello there, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Remy LeBeau, born and bred in New Orleans. Currently living the life of luxury in this fine establishment.

Been in Genosha for a while and I can only try to charm Friday so much before I require the pleasure of physical company. Anyone want to show me the sights?

( Captain Rogers )

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( Bruce )

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( Rogue )

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( Charles )

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( Arrivals from Genosha )

Okay, SO. I have exciting news. I moved into my own floor in the building with Tony's penthouse. To celebrate my housewarming, I've decided that we ladies need a proper slumber party. Now, unfortunately, because I know myself, I'm going to make it 18+, sorry young'uns. But all the other ladies who can read this are invited.

No, Quill, you cannot come even if you wear a wig and a dress.

Yes, Loki, you can come if you want to shapeshift.

I'm looking at Saturday the 19th. How's that sound for everyone?

Friday once I figured out what he meant by that said I should introduce myself here.

So here goes Hi. I'm Raven. I just got here from Genosha.