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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 20:15:03 GMT -5
Rogue was in her classroom cleaning things up. The last class had gotten a little messy. Desks and chairs were thrown everywhere and it was a mess. She sighed as she flew over to a desk in the back and put it right easily. Now she knew how her professors ad felt.
She finished up and then walked back to her desk sitting on the edge to wait for the next class. She did enjoy her job. Getting to tech the other Students how to fight, and defend themselves. It was a very important part of their Education. If they were to be X-Men, they were going to need it in life. Even if they didn't, being Mutants they would almost always have a Target on their backs.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 20:42:55 GMT -5
Dream drifted silently into the classroom, and sat down. She liked Rogue - they actually had a lot in common: Rogue couldn't have human contact or she would kill someone, and she couldn't have human contact (at least emotionally) or she would die. They had a special bond - they had gotten to know each other, both being in the X-Men together.
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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 20:45:02 GMT -5
"Hai Dream." Said Rogue form her position on the Desk. So there was one person in her next class. Now she had to just wait for the rest of the class. She wondered how Dream would do with the Combat. She did have quite the powers.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 20:54:13 GMT -5
Dream was secretly dreading this class. She wasn't good at defense at all. Her power was gentle - revealing hidden truths. She had never used her powers of illusion to scare someone else - and that's all she could do, scare, not really hurt, making this class even worse, except for twice, and once had been the night of the party. What HAD come over her?
"Can I just sit in the fireplace for class? I'd rather just watch..."
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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 20:58:35 GMT -5
Rogue gave the girl who looked younger then her pityingly. She said younger because she was probably so much older then her, but shook her head. "Ah'm Sarry Hon. But no, ya can't." She said sadly. Dream would really need this class.
Not to mention she dind't approve of her sitting in the fireplace during class. She was going to up hold that rule. Everyone, when not fighting, was to be seated at their desk. No exception. It could be really distracting, something she knew from her days, and this class was important.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 21:03:06 GMT -5
"Do you want me to?" Dream asked, seeing the look in Rogue's eyes. Part of their special bond was something...that Dream did for her on occasion. In an instant the gloves appeared to be off of Rogue's hands. "Go ahead, touch me." Said Dream with a smile. It wasn't real of course. The gloves were still there in reality, but it would seem to Rogue as if her skin were touching Dreams.
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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 21:06:53 GMT -5
"Want ya to what?" Asked Rogue confused. What was she talking about? Did she mean did she want her to sit in the Fire? Because no she ddin't, she thought she had made that clear when she said she couldn't. Then she noticed Dream was messing with her head. She saw her gloves gone, but knew in the back of her mind that they were still there.
She shook her head. "No Ah don't. Stop Dream." Said Rogue giving a stern look. She didn't want to start this, not when class was about to start. It was like teasing, and it always made it worse later.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 21:11:25 GMT -5
"Sorry" said Dream. And the gloves faded back. "I was just...trying to give you a gift." She smiled. That seemed to be her job - and she liked it, it was who she was. Giving the gift of a Dream.
"It's weird being in class. I never know what to say. Sometimes I feel like all the other students want something from me. It's not that I don't want to share my power with them... I do. But I feel like, I'm either a magic genie, or in danger of getting my heart broken. I...I just don't like being around the other students. THe X-men....most of them...at least you, and Jean, and Professor X...understand me."
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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 21:15:31 GMT -5
"It's Fine." Twanged Rogue and sighed looking down at her hands. Even the sensation of having them off had been nice. While it had lasted, now she felt robbed. Like the fresh air should be allowed to wash over her hands all the time. Like she should be allowed to walk around in shorts and a tank top, and not have to worry. She sighed and closed her eyes as she listened to Dream.
She listened and nodded slightly. She knew that Dream had a hard time. But she was just going to have to decide. Live with not getting near anyone and just costing through, like she did. Or get out there and take a few risks. It was all she could tell her. And she knew for a fact that barely anyone around the Mansion wanted to use her. So she didn't see any need for that worry.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 21:29:45 GMT -5
"I'm afraid Rogue. The new students - Zombie - she wants to hurt me..."
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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 21:33:37 GMT -5
Rogue shook her head smiling slightly. "I highly doubt that. She can be very... eccentric, but she is a nice girl." She said... well... she was eccentric anyways. Not to mention she was one of the best fighters she had. Her and Door, they were a good team. Bother raised on the streets, they had skill.
"Your fine." Said Rogue waving off her worries. Dream had no need to be afraid, Zombie was a good kid. And if she was going to do anything, she wouldn't do anything major. She knew Death, she wouldn't bring it on someone.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 21:37:52 GMT -5
"She can't kill me" said Dream reading Rogue's thoughts. "But she wants revenge. Door warned me. She told me that's all she thinks about - and she wants it on me."
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Post by roguexscene on Feb 7, 2009 21:43:41 GMT -5
"What did ya do?" Asked Rogue shocked. Zombie was the kind who would only act if provoked. So Dream must have done something. Sh would have to talk to Zombie soon, see what she had to say. She was also shocked by who had told Dream that. She had thought Door and Zombie were close friends. Why would Door do something.
She shook her head slightly. Such Drama in this school, it was so childish sometimes. She would have to talk to Door as well. Not somehting sh enjoyed. She didn't want to always be the referee. But it seemed like she was always fixing things.
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Post by Dream on Feb 7, 2009 21:48:10 GMT -5
"I...I was hiding in the fireplace. Zombie started talking to me - she wouldn't leave me alone. I got scared. I made a dog appear and start barking...just trying to get her to leave. She got really angry. Grabbed me out of the fire. I make the fire expand - make it seem like the hall was burning to get her to leave. She wouldn't. She was angry that I was "controlling the soul" of the dog. She didn't understand.
Door is...nice" Dream said. "She said Zombie's scaring her too. This is rediculous. I don't know why Prof. X insisted I take classes. I don't fit in here."
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Post by Door on Feb 7, 2009 21:54:09 GMT -5
Door wandered in just in time to hear Dream's last comments. "It's true Professor Rogue" she said in her smooth British accent. "Zombie's scaring me. We...we have a lot in common, but there are certain things I would never do. Dream can take care of herself, but to provoke her to create such a drastic illusion. Zombie just doesn't know her boundaries. She needs to stop being so revenge happy, and learn that mutants need to be respected. We are powerful beings after all. I hate to think what would happen if Professor Grey got on her bad side, and she decided to "get even." Phoenix.... the Phoenix force...well, it's not something to be messed with."
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