<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/Rogue-x-men1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Anna Marie/Rogue<br/><strong>Location: </strong>New York City, Deadpool’s hideout<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Staring at herself in horror<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Green X-Men Uniform<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cannonball, Psylocke, Rogue, Chamber, X-23, Deadpool.<br/><hr/><br/>Rogue stared in horror at her sock puppet self, as much because it existed as because she had<strong>KNOWN</strong>it existed. That meant that Deadpool was still slithering around in her brain somewhere from that time she’d needed to drain him to live. Maybe Psylocke should perform a deep brain scrub at the earliest opportunity.<br/><br/>“Wolverine’s missin’.” The Southern Belle said bluntly, “You need money, you’ve got it, ah’ even reckon we could convince Wolvie to put on some of them thar’ puppets for your next X-Men show soon as we have him back all safe like.” She was throwing Logan under a bus….but only to save his life…and besides it served him right for getting’ into trouble and making them all worry in the first place.<br/><br/>But mostly she knew she was speaking Deadpool’s language.<br/><br/><strong>That</strong>prospect scared her if she thought about it too long...