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ʀᴏɢᴜᴇ ([info]untouchable) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,

Rogue did mind him asking. She didn't want to talk about Scott and Jean, didn't want to feel that same almost overwhelming sense of loss that threatened to consume her whenever those that had died crossed her mind. However, this was the Professor - younger, true, but still very much the man in question - and therefore she would discuss it. He had her loyalty, without question or hesitation, and this was just part of that fact.

"Jean... something happened to her," she started, her tone a bit more subdued. She frowned slightly and studied the murky liquid in the cup she was holding. "A man attacked the school and kidnapped a bunch of kids. We went after them and Jean..." Rogue sighed, forcing her gaze back to Charles'. "She sacrificed herself, to save all of us. A couple of months later she came back. There was something wrong with her, though. She was so powerful and just..."

Rogue hesitated. She swallowed, hard. "She killed Scott. The only thing ever found was his glasses." Taking a sip of her tea in the hopes of calming her nerves and stopping the trembling in her hands, the girl hesitated. "I don't really know how she died, just that eventually she did." Another hesitation before she looked back to him. She had her ideas what had happened when she was off, trying to decide if she wanted to 'cure' herself or not. However Rogue would never put those thoughts to word without proof of some sort. So she simply shook her head.

"I'm sorry," she apologized. "I didn't mean for our meeting to get so heavy. I promise, it's not all death and bad stuff, back home. There's good too." It was just hard to see, sometimes, but it was definitely there.



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