"Baby if you know everything, why couldn't you see that when I left I wanted you to chase after me?" Characters: Rogue, OT Gambit Setting: Training room, night Content: Swearing, fighting, blood, gore, possibly flirting, Summary: Fighting, Training of course! Getting out some pent up pissed off energy from before.
It was hard to sleep when everytime you closed your eyes, you saw someone else's bad dream. It quickly becomes yours when each feeling hurts more than the last and you wake up with tears in your eyes, but you can't remember why. Rogue stumbled from her room, barely glancing in the mirror as she went past and out the door. The hallway was quiet and empty. She felt herself breath again, slowly, and then it all came out in a rush. She hadn't wanted to explain the wandering or the screams she couldn't control coming past her lips moments before. What could she say? It was someone else's nightmare that she had no other choice, but to see? It would be the truth, but how many people would believe it?
She through on one of her training outfits from the mansion, her body completely covered from head to toe despite the fact that she didn't believe she would be fighting anyone tonight. It was natural for her to grab the most concealing outfit, to protect everyone else was what she told herself...according to some it was to protect her from the world. Rogue couldn't handle the idea that she was the cause of her own mess and thats perhaps why she chose to believe the noble reasoning. Lately she had found it harder and harder to ignore though and it left her confused. If that was true, she could control this ability and if not...she would have already learned to deal.
Pushing open the door, she slipped into the room and glanced around. It was a wide open space of nothingness, the perfect place for a girl with flying abilities to play...and a touch of superhuman strength.