[ Action, Voice ] King of Clubs
[About 9am this morning, a shriek roused any other late-sleepers in house DC/Marvel/Montgomery.
Well. That just. Figures.
If anyone hazards coming into Rogue's room post-scream, they'll find her sitting on the floor in front of her full length mirror, laughing. Because it just. Figures.
It actually doesn't bother her at all to be seen this way - what bothers her is not knowing if her powers still work or not like this. The psyches feel muted, but not as cut off as they feel in the tunnels. So she's out stumbling around - walking straight on these feet, how does he even? - and BAMFING from rooftop to rooftop. Perhaps she's on yours, or you catch her doing a half-walk, half-scamper as she tries not to fall, or maybe the tail that she has absolutely no control over tries to get friendly with your pantleg as she's going by...
But eventually Rogue decides that, nice day or not, there's no point in being out if she can't even walk. So upon her return home, the journal is treated to a loud doorslam and half a conversation.]
--an' I swear, if I trip over this thing one more time, I'm cuttin' it off!
((OOC: Answers will be with onebluebabe. And yes, you can blame Masa for that name.))