<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/21rvowH.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Rogue</strong></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Anna Marie (but prefers Rogue)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>25<br/><strong>Gender Identity:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Outside » Medical Lab | Early Evening<br/><strong>Description/Wearing:</strong>Green dress (https://i.imgur.com/xlOmrV9.png), black pumps (https://i.imgur.com/SUa9vXR.jpg), matching black gloves (https://i.imgur.com/2BkqCwY.jpg), and a sheer pair of stockings<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Franklin Richards, Marvel Girl, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Another universe, huh? Well, I guess that's no stranger than ol' Saint Nick an' his little green elves runnin' around, huh?" she asked as she flew him back down and dropped him onto his feet in the snow, away from the chaos of the Great Room. She lowered to hover just above the snow, as to not get her feet cold and wet from the snow. His words caused her to tilt her head back and look up at the sky above to take a look at the sun. Her head tilted to the side for a moment as she noticed the bird shape of the<em>sun</em>. "Huh. I never noticed that."<br/><br/>She thought to distrust him, but the sound of absolute terror in his voice was enough to trust him at least enough to bring him to Jean. She wasn't feeling well, after all, and this Franklin guy did say he was the son of Reed Richards. "I'll bring you to her. You can't be any worse than Wade. Hey, do you know science-y stuff?" she asked as she hooked under his arms again, only her gloves touching him as she flew back towards the mansion, but taking him to a different entrance than the one near the chaos that was the X-mas party. "Cause Jean wasn't lookin' too hot when I left'er. Looked like she was havin' a migraine or somethin', but she was out cold. But if I had to deal with Deadpool all night, I'd have a migraine, too."<br/><br/>Once she got to the door, she let him down again and went inside, letting him follow as she continued to fly, making her way down the halls and to the Medical Lab, where she had left Jean. So far, the chaotic battle seemed to not make it to this wing of the mansion, which was good. Surely the loud noise wouldn't be all too pleasant for someone with a migraine.<br/><br/>Rogue lowered back down to her feet and walked inside the Medical Lab ahead of Franklin, wanting to make sure Jean was still decent and hadn't been in the process of changing into a gown or anything. "You doin' alright in here, hon?" she asked as she peeked her head in first before stepping inside.