<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>Great Room » Kitchen | 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>Cyclops, Deadpool, Marvel Girl, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rogue smiled at Scott's compliment about her dress. She could always trust Scott to notice a change in appearance. "Thought I'd put on somethin' with a little more of a party feel. Maybe do some dancin' tonight after I hit the eggnog."<em>Among other drinks.</em>She was hoping to turn this evening around and get a little more relaxed now that they got the big catastrophe out of the way. Well, one big catastrophe, at least. Deadpool was still here after all. Where even was he, anyway?<br/><br/>As she looked around the room, surveying the damage, she couldn't help but eye Quicksilver as he got all sweet with Kitty. All that time and Pietro still hadn't apologized. Rogue was about ready to grab that boy by his ear and drag him on over, but Scott's request kept her resisting the urge. "Whateva ya say, suga," she replied as she turned her attention back to Scott with a smile. Sure, she wanted to give Pietro a piece of her mind, but that could wait until after all the festivities. For now, she'd make sure not to bring it up in hopes of this whole thing being forgotten for the evening. It didn't take a telepath to recognize when Scott was beating himself up about something.<br/><br/>She watched him rummage through the plastic tote and pull out the Angel tree topper they had. She happily took it from his hands and held it in her right hand while she cinched the bottom of her dress tight to her thighs with her left. If she was going to fly up to put it on the tree, she was gonna make sure she didn't flash everyone her undergarments in the process. Rogue kept her thighs closed and her dress taut as she flew up to the top and carefully set Angel on top of the tree. It took only a moment of adjusting before she was satisfied enough to float back down and release the hold on her dress. She stepped back, looking up at the tree before stepping forward again and turning it ever so slightly to hide any damaged needles from view and stepped back again. "Perfect."<br/><br/>Now, it was time for some drinks. "I'm gonna get me some eggnog. And maybe sneak somethin' a little extra. You should try'ta loosen up a bit, sug," she said as she lightly grabbed Scott's arm with her gloved hand for a brief moment before walking away and making her way to the kitchen, completely unaware of who was already in there.<br/><br/>As she walked down the hall, things began to change around her. Her brow furrowed and her stride slowed as she almost cautiously walked down the hall. She checked over her shoulder at the changes behind her, then looked forward again, peering into different rooms that she passed by before she made it to the kitchen to find Jean and Wade. Rogue completely ignored Deadpool as she turned her attention to Jean. "I know all this North Pole stuff is... Somethin'... But there better still be some drinks."