[ Action, Video ] Eight of Diamonds

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[The X-House is oddly quiet without Anne, and sleeping in late is a glorious luxury. When she finally gets out of bed at around 11am, she head straight to the kitchen to placate her coffee addiction and then decides to just take it easy for the rest of the day

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[touchofrogue]

[Dramatic sigh. And then she raises one slightly cupped glove hand as if she's making a billboard in the air.]

Tony Stark: Fasionista. I guess it's got a certain ring to it.

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[Oh good, so while he's busy doing that she'll just covertly - yeah, he's all in one piece too, good.]

An' yet there ya go pokin' through those Mardi Gras rejects.

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[...opera. Seriously?]

If ya feel the sudden need ta break out into concertos, there's the door.

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You used your incredible deductive powers ta come up with that one, Sherlock? What isn't a Shift around here?

[She is still not feeling threatened by those masks, oddly enough. And she moves forward to start shifting through them.]

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[Eyebrow] You're convinced they're dangerous so ya want me to try one on? Some superhero you are. I bet Superman wouldn't ask me ta do that.

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[Rogue's argument is derailed by a very important fact.]

Did you just say 'so there?'

[Seriously? Rogue is struck by the sudden image of Tony Stark sticking out his as a debate point. The urge to giggle is nearly overwhelming.

She manages to smirk instead. But the giggle is there, hiding in the corners of her lips.]

action; *sticking his tongue out as a debate point

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Shockin'ly, I ain't overly concerned with your time.

[But Rogue starts shifting through the masks with more of a purpose. Nothing wrong with trying one on, and she's not one to turn down a dare.]

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[Congratulations, Tony. Taunting a teenager into foolish decisions. And for your next trick, you'll prove the law of gravity?

Rogue hesitates, however, at the mention of Mardi Gras, her hand closing around a Truth Mask.

Not an experience I'm anxious to repeat.]

Break out the jazz and we'll have a real party. [She raises her eyebrows in challenge.] On three?

[Man enough to try on a mask at the same time? Yay, mutual idiocy?]