Most times - I miss the voice that goes unheard

[apennyworth]

Alfred Pennyworth is out and about. He is dressed impeccably for a day out in the cold, and he is attempting to do some shopping. There's nothing essential to buy, at the moment, merely various things for projects he has waiting back at the hotel

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[ohboythepipes]

Danny is a creeper. He is not going to say anything to Rogue while he watches her struggle. He's just going to stand in the doorway and watch her in her struggle. Wanderers are funny.

He's just going to stand there and watch, smiling and raising his eyebrow as he watches her, wondering how long it will take her to pull herself free. If she notices him, he might offer his help. Maybe. Danny can be an ass. The narration apologizes for that in advance.

[touchme_n_die]

Rogue's perception skills are not the best even when she's at her best. It's going to take her a while to figure out she's being watched.

Yanking at the blanket hard, she manages to finally yank it away from her pants. Sort of. She rips the blanket in half.

Sighing heavily, she works her way into a sitting position and crosses her legs, the half-blanket still stuck to the left side of her body.

Out of the corner of her eye, she notices Danny and looks directly at him. Enjoying the show, she thinks. She's irritated, but it's directed at herself. Trying very hard to school her face into an expression that does not say 'You just caught me wrestling with myself and a blanket', she smiles. ...So awkward, Rogue.

"Been there a while?"

[ohboythepipes]

Danny raises an eyebrow at her when she asks that question. He's incapable of holding back amusement at this point though he does finally walk out of the doorway to admire her handiwork from close up. He may have snorted laughter when the blanket ripped in half.

"Who me?" He points to himself and looks around dramatically as if there's anyone else that she could possibly be talking to in this room. "It depends on your definition of a while. But yeah, guess by most definitions you might say so. Thought about helpin' but I had faith you could get out of it on your own. And I was half right."

Danny picks up the other half.

"I'm sure there are a lot of half people out there who'd appreciate a blanket like this."

[touchme_n_die]

Rogue has never quite been able to do the single eyebrow arch, so both go shooting up onto her forehead at the snorting laughter.

"Yeah, you," she remarks. "I'll keep that bit of faith close to my heart, then. Take it out on a cloudy day."

There is not a facepalm when he says he was half right, but it's a near thing.

She runs a hand through her hair and watches him pick up the other half. Her eyes close and she laughs, in spite of herself. "If I can ever get this other half free, there'll be even more to appreciate."

Her mood lifted a bit, because she is able to laugh at herself. And...well. It's a good situation to laugh at herself. "I'm Rogue. You got a name?"

[ohboythepipes]

Danny just smirks at her when she sends him that remark.

"As long as it keeps ya dry or ya know reminds you that the sun'll come right back out," he says as he tosses the half blanket to the side and kneels in front of her examining the blanket/buckle thoughtfully.

He shrugs his shoulders at her.

"Yeah, I got a name." Apparently that doesn't mean he'll just give it to her. He's just being difficult because he can. "I got a knife. A small one. It could cut you free. If nothing else, you'll travel around forever always with the ability to get yourself half warm."

[touchme_n_die]

The smirk and the comment make her laugh again. "You break out into song, I'm gonna be worried."

Rogue doesn't move when he kneels down, only watches, curious. She's always very aware of anyone getting anywhere near her, and while it doesn't upset her, she's careful.

And...he didn't tell her his name! Rogue tilts her head to the side, studying his face. Secrecy is something she's accustomed to, certainly. She wonders if it's actual secrecy or if he's teasing or if she's over-thinking and should roll her eyes. The eye roll impulse wins, but it's followed by a grin.

"I'd appreciate it." All of her skin is covered, aside from her face, so there are no worries there. She's all for being cut free. "As nice as the convenient warming aspect is, I'd likely end up tripping on it and taking out a sidewalk full of innocent people."

She can see this playing out in her head, like an old black and white Stooges show.

[ohboythepipes]

"What? Something like don't worry, be happy?" Danny is not going to sing because he doesn't sing.

He's a tough archangel. Don't let his short stature fool ya, he is a big tough dude on the inside and out.

He's teasing, and he smiles a bit when he sees her roll her eyes like that, and then he takes out his pocket knife.

"And I'm an archangel so I'm all about saving innocent people and kicking ass as much as it might be hilarious to watch you tripping all over the place like that," Danny says and then sends her a half-firm, half-scolding look. "Don't move too much, okay? Just gonna cut you lose."

Danny leans in with the pocket knife and cuts the blanket free of the buckle and then leans back again with a pleased look on his face like it makes him so good that he was able to free her.

"You're finally free. What's the first thing you'll do? Take a trip to Disneyland?"

[touchme_n_die]

Oh, well now you get a snickering Rogue, Danny. "Goodness, I hope not. Go for some AC/DC, at least."

Rogue knows better than to judge anyone by their height, appearance, gender, or mutation. Ohhhh yes.

She stays still as he cuts her free, watching and listening. At the half-firm, half-scolding look, she beams. "I'm all about saving folks and kicking ass, too, but I ain't even close to being an angel. Or...archangel, though I gotta confess, I don't know the difference, really."

She is deliberately ignoring the tripping and the potential hilarity comment. It's possible she can envision that, too. All. Too. Easily.

"As for what I'm gonna do..." Rogue pretends to give it some thought. "I'll say 'thank you kindly'." She grins. "And then, I'll likely go get another blanket and try and snuggle with that one."

[ohboythepipes]

"AC/DC would be a lot better," Danny agrees though he really only listens to music when he's training or kicking ass... which is something he's doing all the time. Sha zam.

Apparently he is all about the music though he'd be hard pressed to admit it.

He'd be surprised that she's all about kicking ass cause she doesn't look like a warrior but... neither does he, and she's a wanderer so there's no telling what she's capable of. "Nah, you're a wanderer which means you're a mystery. And possibly more powerful than us all. Never can tell what you're gonna get with a wanderer. Archangels though? Can't tell the difference by looks but they tend to be focused on kicking ass, sometimes focused on bein' a good little soldier but I ain't ever been good at takin orders."

It's too bad that she doesn't comment on it because then he could have teased her/been an ass about it some more! Alas.

Danny actually snorts at her answer. "You're not one easily discouraged, huh?" He can admire that. "Just don't expect me to be cuttin' you free again."

[touchme_n_die]

Rogue is pleased that the nameless man agrees with her musical taste. No real reason she's pleased, she just is.

She listens to him, a little laugh escaping at the thought of her being a mystery. "I'm no mystery, nameless helper guy. I'm just a mutant." She thinks archangels sound pretty darned cool, to be honest. "Takin' orders ain't really my cup of tea, either. I know how to and all, I just don't really cotton to it all that well."

When he snorts, she grins. "Oh, don't worry. I'll switch my pants before I cuddle up with another blanket, but no...I'm never easily discouraged." She thinks for a moment. "I'm like...one of those mean lil' hamsters. You know, it bites your finger and you try shakin' it off, but darned if it'll let go?"

She saw it on America's Funniest Home Videos.

"Which means...I'm gonna keep tryin' to find out your name." There's a sunny smile for you, now.

[ohboythepipes]

"A mutant? What the fuck's a mutant?" Danny has heard of a lot of things in his twenty seven years but this is new. "Yeah, never cotton- cotton?" He snorts in disbelief and shakes his head at her. "Who the hell says somethin' like that? Don't cotton to it well."

And then he's going to ... at her for a moment because of all the possible descriptions why go with the hamster? It's enough to make him laugh even if he doesn't get it. At all.

"So you're a determined hamster. Got it. I'll just call you Hamster from now on and you can go on callin' me nameless helper guy."

Danny holds his hands out, pocketing the knife and standing up. "Well. I'll make it easy for you. It's Rumpelstiltskin. Now you don't gotta worry about me stealing your future child."

[touchme_n_die]

Rogue laughs. There's really no way not to. "A mutant is...well. Technically, it's an evolved human." She scrunches up her face at the word evolved. She doesn't like it, doesn't like to use it. She wishes she'd paid better attention to Scott and Jean and the Professor; she'd know fancier ways of putting it that didn't make her sound like...her mother or Erik. "And, what in tarnation is wrong with cotton?"

She'd likely be a bit put-out now, but he's laughing, so she manages to stay somewhat cheerful. "It won't be the worst I've been called. I can live with Hamster."

Her face schools itself the most serious expression in her arsenal of expressions. Brows draw together and her eyes sharpen in thought. "I know you ain't Rumpelstiltskin. I've met him. He has higher cheekbones."

She hasn't met Rumpelstiltskin.

[ohboythepipes]

"That's real... vague," Danny says in response but then shakes his head cause he really doesn't care. He won't see her as a mutant if anything he'll see her as a wanderer which means that anything is possible.

And then he's laughing again. "Tarnation? Hell, Hamster, you're really southern, aren't ya?"

The narration apologizes. It's likely not going to be something that he calls her for the rest of forever. Maybe.

He wonders if he should ask what's something worse she's been called but then that's a line of conversation he never wants to go down. There's a pretty painful list of names that he has been called, too, traveling all the way back to a miserable school life. He will avoid.

Danny smirks at her. "Oh, you've met him, huh? And what other famous fictional characters have you met?" So ya know, he can be the one she hasn't. Who knows why he has to be so difficult.

[touchme_n_die]

She merely rolls her eyes and smiles brighter. Vague is better than that didn't make a heap of sense, girl!

"I'm from Mississippi, Nameless! Of course I'm southern." It doesn't matter how many years Rogue lives in the northern states. She's always going to be a Southern Belle. ...What was it Jessica Rabbit said once? Oh yes. She's just drawn that way.

Ahem.

Danny's smirk is countered with a nod and a pose. She doesn't mean to pose. Honestly. It's just a superhero thing. She doesn't even realize she's doing it most of the time. "Now, that's a silly question," she says, genuinely baffled and amused. "How on earth could someone meet a fictional character?" She shakes her head, laughing.