Untouchable

This wasn’t like her, she radiated confidence, or often would tell him to knock it off because he liked to cause trouble. No, there was something else behind those eyes. Remy tried to think, had he done something wrong? did he miss something important? or did someone die? he could read her well, and her behavior worried him, he wanted to know what she was thinking. Still, he continued to watch her, allowing her to make the move, to tell him what was going on in her mind, to voice it out.

The smile melted his whole being, as much of a tough woman that she was, she never ceased to take his breath away. Ever since he first laid eyes on her. As much as he didn’t quite enjoy the silence, he felt like he could read what she was saying even without words.

Did she have a bad dream “Yes.” he stated with a smile, “You okay Chere?” he looked at her closely, right now the people around him didn’t matter. Remy was going to need answers. “ you’re not soundin’ like yourself.”

Despite him just saying one word Rogue felt a little lighter, better. "Yes, I am," she smiled as his smile carried her away. It took her a second but she quickly shook her head. "No, no I'm not," seeing the love of her life crumble into dust wasn't a very pleasant experience. Being unable to do anything as she watched him cease to exist. Seeing his face as he realized what was happening. Despite her lifetimes worth of hardships, she would rate this all the worst.

"But that's not important now," right now she wanted to find out how he remained so calm. How he was alive in the first place. How nobody was talking about people literally crumbling apart without any warning. "What's important is that you're alive," that's all that mattered. "Alive and hole," she continued as she stroked his cheek gently with a smile. She's always been a sucker for him. Luckily she was just as good as hiding that as being one. 

It's why she allowed herself to dream for a second before she switched back to reality. This still meant nothing. She's seen enough of the world and beyond to know that not everything was what it looked like. 

His eyes were on the male, but he noticed Rogue coming in his direction which made him smile. He did like putting on a show just for the hell of it, a drunk person stumbling, hell causing a ruckus. The minute there was a look of concern–or rather, as if she had just seen a ghost, the playfulness turned into worry. Usually she wasn’t one to play around, and in this case, he didn’t have time to deal with these punks if something was wrong with Rogue.

Remy watched as Rogue pushed the male in front of him to the side, causing the male to fly off, his attention was still on her, she had approached him. “Wat’s wrong  Chere?” he questioned as she attempted to reach out to him, to touch his face and then she didn’t. It unsettled him, she didn’t even say a word. He took her gloved hand and placed it on his cheek, making sure that he was watching her the whole time.

She could feel a smile tug at her own lips when she saw one grace his. And once she saw that playfulness melt into worry she almost frowned. She almost did a lot of things but in the end, all she did was walk up to Remy. Debating with herself for how long she could go without 'touching' him. Whether living in this little fantasy for just a minute more would be worth it in the end if it turned out to be just that, a fantasy. If touching him turned him into dust once more, or if he was just a clone, a golem, fake. Hearing his voice certainly didn't help with that.

But that split second she waited and watched was a second too long. When she realized what he was doing she was already touching his cheek. Her eyes widened but when nothing happened she couldn't help but smile. A relieved smile filled with bliss. Remy was here now. Once she realized she was smiling she had to put effort in stopping. Just because she was able to touch him that didn't mean he was real. But it was a nice start. Gently she stroked his cheek. Despite the gloves she could feel it was him. Could feel that he was hers.

he moved out of the way, as a brawl in the streets seemed to have caught his attention. He was calm, casual, something about the way folks liked to cause a ruckus, is what drew Remy’s attention. “ come on now, dat is not a fair play. “ he said with a smile. The male swung at him and he blocked it, already feeling his powers at his finger tips.

She could recognize that voice anywhere. It usually brought her joy or frustration, sometimes both- a lot of the times both. But after what happened, after seeing the love of her life turn to dust, that voice turned simultaneously in the best and worst sound on earth. Hearing the smile in his voice brought her joy. But the big possibility that he wasn’t who she hoped he was, that he was just another golem or her mind playing tricks on her scared her.

Without paying attention to anyone else, not even looking at the man who was about to attack her lover, not even when she unceremonially pushed him to the side with enough force to have him running away once he got up again. No, at this very moment all she could see was him. With scared but hopeful eyes she walked closer until she was close enough to touch him. Timidly she raised her hand to touch his face. But just when she was about to touch him she balled her hand and pulled it away. Too scared that the slightest touch of her gloved hand would make him crumble away like the last time she saw him.

Personality and background according to earth 616 comics(I try to stay conistant but I'll admit I'm a mess when it comes to remembering time lines and story lines and their proper place.) because I like the comic version of her better.

Her first kiss set everything in motion. During the impulsive kiss her latent mutant power to absorb the life energy and psyche of others with skin-to-skin contact emerged.

With Cody left in a coma and Rogue traumatized gloves, long sleeves and other body covering pieces of clothing became her best friend. Not to mention the only thing that was save from her touch.

To learn how to control her powers she joined the X-Men.(Disclaimer while I would love to write about her relationships with the other members especially Gambit because I'm a sucker for romance and not to mention they recently got hitched and I'm so happy for my babies and I should probably stop now. I think it's best to leave that for the actual RP.)

The fascination is very much returned, Gambit. Sometimes it scares her, but it's there. (Alright that was the only thing I promise. I just couldn't help myself.)

During the snap Rogue didn't know what to do. Any attempt to help was in vain. All she could do was watch the people around her turn to dust.