can something like this be pulled from under our feet

[glovedtouch]

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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It would be so easy. All he would have to do was let go, let go and leap away and he would put a bloody end to this sorry man’s life. There would be pieces of him spread across the road, the buildings... they would have to search for scattered and shattered teeth to even identify him. It would be quick, messy, and final.

Then he heard her voice. Gone was the anger and the coldness. The words were no softer, but there was something in her tone and the way she said his name that broke through the red fog that had settled over him. Looking down at the terrified man, the glowing shirt and his own hand causing it all, Remy felt suddenly sick. It was one thing to cause random mass destruction, but this would be murder, cold and calculated murder.

Slowly the glowing light faded and when he finally released the man there was no danger in it anymore, though he did make sure to push him hard enough into the pavement to knock him unconscious. Getting swiftly to his feet, the Cajun kept his eyes on the fallen man a moment longer before finally turning his eyes to Rogue. “You know jus’ cause you switched sides don’ make us de bad guys now.”

He could still save her, he could still show mercy. Just because they no longer saw eye to eye didn’t make him evil.

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She stopped and stood back from him. How could she reply to that? He'd just saved her and he let the asshole who tried to kill her go. Marie opened her mouth to say something, but what could she say? He was supposed to be the bad guys. Rogue knew what the Brotherhood did. She'd been a part of it for so long, and it only led to more destruction.

She swallowed sharply. It was best to ignore what he just said. Pressing her streaks behind her ear, she looked down. "Thanks. For saving me." She told him quietly.