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Aug 19, 2009 02:03

THIS was the fucking life ( Read more... )

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un_gloved August 20 2009, 04:42:42 UTC
"Wow," Rogue murmured, taking in the expanse of old marble in need of a sandblast, the fuzzy sound of Celine Dion bouncing off the vaulted ceilings. The mall-trawlers. Civilization.

First things first.

"Who's got plastic," she said in a tone of voice that brooked an immediate and positive response.

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thedevilhisdue August 20 2009, 05:28:08 UTC
"Visa or Amex?" I ask, flipping through a wallet dat I just happen to have on me before offering it to Rogue. "You look like you could be a Cassandra Beatrice Rose, hein?"

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un_gloved August 20 2009, 05:45:49 UTC
"So long as we're clear that under normal circumstances," she drawled, walking over to him and taking the card between the tips of fingers, "I am firmly against identity theft."

She turned the card over, examining it, before sliding it into the back pocket of the unflattering baggy jeans she'd borrowed from Brodie.

"Despite any evidence t'the contrary."

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thedevilhisdue August 20 2009, 06:39:02 UTC
"I won't tell if you don't, chère," I stage whisper, grinning like a fool. I might not be a fan of de circumstances of our little trip to de mall, but dere's no sense in not making the most out of it. Get a little air dat ain't fresh for once, make time with Rogue, and see if she's right when she says it's not gonna last.

"Dis mean you'll buy me lunch later on? Only fair."

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un_gloved August 20 2009, 06:41:07 UTC
"Sure I will, sugar," she said, starting with purpose out of the florescent lit foyer into the mall proper, "if you reckon you c'n keep up."

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thedevilhisdue August 22 2009, 20:46:26 UTC
"Now dat sounds like a challenge," I laugh, sticking to her side. "You just try losing me." Sure, some of de guys back at de mansion had horror stories of what dis femme could all get up to in a mall, but I can't see it being all dat bad of a way to spend an afternoon. It's Rogue, after all.

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un_gloved August 22 2009, 20:54:56 UTC
"Don't tempt me," she drawled. "I've got a bonafide to-do list, Gambit. It's gonna involve shoes 'n dressin' rooms 'n all kinds o'borin' stuff like that."

Speaking of carrying her bags for her, where was her boyfriend? She glanced over her shoulder at the group.

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