Ten years or one month ago, depending on the observed timeline, he was significantly more tolerable. [ Also, Severus's friend. He refuses to be hurt about it so instead he's pissed off while trying to feel nothing. Going gr8. ] It's a definite loss for the community here. Are you settling in all right?
[ Normally Severus would just cold-open with 'come try this thing out', but people keep skipping decades and so he's going to approach with caution first. ]
i know i'm probably the last person you want to hear from, but do you have any idea why john thinks i should be mad at him? he said something about a "revenge stunt" and that i should come and talk to you.
[When Rogue returns to her place she will find a large, wrapped gift-basket waiting on her doorstep.
In addition to a slew of dick-related items like a Little Book of Big Penis and tiny dick straws and even a novelty dick-shaped stress squeeze ball in the basket, there's also a decently sized box of condoms, a bottle of lube, and a disposable camera (For those "wish you were here--wait no I don't" pictures, is written on the outside in black sharpie.) Chocolate body paint. A bottle of vodka. The basket is full of all kinds of goodies, both practical and whimsical in nature, enough to keep her busy for a month, or a couple weeks if she's industrious enough.
At the front of it is a vivid red card, the message scrawled in black ink:]
Congratulations on the revenge sex! Enjoy the treats--with a move like that you absolutely earned them!
[He still doesn't know what to say when he just... wants to see Rogue. It goes fine, mostly, a lot of the time, but it tends to just happen. When the urge comes out of nowhere, he still doesn't feel comfortable enough to just ask if she wants to hang out. They're in a weird place, which is probably to be expected, but the inevitability doesn't make it any easier.]
hey on break at work doing anything tonight?
[What'll he even offer to do? He doesn't know. But for some reason, he does get the urge to see her sometimes. So he'll come up with something.]
[unexpected. sometimes though, she wants to see him too. he's a link to her old life and ironically, is the best part of that old life that's still around. sometimes she catches herself thinking about the beach. mostly every time she sees a penis straw.
she doesn't like to think about it. as much as she does.] I had a cup of tea and a book with my name on it. got a better offer?
[It's probably best not to worry about how Sheva found out where the younger woman lived, but one afternoon when she knows Rogue's home, there will be a knock at her door.
Sheva herself timed the visit for after a training session, this way she's dressed casually in workout leggings, boots, and a black, zip up hoodie. Her long hair's up in french braided pigtails that have been mussed a bit from sparring. A gym bag is slung over her shoulder, likely holding her clothes from earlier and her sneakers. The faint smell of gun powder stems from it too.
There's absolutely no aggression in her stance, and she's holding an envelope in the hand not resting on her bag. She's here to make peace, or at least apologize properly.]
[The knock at the door is a surprise, and Rogue puts down her book, turns down the music, and approaches it.
The second she opens the door, she's about to slam it shut again, before she reminds herself that she's better than that. That she's supposed to be polite. That's how her mother raised her, and that's how she was going to be, even if Sheva was probably the last person on earth she wanted to see right now.]
What do you want?
[So it wasn't that polite of her. But she was at least trying.]
(The strangest thing was that Eddie kept feeling blank. For someone as emotional as he was, it was a shock to his system. Of course there were bright flaring moments where he was livid or upset, but mostly, he just felt like someone had snipped a vital part from his body and let him float, float all the way to the top of the universe. Like a balloon.
He thinks maybe it's because he hasn't spoken to his friends in a while now. He thinks it's because he's never felt disjointed from them before, and is only now just realizing how tethered together their souls actually were.
When he calls Rogue, Eddie sounds unlike anything he's ever sounded like before. He sounds quiet, his voice is remarkably flat, and there's just something not quite right.)
Do you think there's some things that can't be fixed?
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Date: 2014-08-12 11:56 pm (UTC)[ Normally Severus would just cold-open with 'come try this thing out', but people keep skipping decades and so he's going to approach with caution first. ]
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Date: 2014-08-13 12:28 am (UTC)Significantly. I threw a bathrobe and gloves next to my pod, which made it a whole lot easier with the whole no touching thing.
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Date: 2014-08-13 12:48 am (UTC)I always thought they should keep the towels closer.
I'd like you to try something I've made, if you're still interested.
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Date: 2014-12-22 01:42 pm (UTC)[ ooc is backdating okay? if not this can be more recent, my hiatus really destroyed my momentum augh ]
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Date: 2014-12-22 03:30 pm (UTC)I know. Just tell me when and where, and I'll be there.
[ooc: backdating is good! I have an infirmary post open, unless you have another thought]
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Date: 2014-12-23 04:44 am (UTC)Presently, if that's all right.
[ ooc I can hit that up! ]
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Date: 2015-09-28 01:43 am (UTC)rogue, have you met bobby yet?
there's something you should know
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Date: 2015-09-28 05:22 pm (UTC)you probably think this is hilarious.
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Date: 2015-10-12 12:40 am (UTC)he's gotta know by now and he's not saying anything to me
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Date: 2015-10-12 12:44 am (UTC)Except Kitty... Which, for the record, was only technically once. The other time was holding hands and telling.
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Date: 2015-10-12 06:25 pm (UTC)i know i'm probably the last person you want to hear from, but do you have any idea why john thinks i should be mad at him? he said something about a "revenge stunt" and that i should come and talk to you.
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Date: 2015-10-12 07:15 pm (UTC)[but she'd already told Kitty... so...]
I slept with him.
[welp cats out of the bag. Hope you're happy John.]
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Date: 2015-10-24 07:26 pm (UTC)In addition to a slew of dick-related items like a Little Book of Big Penis and tiny dick straws and even a novelty dick-shaped stress squeeze ball in the basket, there's also a decently sized box of condoms, a bottle of lube, and a disposable camera (For those "wish you were here--wait no I don't" pictures, is written on the outside in black sharpie.) Chocolate body paint. A bottle of vodka. The basket is full of all kinds of goodies, both practical and whimsical in nature, enough to keep her busy for a month, or a couple weeks if she's industrious enough.
At the front of it is a vivid red card, the message scrawled in black ink:]
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Date: 2015-11-16 08:27 pm (UTC)hey
on break at work
doing anything tonight?
[What'll he even offer to do? He doesn't know. But for some reason, he does get the urge to see her sometimes. So he'll come up with something.]
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Date: 2015-11-16 10:32 pm (UTC)she doesn't like to think about it. as much as she does.]
I had a cup of tea and a book with my name on it. got a better offer?
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Date: 2016-01-10 05:40 pm (UTC)Sheva herself timed the visit for after a training session, this way she's dressed casually in workout leggings, boots, and a black, zip up hoodie. Her long hair's up in french braided pigtails that have been mussed a bit from sparring. A gym bag is slung over her shoulder, likely holding her clothes from earlier and her sneakers. The faint smell of gun powder stems from it too.
There's absolutely no aggression in her stance, and she's holding an envelope in the hand not resting on her bag. She's here to make peace, or at least apologize properly.]
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Date: 2016-01-10 05:50 pm (UTC)The second she opens the door, she's about to slam it shut again, before she reminds herself that she's better than that. That she's supposed to be polite. That's how her mother raised her, and that's how she was going to be, even if Sheva was probably the last person on earth she wanted to see right now.]
What do you want?
[So it wasn't that polite of her. But she was at least trying.]
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Date: 2016-03-17 02:38 am (UTC)[ There's a pause on Zoe's end because she really hates doing this to Rogue after other people have already left her. ]
I'm sorry. Hope I get to hear from you before I go.
[ And then she hangs up, not really knowing what else to say. ]
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Date: 2016-03-17 03:44 pm (UTC)Hey- I, ah, got your message...?
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Date: 2017-12-23 05:11 pm (UTC)He thinks maybe it's because he hasn't spoken to his friends in a while now. He thinks it's because he's never felt disjointed from them before, and is only now just realizing how tethered together their souls actually were.
When he calls Rogue, Eddie sounds unlike anything he's ever sounded like before. He sounds quiet, his voice is remarkably flat, and there's just something not quite right.)
Do you think there's some things that can't be fixed?
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Date: 2017-12-24 04:16 am (UTC)[She answers properly anyway, even knowing it's Eddie. When he speaks, she has to double-check to make sure that yeah, it's him.
Something is really. Really. Wrong.
Concern clouds her voice:] What makes you say that, Eddie?
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