Rogue flopped onto her bed, tired from staying up all night talking to Jubilee and her Kitty and the early morning flight back. Even though she knew this Kitty would never come back, it was somewhat reassuring every time she talked to her Kitty. "Only here," she muttered ( Read more... )

( 'So, you found a cure?' )

My computer finally died. A horrible, awful, will only boot into command line death. I'm at the computer store right now hopefully fixing it, but we'll see. I may not be online much until it starts working again, which will be in god knows how long. Have fun without me!

Sometime around 9 pm FST, Rogue opened the door to her room. She looked around, swallowing back a sob, but headed straight to her bed. She emptied her bag into the clothes hamper, staring moodily at the rumpled clothes. She slipped into her pajamas, and flopped onto her bed. "I wonder when Kitty's parents will come get her stuff?" she muttered ( Read more... )

After talking to Phoebe, Rogue called the Professor's direct line ( Read more... )

After her classes were over, Rogue returned to her room. She tried not to stare at Kitty's side. It's just the way she left it; neither she nor Piper could bring themselves to touch anything ( Read more... )

Apparently, I am the only player not having a good time with the Kitty plot. Rogue was supposed to be happy-giddy after parent's weekend and Logan's visit, and now she's gone positively emo. I'm sorry, but I don't like her emo. There's a reason I stopped writing angsty X-Men fanfic. I'm not mad at the players involved, please don't think I am ( Read more... )

Kitty's dead.

My roommate is dead, and I didn't even notice for FOUR DAYS. I'm the worst roommate ever. But it was parent's weekend! And people go missing around here all the time! God, I'm even making up excuses for my journal. How fucked up is that ( Read more... )

Third verse, same as the first.

Logan walked Rogue back to her dorm from the party, his arm possessivly around her waist. Rogue leaned into him slightly, her hair brushing against his shoulder. They didn't really say much, walking in comfortable silence. When they reached the door of the dormitory building, Rogue turned to face him.

( 'You leavin' tonight?' )