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The snow people were definitely amusing, and some of them even in some ways familiar, no one she knew...not really but almost like she'd seen them in a dream. Something...

"I don' get it" she muttered to herself and started to melt a patch of snow with a yellow glow from her left hand. She wished she knew why it was familiar to her...those faces.

She'd been standing there, wrapped up for a winter colder than a Cajun girl is used to for about ten minutes. The heat from her power warming her up some as the patch of path grows, rivlets of water flowing back toward the retreating snow.

Rogue felt like her head was about to explode. She'd been Here for a short while and already the days were starting to blend together. In a kinda scary way. And she'd met the woman who, in her world, was one of her biggest rivals. So she was doing what any sane woman would be doing in her situation- she was in the bar, getting slowly drunk. She was on her second bourbon and grudgingly impressed with how good it was.

Not that that's a reason ta stay here...

She really just wanted to go home, maybe beat up a few Sentinels. That always made her feel good.

Ah, screw it, Ah'm stuck here for now, might as well make the most of it.... Wonder if Belladonna's around for me ta smack around some...

That thought made her grin slightly as she downed her drink and ordered another.

Rogue scowled as she finished her laps in the Danger Room. Ever since Kitty had disappeared Logan had been pushing 'his girls', herself and Jubilee, harder than ever in training. She bent over, bracing herself against the wall as she tried to catch her breath.

"Ah can freakin' fly anyway, why do ah have to do goddamn laps?" She muttered angrily under her breath as she stretched out, feeling the muscles crunch in protest. Ms Marvel's powers may have made her stronger, but damn she could still ache.

And she missed Remy. Not that she'd be admitting that to him any time soon.

She was just leaving the Danger Room to grab a shower when she noticed the puzzle in one corner. She picked it up with a frown, turning it over in her hands. The Professor and some of the others had been reluctant to share any information they had learned about what had happened to Kitty beyond the fact she was ok and it was somehow connected to a puzzle of some sort. She should hand this over to them, maybe they could figure out a way to use it to bring her back. She started to head out, her fingers idly slipping the puzzle pieces into place. As the last one clicked she felt the world lurch for a moment, and everything spun out of focus.

When her vision cleared again she seemed to be standing in the lobby of some hotel. One that was very definitely not the mansion.

"Oh you've gotta be kiddin' me..."