The jeeps were getting packed up. They were taking three and Rogue had already decided, regardless of what anyone said; she was not staying in a jeep for the two hour drive to St Petersburg. She kicked her foot at one of the tires and glanced over at the barracks. Des was coming, Remy was going. But Ric was staying behind and Rogue would've loved
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Wandering around the jeeps to see who else was around he noticed Rogue, the young lady doing a rather impressive impersonation of a mummy beneath all those layers.
"Hey Rogue, lookin' forward to gettin' out of this place?"
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"Ain't ya goin' stir crazy yerself?" Although, maybe John was able to flit in and out without people realising it. She wouldn't be surprised if he did. Neat trick he had there. "Are ya doin' the tourist look too?"
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"A little but I've found other ways to keep myself entertained." Glancing upwards at his hat, John tapped the rim of it grinning.
"Sadly I don't reckon they're gonna be many Russian cowboys but heck at least I'll look the part of a proper tourist. It's gonna be good to get out of this place, the white is startin' to get to me."
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"It's probably easier to play tourist than native." Because while Rogue had a basic understanding of Russian thanks to Des; she didn't know enough for passable nativeness.
"Ah just really wanna stretch out a little. See something other than barracks an' snow."
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"Uh boy..."
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She popped up beside him, smirking. "Hiya big guy. You excited to get the hell out of dodge?"
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Hey.
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Yeah. I'm starting to get claustrophobic being stuck here all the time. And, I'm not trying to be insensitive, but the negativity isn't fun.
*She hoped her comment didn't offend him. She wasn't positive who exactly was close to Evan.*
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