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rogue. ([personal profile] theycalledmeacurse) wrote in [community profile] station722018-01-23 12:27 am

[ closed ] what if cinderella had to save herself?

CHARACTERS: Avior: Rogue, Bakugo, Peter, Joshua, Elliot, Kate
WHERE: The Red Coast (Barracks)
WHEN: Early Day :038
SUMMARY: Rogue sends out an FYI to her broodmates.
WARNINGS: Talk of violence/injuries; will update as needed.



[ It's early. The sun's barely come into the sky, but she's been up for hours, sleep an elusive creature thanks to the pain in her neck and the fear of what form her nightmares would take after the previous night's events. She's been working hard to keep her shields up, wanting to be sure her broodmates wouldn't be disturbed by the emotional aftermath of the ordeal, but it hasn't been easy and—

They need to know. It feels right to tell them, a roundabout way of taking care of them by warning them of her state, and she doesn't have the strength to question it right then. So instead she opens her mind a little, reaching out to all of them slowly, making sure she has a hold on each of those threads before gently sending along the message from where she sits curled up in a corner of one of their small buildings. Her smooth southern drawl comes through even in her mental voice. ]


( I'm sorry to bother you all so early, but something happened last night I think you should all know about. I had— a physical altercation with Bucky, and I'm a bit worse for wear from it. I'm gonna try and keep it to myself as much as I can, but I thought you should know in case I slip up. )

[ And then, to Kate specifically— ]

( It's nice to have you with us, by the way, sugar. I'm awful sorry we have to meet like this, though. )
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[personal profile] stilettoes 2018-01-29 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ the mindlink makes it far easier to explain the rules, and easier to lay out a game when the tools aren't at your immediate physical disposal. he knows it won't completely assuage her thoughts on the situation entirely, but they could all perhaps use a distract of some kind. stepping into one of their designated buildings is like breaking the water's surface. he's pulling the topmost veils piece by piece as he finally approaches her, the sound of decks riffling gradually dying down as he spots her and leans into her space slightly.

he speaks with her through the link quietly, letting the room resonate in its own pale dawn hush ]


( Have you slept at all? Or just a particularly early riser? )

[ he seats himself beside her, folding a leg beneath himself as he shrugs off the mantle of scarves some more. ]