<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>: The War Room, Sub-basement, Xavier Mansion<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: All present<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<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">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/13/21/3a/13213ab37f10f6a884e32418ba79ce2f.jpg)</div></div><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rogue watched as people trickled in and out of the war room; returning Storm’s smile. The weather mutant was a good leader, and she liked fighting by her side. Certainly it helped that they could both fly, but it made them natural enough partners when stuff got rocky. She noticed Cable had stayed for the briefing with Storm’s blessing, and nodded to him in greeting as well as Logan when he entered. The man seemed ornery, but then when wasn’t Logan? When Jean entered, followed by Cyclops, Rogue held her breath for a moment before she realized she was doing it.<em>Well, isn't this one helluva family reunion… </em><br/><br/>She returned Cyclops nod with her own, leaning forward in her chair to rest her elbows on the table. Jean mentioned that this was regarding a young mutant and Rogue perked up, curious. Helping young mutants was just one of the things the X-men did, but it was an important responsibility. Where would she be without those around her who had guided her away from the path she had been walking? It may have taken some time, but eventually the X-men had embraced her as one of their own and she wasn’t taking that for granted. Rogue would have been annoyed that her pool time was interrupted by some mutant that had gotten too big for his breeches, but she always had time to help out some poor kid.<br/><br/>For now though, she waited for Storm to answer Jean’s questions and fill them in, keeping an eye on her teammates. Too many firecrackers and lit matches for her tastes and while she trusted them to behave themselves, boys were going to be boys and she was ready just in case.<br/>