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Post by rogue on Jun 23, 2010 14:41:09 GMT
She listened intently to what he had to say....after all, it would either make it or break it. There wasn't a way for two people to have a successful relationship if they were on different levels of emotional attachment. Then again, this was Gambit....skirt chaser by nature and for that reason, Rogue still questioned why out of all the women in the world, he had taken such an interest in her when they couldn't even share a kiss. Her insecurities blinded her from the fact that maybe he wasn't just into her for looks, but he was actually attracted to her for who she was...not what she looked like.
"Technically, love is a deep, tender, ineffable feelin' of affection an' solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlyin' oneness." she said drawing nearer to him. "Ah don't know if you casted some kind of voodoo spell on me or not but, somethin' bout bein with you just makes me feel complete." she hated it but she loved it at the same time. She was putting herself out there but how did she know he wouldn't do anything else to break her heart?
"Can you actually say it instead of beatin 'round the bush?" she asked him. There were no ands, ifs or buts when it came to love. You either felt it or you didn't. "Ah love you Remy Lebeau. So much that the next time you put me through such a hurt, mah fist is gonna have a visit to y'face...repeatedly. But Ah still love you."
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Post by Gambit on Jun 23, 2010 20:34:59 GMT
He raised his eyebrows some at her definition, "Damn, chere you swallow a dictionary or somet'in?" He chuckled, and shifted a little. She was close enough to wrap her in his arms, but he didn't really deserve it, even if he wanted it. There was part of him that wanted to deny sharing these feelings with her, that a little hurt for her now would spare her a whole lot more in the future, when she found out what he was really capable of.
But he didn't want to feel that emptiness that he had felt in the time he was laying low, five years was a long time. Now she was standing there in front of him again, the thought of the void she left in him returning...
"Hoodoo? Naw dats jus' mah natural charm" He grinned, well the arrogance hadn't reared itself in a good five minutes, it was a little overdue. His face sombered a little when she said that she loved him. Could he really put her through this? One day it would all come out about his involvement in the massacre, and that would hurt her more. But she did deserve to know how he felt.
"Ah don' deserve a gal like you, chere..." His cheeks flushed a little red as he dipped his head, so he could look into her eyes "But ah love you more dan anyt'in in dis world" The ifs and buts were now a distant memory.
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Post by rogue on Jun 24, 2010 6:06:44 GMT
"Ah'm sure you would be impressed if ah was able to swallow somethin' that large. What would'ya do if ah said yes?" she replied offhandedly knowing that he'd kick a kick out of it and maybe even more intrigued on such a comment. Being a tease had been a bit part of her personality anyway. It was all she was good for do to the restriction of her abilities.
To know that someone actually loved her despite not being able to have a single kiss, well that moment he said it may have been the happiest one of her life. It was ironic that such a moment called for a kill to consolidate their feelings for one another. It wouldn't meant to be unless she wanted to drop him right then and there. But those eyes...whether he was using his charm or not always hypnotized her drawing her in closer and closer until her lips hovered over his by a centimeter.
"Ah wish ah could go forward..." she said in a whisper. Her eyes started to shake a bit from the frustration welling itself towards the surface. She loved him and while he claimed that it might have been enough, she figured it had to be a lie because it wasn't enough for her. She took the option of not hurting Rem and pulled back, laying her head on his shoulder a moment later as she shook her head regrettably "Ah'm sorry...".
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Post by Gambit on Jun 25, 2010 0:38:13 GMT
Remys grin widened at her retort, a chuckle escaping his lips before he could stop himself. "You know me too well, chere" He would be impressed if she could swallow something like that, hell it could be a whole superpower in itself, he also wasn't going to deny that the tease was a little turn on too. "If y'said yes den ah would av ta suggest y't'ink about gettin' a job on TV, guys would pay alot ta see somet'in like dat from such a beautiful gal"
His eyes flicked from hers to her lips as she drew closer, for a moment he forgot about all the things she could find out from being all up in his head, and just watched. He felt it too, the need to just grab her and kiss her, to run his hand down the back of her neck, to feel her lips on his...
Her voice brought him back from his reverie, he inwardly shook himself and gulped, trying to re-moisten his now quite dry mouth. He held in the 'me too' to shield her from more pain, as much as he loved her regardless, he still would've given anything to kiss her right then.
He wrapped his arms around her feircely as she rested her head on his shoulder, his lips pressing against the top of her head, her hair saving him from her abilities "Oh chere, ain't nuttin' t'be sorreh about'chu know dis" He rested his cheek her head as he held her, rubbing his thumbs against her back softly "Dis conversations 'bout me apologizin', not de uddah way 'round" He smiled a little to himself as he looked down at her "Like you said, ain't no use frettin' over stuff we got no control ovah" One hand snaked up into her hair "We find a way"
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Post by rogue on Jun 26, 2010 4:35:35 GMT
She let out a heavy sigh finding herself in a tight embrace. The light kiss on her head was very appreciated as was any kind of affection he showed her. Remy managed to twist her words back around on her. A little aggravation but he was right. She had no control over the situation...which was exactly the problem, but there was nothing else to be said.
"We'll find a way..." she repeated. She hoped they would. It wasn't just the touching thing. Covering up all the time was beginning to be a pain in the ass, especially since it was summer time. "Apocalypse is gonna pay. You don't mess wit the X-men....and you don't mess up Remy Lebeau's face..." she placed a gloved hand onto his cheek and touched one of his scars.
"It's alright though...makes y'look hardcore ah guess. "
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Post by Gambit on Jun 27, 2010 1:26:43 GMT
His mind was already ticking over some possibilities to follow up on as he held her. If he could do anything it would be to give her freedom from her abilities, it might just be the only right thing he would ever do in this life. "Deres de gal ah been missin'" Remy said warmly, in a low hum as the smile spread into a wide grin.
He watched as her gloved hands probed the devastation Apocalypse had unleashed on his face, trying his very best not to wince from the cuts. "Was ah just not rugged enough for ya before chere?" He joked brightly "Guess everyt'in 'as an upside den, non?"Apocalypse was still going to get a steel toed boot to the face for attacking a school full of kids in the dead of night, that was a low blow, lower than glass to the face.
His smile faded a little as he brushed a white bang out of her face "So where do we go from 'ere den?" His eyes flicked skyward "Wit'chu all up dere, an' me in Emmas back yard" The corner of his lips quirked up again a little as he looked back to her, his arms still encircling her.
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Post by rogue on Jun 28, 2010 16:26:47 GMT
"You were...but you were always kinda a pretty boy too, Cajun. It's like ya balanced the two out perfectly or somethin'" she replied. His next question left her silent. He had a point...he was here in Boston while she was living on a rock in space. The Brotherhood and The X-men and Hellions were on stable terms at the moment as they were all focused on one common enemy and greater threat. But suppose Apocalypse did fall? Eveything would settle back to the way it was...she doubted that Magneto would change. That'd make her and Remy enemies and as they both found out, neither wanted to harm the other. As if their relationship wasn't complicated enough. Secretly, Rogue had always been looking for a reason to side back to the X-men. Maybe this was it...to be with him like she wanted.
"Ah don't think ah can just abandon them, hon...." Although considering that Magneto abandoned Charles Xavier after crippling him...maybe she could. Love was a valid reason for leaving Asteroid M wasn't it? "Ah dunno what to do anymore. Ah feel so conflicted...ah feel obligated to stay wit'em but ah wanna come too. Ah want you. Ah'm lost."
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Post by Gambit on Jun 30, 2010 21:26:57 GMT
I DON'T KNOW WHAT SHE SEES IN ME BUT I'M HAPPY NOW THAT SHE'S WITH ME- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"Dat mean am out'ta balance or somet'in, chere?" He chuckled, he hoped that it hadn't ruined his good looks too much, but then again he wasn't exactly the suave young guy he was when he first rocked up to the X-Mansion. He was older, maybe a little wiser but probably not by much.
He watched her as she spoke, she really was something, she even felt guilty about leaving the brotherhood in the lurch "Y'ain't obligated to nobody but'cha self, y'said it'cha self dat you went 'coz you thought dey could 'elp, an dey didn'" He sighed a little, it sounded like he was trying to talk her back, in a way he was, but at the same time he still wanted it to be her choice "Ah'll be here chere, you don't gotta rush anyt'in ok?"
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