St. John Allerdyce (untamedinferno) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-04-26 20:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, rogue, st. john allerdyce |
Who: Pyro and Rogue
Where: The bar
When: Shortly after this
What: 616 meets 1610
Status: Incomplete
Warnings: Cautionary for language
So far so good, right? No one he knew directly here, just a few hero types that he would be mindful of in his shenanigans. The possibility of Hawkeye though was an interesting one, and the Little Hawk. He had hoped for a bit more of a reaction from Kate, but alas, perfection ever was delivered. John would settle with meeting his random Rogue that he suspected wasn't his Rogue, but he was curious nonetheless. Pocketing the cellphone, John pulled on the shoes that were left for him in the room for his arrival and went off to find his mystery date. Of course he got lost, because he had yet to do any exploring. Mostly hanging out in his room with his new roommate, he was perfectly comfortable relaxing in a place that he knew would be likely safe. Plus his fire abilities came in handy during and through the darkness of their arrival. Speaking of abilities, the question loomed- did this Rogue have the same abilities as the one he knew. He'd have to test those waters delicately. Finally finding the bar, he went in and looked about. Just as promised he spotted a couple billiard tables and the normal bar like things. With his scan of the room, his eyes locked onto a woman who had arrived already previous to him. Looking her with his mouth a thin line, he realized something he feared ever so slightly. This Rogue was indeed not his Rogue. This one was younger to start. Walking up, but keeping his own specific distance he raised a hand in a greeting. "Rogue I presume." John spoke. "Yup, I'm going to need that drink." Dimensional hopping was always something of a mystery to him, or what the fuck ever this was. |