<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/XyiFtlQ.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gym<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 7th,11:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty Pryde, CLOSED<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Big girls don't cry. Except when they do.<br/><hr/><br/>Rogue hated that this was happening. She hated that she was crying. She hated that Kitty was here with her, that she had let all of this happen, that she had broken her own rules and let a nymphomaniac like Heather get in close to her. Putting the girl who couldn't touch anyone living in the same dorm room with a girl that had issues keeping her hands to herself had been a good one in theory. In that moment, though, Rogue just wished that she had never met Heather.<br/><br/>But she also knew she should get Kitty off of her before--<br/><br/>It was an innocent shift. Rogue trying to shrug out of the hug, as Kitty tried to comfort her. The towel shifted, and the younger girl's forearm brushed along the skin of Rogue's upper arm. The effect was instantaneous--Kitty would feel a pressure on her mind and a pain, as Rogue absorbed a part of her. The brief contact, barely more than a second, would have no permanent effects. But Rogue startled at the feeling, and suddenly found herself falling through the bench she was sitting on. Throwing herself forward she caught herself before going through the floor. She never understood how touching someone gave her the same kind of control of powers as people she touched. Perhaps it came with the fragments of psyche and memories she stole. The brief touch to Kitty had given her little more than the girl's feelings in that moment, her own sadness and concern, the pity...<br/><br/>"Fuck!" she shouted, punching the ground, before standing, "Kitty, Ah...Are you okay? Ah didn't...that was...fuck. Fuck! Just...stay away from me!" she shouted at the girl. Rogue was scared, it was obvious. But she left no time for Kitty to step in. She grabbed the towel to hold around her arms, and just turned and ran out of the gym, phasing through the wall into the hall beyond.<br/><br/>What she wouldn't give to have her mother there...Even if the woman would hardly be a sympathetic shoulder, she just wanted someone who could understand...<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">~END SCENE~</span></div>