<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/XMenAvatarRogue04.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Code Name</strong>: Rogue<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Anna Marie<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Pool<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Gambit<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes - which means lots of skin!<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/fIB83dU.jpg)</div></div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rogue laughed when he countered her saying. He was one of the few who could give them right back to her in his own bayou flavor. It was just another small thing they shared between the two of them; a sort of intimacy when such things were rare. Smiling at Gambit the woman pondered if she should try to kiss him, just for a moment. Surely she could block her powers for a few seconds… She just had to concentrate on her energy, like the Professor taught her, and force it down and away from the surface.<br/><br/>Before she could try, she heard a voice call out to them and looked around, slightly startled. Her ambitious and risky plan immediately embarrassed her and she was glad someone had come along before she had tried something stupid. Being alone with Gambit was dangerous; he was talented at getting right past her carefully placed defenses with a smile or sweet words. With a wave, she recognized Sean as he approached them, looking casual in jeans and a shirt. Despite Remy’s distaste for Banshee, Rogue liked the older man. She wasn’t getting involved in their squabble; boys will be boys after all.<br/><br/>Gambit returned his greeting with a smile, and Rogue felt a smidge better. Maybe she was jumping to conclusions about the men. “Ah don’t think yer gonna have an easy time swimmin’ in that getup,” she teased, noticing that Sean wasn’t exactly dressed for the pool.  She gestured to an empty chair next to them in invitation if he wanted. If the man was just walking by, she wasn’t going to keep him, but she wasn’t going to shoo him away either if he wanted company. It wasn’t good to be alone after what they’d all just been through. Rogue firmly believed you needed friends by your side to get through those rough patches, and Sean seemed to have difficulty in that regard.<br/><br/>“The Cajun and Ah were jus’ talkin’ about how danged hot it is, and yer walkin’ around in jeans,” she teased good naturedly as she sat up a bit straighter. Glancing at Remy she tried to gage his mood.<br/>