16357/Actions Have Consequences

Actions Have Consequences
Date of Scene:	09 June 2024
Location:	Boathouse - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Rogue returns from her meeting with Sinister, confesses to Remy and their relationship somehow grows stronger.
Cast of Characters:	Rogue, Gambit

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Rogue has posed:\<br\>At some point, Rogue made an excuse that she needed to go to her room in the mansion to grab a few things. It wasn't a lie, as there was something in her room that she kept hidden very distinctly. The other issue is likely that after she left to grab these things, she did not come back until late afternoon to early evening. Upon landing in front of the boathouse - as she's able to fly now. She walks in, greeting Jack's bounding energy as soon as she does. "Hey Jack! Who's a good boy...yeah you are..." Kneeling to give the mutt head scritches and belly rubs.\<br\>\<br\>"Remy? I'm back!" She calls out, unsure where the Cajun is at the moment. When he sees her, he'll definitely notice the difference as it's like night and day. All her bruising is gone, there's no sign of her being stuck with barbed wire, her face is healed - everythting seems back to normal. Perhaps too normal in some ways.

Gambit has posed:\<br\>Remy LeBeau's eyes narrow slightly as he sees his lover more or less fully recovered from her ordeal. It's obvious what happened, and she can see his eyes narrow slightly with jeliousy, which he quickly dismisses. After all why wouldn't she have gone to Logan for healing. It makes perfect sense, and if she were anyone else it's the perfect solution. He sighs and trys to force the feelings of hurt away, they are teammates after all. "An here Ah was makin' ready to confine yah ta bed an' pamper yah shamelessly." he says trying to force his tone into his normal teasing banter.

Rogue has posed:\<br\>Rogue stands after another moment of Jack time and gives a little smile to Remy. "While I do really appreciate the thought. I ain't much use to anyone, especially you, bein' all laid up in bed injured in ways that could have taken who knows how long to heal." She offers this much and then moves forward to give Remy a hug - careful to only touch the parts of him that are clothed in the moment. Of course, he can't really hide his feelings from her, despite how much he may try. "Not to mention...well...I have a feeling something was going on in my mind...but I also took measures to clear my head of it. Makes going forward just that much easier, yeah?" Then she steps back, still trying to wear a smile even if she can almost rip the tension in half with her strength. "You could still pamper me you know... ain't like me being better should stop you from treatin' me some kind of special..."

Gambit has posed:\<br\>Remy LeBeau nods slightly, pounding his jeliousy down and into a corner. "Well it always a pleasure to give yah a lil bit of pampering." He says with a grin, leaning in and offering her a power protected kiss. "Well dinner is gonna be Mrs. Pottsworth's fried chicken an' mashed potatos an' if yah good Ah may 'ave even got a Peach cobbler in de oven." he says with a wicked grin.

Rogue has posed:\<br\>That kiss is returned, and perhaps prolonged for a moment. Here is where it may all come crashing down, even as Remy mentions all the things he's got for them to have a good meal, a great first dessert, and perhaps plans for a second. Rogue fights a battle in her mind but at the end of the day, she has to be honest, so many things about her are different now - she can tell - but her honesty will always be a staple. Still, she begins with, "All that sounds amazin'. I love Mrs. Pottsworth's fried chicken...even tho I think I can sometimes out fry her." Giving a little chuckle before she moves to sit at the table. "Remy...I know what you think I did. It makes sense. But...I also need you to know that you're wrong. If only because, I remember going and confronting the jerks...and then I remember waking up here. Nothing in between. It's gone. I had it done that way specifically. To avoid the memory, the nightmares...to give a sense of myself back..." She offers that then, watching him and waiting for whatever response he might give.

Gambit has posed:\<br\>Remy LeBeau can sense there is... allot going on here. So rather then drop the chicken like he was about to he detours to the fridge and instead grabs a pair of beers from it. He places his thumb directlly under the caps and both flip off explosively. "So what chere, yah go to de Prof to supress yah memmories?" he asks with concern. If that's the case she'd be partially right, he be upset that she'd rather erase the memories then let him help her through them..

Rogue has posed:\<br\>Going to the Professor would have made sense, but that also meant likely facing a lecture or few, and attempts being made to coerce her out of the decision. Rogue needed something foolproof, and there was only one person who she knew would do what she wanted without asking any questions. "No. I went to Doctor Essex." She rarely refers to him as Sinister these days. "He's helped me with things in the past, and I knew that he would help me with this. No questions. No judgement. Just giving me what I wanted." She knows that will need to sink in, she also knows that could change so many things the instant she speaks the name - knowing what she knows about Sinister and Remy's past. But she isn't a part of that. This is her life, and she is very much at the point of giving absolutely no fucks these days.

Gambit has posed:\<br\>Remy LeBeau's eyes don't go cold. They go dead. His brain almost needs to do a complete reboot before he trusts himself to speak. And at that point, after a mom ent he says the first sane and reasonable thing that comes to his mind. "ARE YAH OUTTA YAH DAMN MIND?!" He slams both hands agienst the table launching himself to his feet. Jack takes off running to hide in his cage. "And do /not/ call dat creature Dr. Essex. Dat is a name fit foh a 'uman being. Sinister is /all/ dat it is."

Rogue has posed:\<br\>Rogue gives a slight jump as Remy slams his hands on the table, and there may have been a slight wince at the words he yelled, but her jaw sets a certain way as she remains seated. Staring out into seemingly nothing for a moment as Remy speaks. "Yeah. I've been out of my mind for a while, and I know it. No one else has seemed to of caught on...but I'm a lot broken for a lot of reasons." She speaks calmly, even goes through the motions of lighting up a cigarette. "Do not tell me what to call someone." Her gaze finally lifts to him. "He's Sinister when he's being sinister. He's Doctor Essex when he's being something akin to human. And he is the only one who could have done all that I wanted. Logan sure as shit wasn't going to help heal me. Even if I bothered asking him. This is my life, that was my choice." She then glances over towards where Jack ran off to his cage. "You scared the dog."

Gambit has posed:\<br\>If there was any doubt to the level of raw fury currently flowing through the Cajun, his next words would lay them immediately to rest. "Baise le chien!" He dpesn't mean it of course, but he is that upset. He takes several long and deep breaths and says "Chere, not'ing good evah came from makin' deals wit' Sinister. Hell Ah'd trust Mephisto further den Sinister." He reaches to take her hands if she lets him, "We all broken chere... But Ah jus' got yah back. de last t'ing we need. De last t'ing yah an' Ah need... is ta 'ave dat creature 'ave an in on eit'er of us."

Rogue has posed:\<br\>Rogue winces again as Remy curses in French, but she lets it slide because she knows he's upset. She was very much expecting him to throw her out right then and there. So when he takes those breaths, and then begins to speak more calmly to her, she blinks. As he takes her head - which she allows - her gaze watches him again for a moment. "He's had an in on me for a long time, sugah..." Speaking this carefully as she squeezes his hands. "You don't understand, Remy... Sometimes I feel beyond broken. I remember confronting that group of asshats that night. And the urge to just rip off my gloves and seep the life outta all of them was almost too strong to hold back. If it hadn't been for someone finding another mutant in trouble and needed more help...I probably would have." She breathes out a ragged breath at that point, her eyes moving to stare at the table.

Gambit has posed:\<br\>If she was expecting judgement or condemnation from the Cajun, she is going to be disappointed. "Chere," he says softly. "Ah undahstand dat. Bettah den most. Except Logan, Remy likly got a 'igher body count den anyone else in de mansion, and by a wide margin. Ah know what it like ta want to let loose... but Ah also know dat turning to Sinister c'n only make t'ings worse." He guides her hand to the top of his head where a scar is hidden by his hair. "Ah t'ought dat makin' a deal wit' Sinister was mah only out once. All it cost me was mah soul."

Rogue has posed:\<br\>"I don't think that man can own souls...but I get it..." Rogue says this as she curls her fingers against that spot for a moment. She then takes a drag off her cigarette and flicks ashes into the tray on the table. "I've got a body count too, you know. It ain't as high, but it still exists. And I wanted it to be higher that day." She squeezes the hand holding hers and then lets out a sigh. "Look. I can't change what I did... or the price I paid... but I can promise to try to find other options from now on if I need something even drastic done. Gotta be a path to go that ain't him right?" She offers this and then looks over to the side. "Can we eat now? I'm starving.."

Gambit has posed:\<br\>Remy LeBeau takes another calming breath and says, "One last t'ing den we drop it, okay?" He says and looks into her eyes, "We bot' got 'ard time trusting people chere. Ah know dat. But we gonna amke dis work we gotta trust each ot'er. Somet'ing like dis... yah not tell me because yah knew Ah not want yah to do it. Yah gotta trust me dat Ah want ta 'elp yah more den anyt'ing in de world.

Rogue has posed:\<br\>Rogue swallows back a lump in her throat and nods her head. "You're right. On both counts. I do trust you, Rems. And I'll make it a point to show you I trust you and that you can trust me." Saying those words with a smile, finishing her cigarette in the process. This went far better than she expected it to, and maybe that's a testament to their relationship. Which makes her feel a lot better overall, even if she had to make him angry in order to understand it. Then she grins. "Does this mean we get makeup sex after food?"

Gambit has posed:\<br\>Remy LeBeau grins slightly and glances into the living room, "well de dog in 'is crate right now, and it not take /dat/ long ta get de frying oil back up to tempture.." He offers with wicked grin and a comical wiggle of his eyebrows.