Sunday Meme; part ten

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What Happens in Vegas,
Stays in Vegas

➣ comment with your characters name
➣ someone will tag back with their character
➣ you've woke up in Vegas, married to each other!
➣ omg.wtf.aaaah or omg.wtf.why did we do that? go with it and have fun!
➣ complete the circle of insanity and tag others
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DO NOT:
✖ start wank
✖ be a douche
✖ get annoyed at

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Rogue

[marauding_miss]

Re: Rogue

[carlyslecopycat]

Vanessa woke from the sound of a vacuum cleaner somewhere next door. Her head was aching and it took a few moments for her to even remember where-and who-she was. When she tried to stretch she found herself wrapped up tight in a sheet and struggled to free herself.

There was an arm wrapped around her. Why was there an arm wrapped around her?

When she finally managed to sit up she realized two things. Her skin had a normal tone. And there was a ring on her finger. Not any finger. That finger. And she was in Vegas.

"Oh shit."

Slowly she turned around to see who was lying next to her.

"What the..."

[marauding_miss]

It was the pulling that woke Rogue, making her mumble slightly. She wasn't exactly used to sharing a bed, but it wasn't the first time Ric would've spent the night with her for some-

Okay, not Ric. "...hell's goini on?"

At least she figured they were on the same wavelength. Shifting in the bed herself, Rogue let the sheets fall away, comforted at least to be wearing shorts and a cami top. "Where in tarnation are we?"

[carlyslecopycat]

All she could remember was having a lot of fun downstairs in the casino and there were those very delicious cocktails... Well, at least that would remember why she didn't remember anything that could have lead to hher getting... Maybe she had just won a ring somewhere? Yes, maybe that was it.

"We're in Vegas, that's all I know."

Vanessa sat up and took in her surroundings, her shoes were on top of the TV, there was a veil hanging from a chair, over there was a jacket, another veil and some more shoes, All in all it looked like... Hold on.

"Veils? This can't be... can it?"

[marauding_miss]

"Ah dunno 'bout that, but this kinda makes me think we dun and got hitched, sugah." Rogue picked up the wedding dress from the floor, turning towards Vanessa. Wow, they really did, because there was another ring, on the floor, just by the bed.

"Damn, looks like mine didn't fit, Ness." It was marginally too big it seemed. "Y' think there's a reason we ain't more freaked out by this?"

Frankly, Rogue just felt it was some big funny joke.

[carlyslecopycat]

"It does seem like we did." On the floor right next to the bed was a sheet of paper that looked like it was a certificate. There was an empty bottle of champagne in theat plant over there, too.

Looking at her hand and the band again she tried to remember something, anything. It probably seemed like a good idea at that time and she shrugged it off.

"Well, if we go and get hitched we should have at least tried to get you a ring that fits." She laughed and massaged her temples. "I don't know, I've killed people for a living, getting hitched in Vegas is infinitesimal compared to that."

It might have been a different story if it had been someone she didn't get along with. But like that? It wasn't a big deal at all.

[marauding_miss]

Getting drunk and getting married to a woman -who happened to be blue, there was something Freudian in that, didn't really seem like such a big deal to Rogue either. "Y' know, we probably didn't even care," considering the mess of their room, it seemed unlikely they were in any fit state to consider something like ring sizes.

Flopping back on the bed, leaving the wedding dress on the floor, Rogue giggled slightly. "Y' know Ah've got two moms, and they're international terrorists. This is errin' on the side of normal really."

Had it been Wade, or even if it had been another of the girls, Rogue probably wouldn't have been so calm, but hey, Vanessa was pretty cool. So whatever, they got married. "Ah dunno if this is legal though. Ah mean, it looks legal," what with the certificate and all, "but who the heck knows."

[carlyslecopycat]

"Guess we didn't. I can't remember anything after the slot machines, to be honest..." She knew that she had wanted to try her hands at Black Jack, but that was all.

"It really is, from that perspective. Do you think we got pictures taken? I sort of hope we got hitched by Elvis or something like that." To make the Vegas experience complete, so to speak.

Since she wasn't particularly worried about the legal aspects, especially not so soon after waking up, she reached for a menu on the nightstand. "Breakfast sound good? I'm starving... Hey, they have a honeymoon special." She giggled and held it out to Rogue. She loved room service.