[After her somewhat unorthodox
introduction to Luceti, Rogue doesn't need a map or directions to get to get around town. What she does need are some clothes that fit. She's got Vash's boots and belt wrapped around her waist twice to keep his pants on - the shirt is just as baggy, but you can't see it over the buttoned up coat of one Nicholas D.
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There's something familiar about him too- something she easily chalks up to Vash's memories. She doesn't try to pull the psyche forward to find out more, since she'd rather the whole world not know about her powers just yet and she's not the best actor. There's no sense of danger, though, and she relaxes just enough to meet his stare.] Yeah? Can I help you with something?
[The tone: snarky. The accent: drawl.]
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Do I look like a sign post to you? Unless it's help wiping that goofy look off your face, I don't know what you need me for.
[She pops the collar on her coat. Because she is badass like that. And also cold.]
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NO! Uh, I meant to say that I need help...helping you. Which means, uh, do YOU need help? Because I can totally help, if you were in need of help.
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Ya can't even untangle what you're saying, and you want to help me.
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No. Wait....
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Are you tryin' ta ask me out on a date?
[And what's with his strange emphasis on touching?]
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[She's flattered. And bitter. And hella confused.]
Do you always ask out random girls walking down the street? I could be a psycho for all you know.
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How do you know who I am?
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Recognized me how.
[It's possible he knows her from the news reels... and if that's the case, it shouldn't be hard for him to say. And it also wouldn't explain why he was--
unless he just wants to get with a freak--
--asking her out.]
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