<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/fc/a3/96/fca3963fef59a0e11e890058c90b96be.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th - 12:00<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tessa Cantrell, Kitty Pryde, Heather Donald, CLOSED<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Rogue scolds herself for being a bitch, tried to sooth Heather, and pay a bit more attention to the new girl.<br/><hr/><br/>Rogue could feel the mood of the table shift, and with a metal kick to herself, she sighed. Great, now she was letting her mood get to everyone else. Seeing the reactions that the other girls had to her comment she also realized she had been misunderstood. It wasn't that she wanted a different table, or they should move apart--they were going to need a bigger table if Heather kept finding people. That was all. The more the merrier, right?<br/><br/>And Heather...She had seen the look that flashed across the rainbow-haired girl's face when she pinched her. That had come out harder than intended too.<br/><br/><em>Damn it, damn it...</em>she scolded herself mentally.<em>Is there anything you can't fuck up?</em>Heather had been amazing to her just hours again. She had never felt so...incredible. Wanted. Loved, even. And while it scared her, because letting those walls down, letting someone in that close, it had felt so perfect. Heather had known where to touch. How to touch. And while it had all been through a sheet, it still...<br/><br/>"Hey..." she whispered softly, leaning towards Heather, nudging her with her shoulder, "Sorry...This is just new..." Murmuring softly so only Heather could hear her, to anyone else it would look like little love whispers. Rogue would squeeze Heather's arm...and then steal a piece of food from her, just to taunt her, and plop it happily in her mouth. That would help...Things would be better now, right?<br/><br/>Looking back at Tess, she arched a brow. That was an interesting power. Sounded almost like it was more...awful than not, though.<br/><br/>"Ah dunno, that sounds pretty cool. Hourglass...Ah like it. And hey," she started, looking around at everyone, "Ah meant we gonn' need a bigger table? C'mon...Ah'm a bitch, but Ah do like y'all..." Huffing, she snickered at Kitty. "Even Ms. Bossy." she teased, before looking back at Tess. 'So yeah...Nice meetin' you. Name's Rogue, resident bitch Ah guess. Ah steal powers and life if Ah touch ya, so...Don't let me touch ya skin on skin. Just in case a pretty girl gets ideas." she teased, and nudged Heather's foot under the table.<br/><br/>As the talk of is this place was a prison came up, though, Rogue just grumbled and shrugged, adding her own two cents.<br/><br/>"Better than Ryker's...worse than bein' free. Company ain't all bad, though."