6120/Checking Up On Rogue

Checking Up On Rogue
Date of Scene:	06 January 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Captain Marvel (Danvers), Rogue

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Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
No special fanfare, no random knock on the window, Carol actually comes to visit Rogue like a normal person would. Ringing the door bell and waiting patiently for an answer. She's dressed in a civillian outfit too, no costumes or anything, keeping this about as normal as it can be.

Rogue has posed:
There's a pair of low and ominous dog barks inside of the loft apartment doorway, this being an old warehouse once upon a time it has brick walls and apartments built inside of it so its rather stylish and tremdy..

It takes a second but the door does open and Rogue is on the other side wearing civilian clothing herself, imagine that, a baggy green sweater and some jogging pants with socks on her feet and gloves on her hands. "Carol?" Rogue says, sounding confused.

Her dog, a young adult German Shepherd is standing there with his attentive stare right on up on Carol! "Whats, whats up?" Rogue asks, sounding a bit surprised to say the least!

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Yes, Rogue, it's me..." Carol says with a smile, as she reaches to pet Rogue's dog, "you've left the Avengers, you've left the X-Men, I just wanted to check in on you and see whether you've found purpose, or you're all lost again...how are you doing, Rogue?"

Rogue has posed:
That makes sense, there's probably a part of Carol who worries that she'll hear about Rogue having... gone full rogue again. Marie, in fact, often thinks Carol likely doesn't fully trust her to be a well-intentioned-citizen either, how could she not?

"Oh... yeah... Uh. Part'a both?" She says, showing a look of confusion on her young face as she takes a step back then and pulls the large wooden door open to let Carol come inside the main room. Its a living room on Carol's left and a kitche on Carol's right. Nice dark hardwood floors, in the living room with rugs down and leather furniture, a tv hanging on the brick wall that the door shares. The kitchen has marble countertops and a central island... its a nice place for a young person like this wild mutant.

"Come on in." She says, while the dog pants anxiously after being petted and then scampers off toward the corner of the living room where there used to be a Christmas tree, now is just a bunch of boxes of dog toys.

"I uh... I don't think the Avengers needed me around. They're doin' just fine. And well, the X-Men? I don't wanna get them in trouble. So thats a safety thing."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Anything you might wanna tell me? Run by me? I wouldn't say I'm the best or the smartest, but I give my advice when asked," Carol offers with a smile as she taps Rogue on the shoulder. As she steps inside, Carol notes, "I think it's a question of whether we want to help or not, I mean, we can't always help...like right now, that horrible BlackSleep? It's entirely magical, I have nothing I can do against it...it sucks, I hate being helpless, but nothing I can do but support those who can do something. It's part of the Avenger life style."

She does pause a moment as she considers the X-Men, a team she's rather familiar with after having served as their pilot for a while, "I think with the X-Men, it's all about the family aspect, the togetherness. I heard about Jean removing herself because of the Shadow King, during that whole Astral Flux ordeal...that was a mistake. Fear tears us apart, weakens us. Frank Herbert was right, fear IS the mind killer."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue steps over to the kitchen counter island, she's got a couple of traveling bags there still loaded up with clothes, though one of them is open with some things spilling out onto the hardwood floor. "You're right a'course. On both counts." The southern belle replies to the person she admires more than really anyone in this world. Its hard not to admire her when she's seen so deeply into the other's mind and history, and it was really all (mostly) honorable and admirable. Way more than Rogue's past.

"I don't know, if either team would ever have me back. Especially if I accomplish what I'm after." Rogue steps around the counter and moves to the fridge. "Ya thirsty? Want a drink? I got bottle's tea and such, some water too."

The dog has picked his favorite toy out and has now crawled up onto the leather sofa to gnaw on it while the two boring people talk to each other.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I usually am, even if Tony hates to hear it," Carol winks playfully at Rogue, as she takes in the looks of Rogue's house. "I think you're underestimating both teams, although," Carol pauses with interest, "what is it you're trying to accomplish? Nothing I'd want to stop I hope..." she shakes her head when offered a drink, "thanks, but I literally just came in to see how you're doing."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue lets her gloved hand fall from the silver handle of the fridge door and she turns and walks back to the center island, a slab of square-shaped marble making up the counter that has a few kitchen items resting atop it, as well as a laptop and what appears to be Rogue's phone beside it.

"I'm not sure, honestly." Marie replies. "Thats part'a why I've gone a bit dark on this." She walks toward the laptop and opens its lid up and then turns it to face Carol. "This." She motions to the screen. "There's a town west'a here, still in New York state. It has two communes nearby that are... well, similar, t'the one that I was born and raised on up to when my parents vanished."

Rogue's gloved right hand taps the monitor where it displays a news headline. /'Two local communes found in trance-like state.'

"Its the same thing that happened t'mine, the night my parents vanished. I'm guessin' its the same people who did it, that kidnapped my folks. So, I mean t'find them, and get questions answered..."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"So you're going on a root finding quest?" Carol appears a bit surprised, before nodding to herself, "I guess it's only your right to go look for your parents." She hesitates a moment, before asking, "you want back up on this? Or is this something you feel you should be doing on your own?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just stares back at the older woman, and she draws in a breath then shakes her head from side to side. "I don't honestly know." She replies to that line of questions. "I mean, this may not come up with nothin', ya know? I'm not exactly a crack detective. But... I've already driven out t'the town once and I poked around, they gave me some information on where I might find these guys, who did this... gone northward again toward Boston."

Rogue glances at the laptop, stares at it for a second before she looks back to Carol. "If I find'em... specifically their ring leader. And I find out that my folks are dead cause'a them?" She softly shakes her head side to side with her white bangs waving on either sides of her face.

"I'm gonna kill'em. For what they did to my family, and what they're doin' t'other people's families."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol places a hand on each of Rogue's shoulders, holding her firmly in place, as she looks into her eyes. "Rogue...I'm not going to stop you, beause it's very personal and I can understand your anger...but..." there's always a but, "I want you to understand, there's no coming back from killing, and you should know that better than anyone. When Mystique directed you, you had an excuse...but if you do this how you think you will, blame and guilt will be all on you. Think about that very hard before you act."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue nods her head two quick times to the other while her shoulders are grasped to reinforce the advice. Its sound advice, she knows that. "You're right, again, of course... Tony be damned." She flashes a quick smile that vacates just as swiftly. "But... these people who're doing this, they're kidnappin' and killin' and they've been left unchecked since, at least since I was six and I turned twenty in like three damn weeks."

A breath is drawn in and she shakes her head side to side once more. "Someone's gotta stop'em. Find out where they're takin' these people too, if possible." She purses her lips together then and places one hand above the other on the corner of the counter. "I didn't wanna get others mixed up in it... Like Jean, cause as you said, she's already been through a lot recently."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol does Rogue the courtesy of listening to her, not cutting into her words, or further lecturing her. She nods here and there, and eventually lets go of Rogue's shoulders, "yes, someone has got to stop them, but they can be stopped by being brought to justice. There are more choices than kill or not kill."

Carol smiles at Rogue, respecting her drive to do it on her own, and not getting others involved. "Commednable that you're willing to carry this burden all on your own, but the X-Men are your family, and you can and should rely on their help. I can't say the same about the Avengers, but if you wanted, you'd have my help too. But utlimately, do what you think is right, just think about it first."

Rogue has posed:
"I promise, I'll try very hard not do anything t'screw up my life, or anyone else's who's innocent in all'a this." Rogue responds then, showing the other a soft smile then. "Scouts honor." She wasn't ever a scout though...

"Hey, maybe I'll find a whole boat load'a missin' people and set them free, then it'll be a really happy endin' no matter what, right?" She may have some skewered viewpoints on the 'no matter what' part, but Mystique really did do a number on her when it comes to training her back in the Brotherhood days. Imprinting moralities on a young mind can have that effect, and she only spent 9 months truly immersed in the ethics and morality of the X-Men.

"If things get rough, I'll try hollarin' for anyone who'll listen'n come help too."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
It's Rogue who knows everything for the most part about Carol, not Carol who knows about Rogue, so she really has no clue if Rogue ever been a scout. She takes her promise at face value. "Good." She starts to turn back towards door, but not before saying, "make sure you do that. Don't face the world alone...you deserve better. Be well, Rogue, and do call me if you ever need advice, or even just someone to talk to."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue separates herself from the counter's edge and she walks past her stuff thats piled up on the floor, then trails after the other to the door so it can be closed again after she leaves. "Thanks for comin' by." She tells her. "It means a lot t'know people do care, everybody who checks in on me. And I'm here for everyone else too if they need me in return, long as I can be at least." She offers a light wave to Carol then. "Stay safe!" She says further after her.