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riverviewlogs2018-05-10 11:04 pm
backwaterbelle) wrote in riverviewlogs2018-05-10 11:04 pm
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I will burn your kingdom down...
who: Remy & Rogue
what: Sickness and feels. Rogue's recovering and it's comatimes for Cajun.
when: Mid May.
where: Remy's floor/bunk in communal housing.
warnings: Sickness talk. Possible language.
The nanites had hit Rogue slow and steady from the beginning, the symptoms manifesting much like the flu mixed with Terrigen mist poisoning, which was something the mutant had managed to live with for quite sometime back home before they were able to develop a cure of sorts. Hell, she couldn't really tell if she were on the mend or getting worse, but many others were falling severely ill at alarming rates.
With super soldiers and gods falling victim to what seem to be a mix of magic and tiny tech that appears to be affecting everyone differently, she's terribly worried for her people. The most important of those people will always be Remy. No matter what level of complication or non-romance they were at, Rogue would love and look after him as best she could. She had his back to the end. Why else would she wear a ridiculous looking
sterile face mask when she visited the other mutant?
To avoid unnecessarily contaminating internal surfaces in the communal housing areas, she arrived via flying up to their outdoor area and carefully walked inside, peering around for Remy, checking the kitchen first before heading towards his bunk. She came with a bag of supplies to actually doctor him should the need arise, but she hoped for this to merely be a social visit where she could attempt to lift his spirits a bit regardless.]
what: Sickness and feels. Rogue's recovering and it's comatimes for Cajun.
when: Mid May.
where: Remy's floor/bunk in communal housing.
warnings: Sickness talk. Possible language.
The nanites had hit Rogue slow and steady from the beginning, the symptoms manifesting much like the flu mixed with Terrigen mist poisoning, which was something the mutant had managed to live with for quite sometime back home before they were able to develop a cure of sorts. Hell, she couldn't really tell if she were on the mend or getting worse, but many others were falling severely ill at alarming rates.
With super soldiers and gods falling victim to what seem to be a mix of magic and tiny tech that appears to be affecting everyone differently, she's terribly worried for her people. The most important of those people will always be Remy. No matter what level of complication or non-romance they were at, Rogue would love and look after him as best she could. She had his back to the end. Why else would she wear a ridiculous looking
sterile face mask when she visited the other mutant?
To avoid unnecessarily contaminating internal surfaces in the communal housing areas, she arrived via flying up to their outdoor area and carefully walked inside, peering around for Remy, checking the kitchen first before heading towards his bunk. She came with a bag of supplies to actually doctor him should the need arise, but she hoped for this to merely be a social visit where she could attempt to lift his spirits a bit regardless.]
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...and then saying that. A frown creased his brow as he shook his head, or at least made an effort to. The muscles didn't seem to want to respond to his urging. "Don't...don't..." say things like that, he wanted to finish, but the words wouldn't come. His mouth felt like sandpaper, and his mind just as coarse.
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He started to protest and she shook her head. They both would sacrifice themselves to save the other at this point she's certain, but she'd prefer for the situation to not reach such levels. Without getting caught in her thoughts, Rogue closed the distance and pressed her lips to his, the mask she wore providing a barrier. It's every bit as emotional as she expected, her eyes closing as she failed to fight back tears. Maybe she shouldn't have done it, but given the circumstances and her heart, it felt right.