<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d5/Rogue2.png)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Anna Marie<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>6:00 am - Friday May 27th 2016<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Empire Diner, New York City<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black leather pants. Black leather ankle boots. Green t-shirt. Black leather jacket and gloves.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>ArchAngel, Scarlet Witch, Quicksilver, Psylock<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>Nipples<br/><hr/><br/>When Angel took her gloved hands in his and kissed them, she couldn't help but let a small blush color cheeks. It had been a long time since anyone had touched her in such an intimate way and it was nice. Hell, even Tony had avoided her and he was known to screw just about anyone. Yet, at the time he probably didn't like the thought of her possibly sucking his body dry of it's life force for fear of never being able to screw anyone else ever again but...whatever. Since she was last with Remy she hadn't been close to anyone. It was better that way though. She could never have a real relationship with anyone...and she was tired of getting hurt.<br/><br/><strong>Ah' will sit in the back!<br/><br/>...and Warren. Sorry, about bein' such a bitch. Everything just seems ta' be ah' bit much at the moment. Emma, Remy...Logan....really, what the hell are we doing? We are no longer X-Men. Hell, we are barely friends. Were not kids anymore Warren! We can't just go ah' runnin' off every time Kitty calls us! Ah' mean ah' love Stormy and everything but...ah' don't know! Ah' think ah' am just letting my nerves get the best of me!"</strong>