Xavier's School for the Gifted (NFB - distance)
Tuesday
It was a gorgeous spring afternoon and Marie was taking advantage of the weather by reading on one of the benches in the garden. Her peace and quiet was broken by the loud engine of a motorcycle. She glanced up from her book to see a wild looking man in a leather jacket striding up the path.
"Hello," she greeted, realizing that he must be the infamous Wolverine she had heard so much about.
He nodded a greeting and kept walking.
Marie shrugged and continued reading.
Wednesday
"Oh, I'm sorry," Marie apologized when she realized someone else was using the workout room.
Logan's direct gaze made her slightly uncomfortable. "Nothing to apologize for, kid," he said. "Room's plenty big enough for both of us."
"Uh, okay," she replied, making her way past where he was beating the hell out of a punching bag so she could use the ellipitcal machine.
They both concentrated on their workouts, but Marie couldn't help watching him. He was shirtless, sweaty and working the bag hard. She had heard stories about him from Kitty and Jubilee and knew that Jubes would be jealous that she missed this. All of a sudden, he grunted and three metal claws popped out of his hands, stabbing the punching back. She yelped and he glanced over at her. Her eyes widened as he held his hands up and she watched them heal.
"You like it here?" Logan asked, ignoring her reactions as he pulled the punching bag down and grabbed a new one from the supply closet.
Marie nodded. "Yeah, it's a lot different from my other school, but I do like it. I think I'm learning a lot."
"Chuck's a good guy," he said. "You got a name?"
She was so startled by him calling the professor 'Chuck' that it took her a moment to get her bearings and answer. "Yeah, M... Rogue," she said, trying out her new name.
"What kind of name is Rogue?"
"What kind of name is Wolverine?" she retorted immediately.
He laughed. "It's Logan," he told her.
"Marie," she replied. "But Kitty told me that I needed a superhero name."
There was a long pause as he studied her. "Rogue suits you," he decided as he finished hanging the new bag. He grabbed a towel and headed out of the room.
Friday
It was late, but Marie - Rogue, she corrected herself mentally - was thirsty, so she headed down to the kitchen for a bottle of water. On her way back to her room, she heard what sounded like a struggle.
She opened the door carefully, intending to peek in and see if someone needed help before she roused an alarm, and spotted Logan on the bed, obviously in the midst of a nightmare. She padded over to the bed. "Logan," she whispered. He didn't respond. "Logan," she tried again, reaching out to shake his shoulder.
The next thing she was aware of was blinding hot pain and a horrified expression on Logan's face. She realized that he had stabbed her with his claws.
"Oh, God, help, someone help!" he called desperately.
Rogue managed to pull one of her gloves off and rest her hand on his arm. After a few long moments, she pulled back, the wounds on her stomach healing as Logan collapsed back on the bed. She screamed as several people rushed into the room.
[ooc: No IC interaction; OOC comments welcome. Spoilers for X1 under the cut. Stay tuned for more adventures.]