<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>Rogue is working off some frustrations. It's not working.<br/><hr/><br/>Rogue stared at the water bottle that Kitty offered her way. Two competing thought processes shot through her mind. One, was to ignore it or slap it away. Kitty wasn't her friend. They weren't close, and at best they only marginally got along. At worst, they...certainly didn't get along. She wasn't exactly sure why they didn't get along. They just didn't, there wasn't much more to it than that. And so she was sure that the offered water was just...fake. She didn't care. The girl was just going through the motions.<br/><br/>Or, she could take it. Take the offered peace tithe...Sighing, that was the path she went with, taking the bottle with a nod of thanks. Snapping it open, she took a few long drinks. As Kitty went to sit on the weight bench, Rogue just sat on the mat beneath the punching bag.<br/><br/>"Ah don' need a spotter..." she grumbled, looking at her feet. "Punchin' stuff is as solo as it gets. And if Ah get hurt, Ah dunno...Ah'll go slap Wolverine. Or Logan..." Not that she would actually do so. The opportunity to spot the bracelets again went by, though...Time for round three. "Look, Ah know you think you can be everyone's friend...But just...leave me alone. You'd be better off anyway. Ah just fuckin' mess things up."