Meet me in New Orleans... Characters: Rogue, Open to Gambit Setting: New Orleans, Louisana Content: No idea yet. Summary: So Rogue does what she does best...
Even at night it was hot down here.
The southern belle brushed aside white bangs from her forehead as she stepped from the bus, engine growling to life as the vehicle once more started off. It didn't surprise her that she was only one of a few people traveling down this way when it was summer. Who would want to be more hot? As it was, she had stripped of her jacket on the bus and barely managed to keep her gloves on through sheer will power to protect the innocent. Swinging her bag of her shoulder, the brunette started slowly down the street. It was brighter here then in New York, the lights were strong and brillant, not like in New York where everything was haze. It hadn't been hard to slip from the mansion she had called her home for the past two years. She simply packed up her stuff and left. No one had any issues with it for she came to them as a wanderer and it was what she would always be. The only one who would know the reason would be Xavier and she didn't think he would tell. No after the horrible situation a couple of days before. Why would he want to lay claim to a mutant who had destroyed about as much as Magneto's lacky had. Of course, here she was...down near home again because of him too. It made no sense to her...except that she had a promise and he made sense to her. That was the only reasoning she could come up with...why else would she runaway from the closest place to home she knew. For a boy...always for a boy it seemed with her.