Don't mistake my reluctance to use my mutation for a weakness. I still know a few tricks and I won't hesitate to knock you on your ass if needed.
I'm not Marie, I'm Rogue

Part of the Marvel Universe RP group

((This is a blog based off the X-men movie Rogue, NOT the comic book Rogue. Will rp anywhere from pre X-Men to post Last Stand, barring the fact that I really don't see Rogue taking the cure. I much prefer her learning control like she does in comic canon. I track southernbelleoutcast, make sure to leave out the hyphens or I will not see it. Multi-verse, multi-ship, OC friendly, multi-fandom crossover welcome blog.))
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gambxt:

southern-belle-outcast:

She shrugged coyly, concealing a smirk. “How should Ah know? All Ah know is, there’s salt in mah sheets, and you’re standin’ there like a pleased tomcat. So why wouldn’t Ah question whoever comes near me?”

"An now tell me, why can’t a man jus’ be happy t’see you,…

"Who said Ah was stoppin’ ya from bein’ happy t’see me? By all means, dance a jig for all Ah care, Ah ain’t said ya couldn’t be happy," she said with a small laugh, shaking her head.

Rogue’s cheeks flushed slightly at his suggestion, and she quirked an eyebrow at him dubiously. “Ya sayin’ Ah’m too lazy t’change mah sheets? And mah momma warned me that strays that go wanderin’ carry fleas,” she teased.

"There's nothin' in there. You're wastin' your time lookin'."

gunsandscales:

southern-belle-outcast:

gunsandscales:

You mean to tell me the box I left you to look after — ❞
She had even looked through the secret compartments, but sadly, Rogue was right.
 
is empty ?!
   Do you know what was in it I wanted you to look after? ❞ 

"Well yeah, people generally ain’t trustworthy ‘round people they don’t like. And Ah hope ya ain’t expectin’ me t’feel like talkin’ t’ya if’n ya do that."

Then I hope you feel good about yourself knowing that your thieving, vile boy toy just stole from you. Even if he isn’t honest with me, he isn’t supposed to steal from you. I told you he’s no good. ❞ 

“Ya don’t know that it was Remy, you’re just sayin’ that cuz your junk is gone, and he’s a convenient scapegoat! Prove that he actually did it, and then Ah got reason t’doubt him.”
"There's nothin' in there. You're wastin' your time lookin'."

gunsandscales:

southern-belle-outcast:

gunsandscales:

You mean to tell me the box I left you to look after — ❞
She had even looked through the secret compartments, but sadly, Rogue was right.
 
is empty ?!
   Do you know what was in it I wanted you to look after? ❞ 

"Gee, let’s just assume it was him. If he had anythin’ t’do with it, Ah don’t know about it."

❝ He isn’t trustworthy. I don’t like him and he doesn’t like me — this would be the perfect opportunity to get back at me. If I find him, I’m swear I’ll end his life once and for all. ❞ 

"Well yeah, people generally ain’t trustworthy ‘round people they don’t like. And Ah hope ya ain’t expectin’ me t’feel like talkin’ t’ya if’n ya do that."

Southern Girl, Feather Boy

pushbymind:

@southern-belle-outcast:

Marie laughed. “Yeah, Ah’m guessin’ they could tell Ah was tense or somethin’. Maybe that or they’re camera shy and poutin’,” she joked. “Baby book sounds like a good idea. Ah hadn’t even thought of that.”

Ian got out then went around to help Marie as he…

Marie laughed a little. ‘You disappointed about not finding out?’ she signed. ‘Maybe they just wanted you to play fair.’ Walking with him, she nodded. ‘At least this one will be done cuz it’s the first and there will be more time.’ She pointed to the aisle that they needed to go to.

Southern Girl, Feather Boy

pushbymind:

@southern-belle-outcast:

'Promise. Of course I would tell you. I feel fine. Yes they're uncomfortable but I don't feel like I'm going into labor.' She smiled reassuringly. 'You're going to be the first to know baby is coming, love.' Marie wasn't going to have any hesitation telling Ian she was in labor. She also knew that the level of discomfort and her pathetic ability to conceal real pain wouldn't allow for it even if she wanted to hide it.

Ian smiled then before nodding. They got to Baby’s-R-Us in a little over 10 minutes before he yawned. ‘Ok so just to get the last of everything. We got a lot of stuff at the reception, and we’re still getting stuff from the guys at my job. But I wanted to get you a baby book. We didnt get one of those so you could start and have some place to put all the ultrasound pictures that aren’t framed.’ He reached out and touched Marie’s belly with a grin, the baby liked the doctor about as much as he did because he got no response when usually he got a kick for his hand. ‘The baby hates the doctor almost as much as you do.’

Marie laughed. “Yeah, Ah’m guessin’ they could tell Ah was tense or somethin’. Maybe that or they’re camera shy and poutin’,” she joked. “Baby book sounds like a good idea. Ah hadn’t even thought of that.”

((Like if I owe, gonna go shopping for Easter dresses for my sister and myself. Just so y’all know, if I get a complaint about my mentioning that, I’m going to laugh so hard I’ll piss myself. I just find this so ridiculous I can’t even be offended, I just find it hilarious))