You know what sucks? Getting your butt kicked by a girl two inches shorter and about 50 pounds lighter. That, in Jamie Madrox's opinion, sucks. It had started simple enough, a sparring match with Laura. It ended with a thud and several moments later, Laura was heading out as though nothing had happened and Jamie was staring at the ceiling of the
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She didn't intend on drinking it. Just label it with a name, any name, and pop it back in the fridge. She didn't even plan to wait and see who drank it.
While the milk was heating though, she got bored, and started to doodle on the cartoon she was planning on putting it back into. She'd written out Rogue's name in red and green letters, coloring the rest of the package in while sitting on the counter in the back of the kitchen.
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Although she had never been lonely growing up, and she'd never had problems. Although sometimes, boys seemed to avoid her because of her brothers.
"Have you met my brother?"
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"I'm not sure. What's he look like?"
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Lou just shrugged and smiled. "He answers to Worth mostly. Last name. He looks a bit like me, I guess." Lou had the strange belief that maybe Jamie and Jane would get along.
Maybe.
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"I think we spotted him in passing. Once or twice, at least," he said after a moment, nodding slightly.
"Wow. You both must be worrying about the other in a situation like this." Jamie knew he'd be worrying if he had family here. This wasn't exactly a picnic.
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"He's Air Force, has been for years. When he turned 19 he was in an F19. There's not much to worry about with him." She'd stopped worrying a while ago. If she didn't she'd have given herself an ulcer.
"I'm more the 'fall down tying your laces' kind of girl."
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