[Some days Rogue finds it offsetting at just how easily she slips in to life here. She's had her first part-time job- jobs even- and has earned money from them. More than what she really knows what to do with, but it gives her that sense of pride. She has been good though, making certain always to cover up because accidentally using her abilities is the last thing on her mind.
Yet she always needs gloves. Gloves, gloves and more gloves. There is an inkling of an idea within her, although Rogue hasn't gotten the courage up yet to ask after it, but rather deems it appropriate to always have a supply on hand for now. A few pairs have been lost during various exploits, and like socks from a dryer, Rogue is starting to have her own collection of singles.
She's learned the region a little. It's hustle and bustle, but nothing that she needs to worry about. In the store and out, and the vendor might think her crazy given the six pairs that she buys, but what does she care. She's planning then on heading back, maybe browsing as she goes, and her eyes are everywhere, taking in everything.
It's how she finds him to begin with. Rogue's gaze keeps going, right past him, before pausing, and returning. He's a little ways off, but that's more her disadvantage than his own. Nose crinkling in thought, she turns her path to intersect his, cocking her head slightly.]
ii. Kauto (R1) Exploring
Yet she always needs gloves. Gloves, gloves and more gloves. There is an inkling of an idea within her, although Rogue hasn't gotten the courage up yet to ask after it, but rather deems it appropriate to always have a supply on hand for now. A few pairs have been lost during various exploits, and like socks from a dryer, Rogue is starting to have her own collection of singles.
She's learned the region a little. It's hustle and bustle, but nothing that she needs to worry about. In the store and out, and the vendor might think her crazy given the six pairs that she buys, but what does she care. She's planning then on heading back, maybe browsing as she goes, and her eyes are everywhere, taking in everything.
It's how she finds him to begin with. Rogue's gaze keeps going, right past him, before pausing, and returning. He's a little ways off, but that's more her disadvantage than his own. Nose crinkling in thought, she turns her path to intersect his, cocking her head slightly.]
What happened to you?