can something like this be pulled from under our feet

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Characters: Rogue and Remy
Content: Miss match of canon. Remy's fighting for the Brotherhood, Rogue's just left.

So this was what it was like being on the other side. Fighting the good fight didn't seem like an actual fight. It was more like destruction. A war was raging on for the Brotherhood. Charles had called them in. Rogue still wasn't exactly "in" with the X-Men, yet. She knew all eyes were on her as Cyclops tried to lead them on.

She was still trying to prove herself. She wasn't a spy for Magneto and the Professor trusted her enough to make her one of them. Still the point was to subdue as many members of the Brotherhood as possible. Fighting against the people she once fought with. But this was her life now.

Things seemed evenly matched, save for the burning building and things exploding. But Ice Man and Storm seemed to be fighting back well enough. Marie weaved in and out of people, doing what she could. She was still getting used to the idea of actually using her power instead of just manipulating people with it.

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There were days when Remy LeBeau questioned his allegiance when it came to this war. His family that he loved despite everything were all human and they had known what he was all along but they had still loved him. Homo Sapiens weren’t all bad... but then there were the scum like the FoH, the ‘Friends of Humanity’, who made him remember why he was here. They hated mutants because they feared them, but that was no excuse. The protests were becoming more frequent, the group’s member count was growing, and it had all become too much. It was time they got taken down a peg. If they wanted something to fear then they got what they wanted.

He moved graceful as a dancer through the chaos and destruction, bo-staff glimmering as he spun it around, catching his opponent at the base of the skull and knocking him to the ground. It shouldn’t have been enough to do any serious damage, just enough to knock him out, but Gambit didn’t wait around to find out. Leaping into a roll, he kept low to the ground as a playing card appeared in his hand. A moment later it was glowing a bright fuchsia, and then it was zipping through the air on a direct course for the large SUV a few of the straggling FoH members were making a run for. His aim was true and soon the vehicle was lifted from the ground in a loud explosion.