Rogue and Adrienne - Naked Yoga (Backdated)

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While doing hot yoga in Boiler Beach, Rogue and Adrienne discuss Rogue's powers and broken brain.

‎"Are you sure no one's gonna bug us?,". Rogue asked for the millionth time. "Ah mean, Ah'm all for yoga, but well....Ah can't be scared if'n Ah'm gonna be naked."

She looked nervously around Boiler Beach. ‎"An' are you sure you're gonna be okay, bein' around mah exposed skin?"

"No one's gonna bug us," Adrienne assured Rogue, spreading her mat out on the sand. "No one ever comes down here. Except students. And they're all in classes. And I'll be fine. If anything, shouldn't I be asking you that question? About exposed skin? Do you really want to chance having my powers for a while?"

Rogue shrugged. "It's not really a matter of the powers, it's the memories and stuff." Reaching down, she tugged her sweater over her head. "And like, if it's consensual, then there's no pain or nothin'. You'll jus' feel some tinglin', a bit of an energy drain, that's all. If ya didn't want me to touch you, and then that's wehre the migraines and the uncomfortable 'no' feelin' kicks in." Kicking her shoes to the corner, she reached for her own mat, and set it away from Adrienne. Rogue was hardly the most graceful or balanced person in teh world -- she didn't want to fall down and knock into Adrienne. "Course, then Ah wouldn't need to wonder what's goin' on in your head no more...especially if Ah touched you for a while. Then Ah'd have a mini Adrienne in mah head. You'd be mah first female voice, actually. Weird, huh?"

"Really? Or is that the you that thinks you're nineteen talking?" Adrienne asked curiously. She'd definitely thought Rogue had some females rattling around up in her head.‎

Rogue looked up as she prodded inside her mind. Sure, most of her shadows were locked up, but they all had definitive masculine presences. There was the odd female wisp here and there, but her permanent guests -- all male.

"Nope," she responded cheerfully‎, peeling her gloves off. "Ah'm the only girl up in there. Crazy, Ah know. Maybe that says somethin' 'bout me? Do Ah seem manly to you?". Rogue posed, now only wearing her bra and her jeans. "Ah mean, Ah do have one heckuva six-pack..."

"I don't know," Adrienne responded honestly. "I think the accent makes you sound more feminine, almost? Than you would be otherwise? More... Southern Belle-y. Even with the six-pack. But if you talked with a Bahstan accent I think you'd definitely seem more manly," she teased.

"So when Ah'm mahself, an' Ah ain't got an accent, Ah'm manly?". Rogue laughed, kicking off her jeans and shoes. Now she was ‎just in her underwear and suddenly felt shy. "You go first!"
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Adrienne raised her 'what are you, ten years old?' eyebrow and stripped unabashedly. Sometimes she wished she didn't love clothes so much, because being naked had never been a problem for her. It wasn't as if she had anything to be embarrassed about. She'd long ago come to terms with the burn mark from the cigarette Steven had branded into her inner thigh; the scars on her leg, collarbone, and back from various misadventures saving the world or falling off motorcycles or fighting with bikers; the new dollar sign-shaped scar on her ass, even the stupid Blue Jays tattoo she'd accidentally gotten. "That's a minefield of a question to answer," she told Rogue. "If I say you're girly, that's super offensive because it implies girls, I dunno, aren't tough or something. If I say you're manly, that's offensive too. I can't win here. You don't have to strip, you know," she added, amused.

Rogue couldn't help it -- she stared at Adrienne, and winced when she realized she'd been caught. "No no, Ah said Ah'd do it, so Ah will." ‎ It wasn't easy for her to feel comfortable in her skin. In fact, she was surprised when Logan explained to her that she was in fact in a good place with it. In her (current) mind, she could still vividly remember things going horribly wrong.

Taking a deep breath, she unclasped her bra, and slid out of her underwear. "Okay. Naked. We are naked. Cool." this was weird. Super weird. Maybe she should change...but she'd come this far. "Right. Yoga. you wanna lead?"

Adrienne returned to her mat from cranking up the heat a little more in the Beach. "Sure." She got into her Deep Breathing pose. "So who are the male voices in your head?" she asked Rogue curiously. "I don't think you've ever told me."

Following Adrienne's lead, Rogue rifled through her head. "Well. Permanently, Ah got Erik -- Magneto.....Cody.....Stanley...and Logan, of course.‎ After Ah absorb someone, Ah end up with like a wisp of themselves, but if Ah drain someone...". She tried to shrug casually. "Their psyche moves on up into mah head. It's weird. Ah get like a snapshot of who that person is right at that moment...all their wishes.. their desires. the only one Ah have up ta date is Logan, cause Ah touch him on a regular basis."

She straightened up, paused and her hands immediately flew up to cover her mouth. ‎"Ohmahgod! Ah didn't mean it like that!"

Adrienne chuckled, moving on to Half Moon pose. "Nothing wrong with touching a hot man on a regular basis," she assured Rogue. "And I kind of understand about the snapshots. I get that, too. With my powers. Except mine's just history. And not people. I don't know what I'd do if I had wishes and desires in my head. Well... I expect I'd have another psychotic break," she admitted. "Who's Stanley?"

Rogue shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine." Stretching her arms above her head, she tapped her foot as she tried to remember what she'd been told. "Ah haven't really asked nobody, but Ah think he was a student..person...anyways, whoever he was, he's the reason why Ah have these extra powers," she explained, gently levitating in the air. "Ah drained him fully. He's dead, Ah think. Or in a coma. Ah ain't quite sure mahself." She waggled her fingers at Adrienne. "Still feel comfy next ta me with all this deadly skin?"

Looking at Rogue skeptically, Adrienne did inch away a little. "Moreso because you don't know who this guy in your head is! I mean... why did you drain him if you don't know anything about him? How did you drain him if you don't know anything about him?" Also, Rogue was being pretty flippant about the fact that she didn't know what had happened to this guy she'd possibly killed. That made Adrienne nervous for a reason she couldn't fully articulate and certainly wasn't going to admit.

"Ah can't access any memories right now." Rogue gave a knock on her head. "Brain damage and all. Ah wish Ah could. Ah'd like to know who this person is but Ah can't sit around and cry all day. Ah did that with Cody, and then Ah ran away and nothin' was fixed." Rogue sighed.

"Ask me about Stanley again when Ah get mah memories back. Ah'm sure Ah'll have a much more satisfactory answer then.....y'all didn't know any of this stuff before? Have we never really talked 'bout our powers?" Now Rogue was feeling slightly uncomfortable. Reaching over for her shirt, she started to put it back on. "Ah'll jus' get dressed. It's easier."

"Whatever you want," Adrienne told her in what she hoped was a supportive tone. "And no, not really. We didn't really talk much... at all, before you went into deep cover in Canada," she admitted. It was strange talking to someone about your relationship with them when they didn't remember it. "You and Kane had just broken up shortly before I arrived at the mansion, and he and I... I guess looking back at it now, we bonded kinda quickly. Bonded," she scoffed at the word she'd used unconsciously. "Never thought I'd be the kind of person who would form bonds with people. But yeah, we both liked baseball. So maybe you used to hate me at first, or felt threatened or something? Even though I'm pretty sure you broke up with him. So maybe you just sensed how fucked up I was and wanted to avoid me," she suggested. This was weird. "And you went into deep cover shortly afterwards."

Rogue took in what Adrienne was saying as she got dressed, although, she did leave her jeans off. It was hard to stretch in those. "You know, you're the first person to really give me a good history of mah past. Even if it jus' pertains to you," she teased. "Garrison won't talk to me really, Logan can't be bothered and John jus glares at me and keeps walking.". A pause. "But Ah think that's normal John behaviour anyways. So.". She gave a beaming smile. "Thank you."‎

Adrienne waggled a hand dismissively. "I'm just being honest. That sucks that the guys are having trouble coping, or are disinterested. I could Read something of yours to try and give you some history, if you've had something a long time," she offered.

Rogue shrugged as she did a few sun salutations to stretch her spine. "Ah don't even know what Ah've had for a while." Deep breath in, deep breath out. "Been thinkin' of takin' Emma up on her offer though. Ah've tried everything ah can think if...Ah even did some self-hypnosis," she admitted sheepishly. "Nothin's workin'. Ah'm just 'bout ready to give up....but Emma...Emma could help."

"I keep telling you to talk to Emma," Adrienne murmured, following Rogue's lead and doing her own sun salutations. "No one listens to me. The trouble with my sister is catching her in town. She travels entirely too much," she said with a pout. She hadn't seen much of her sister in this new universe, though they always had their mental link. But that wasn't quite the same thing as talking about shoes while drinking cognac in Emma's lush apartment. Adrienne made a mental note to call Emma and yell at her about coming home soon. "She'll definitely be able to help. She's patched my head up a number of times. She fixed Garrison's brain when it was damaged in a fight with a god. She's the best." Well, sometimes Adrienne thought 'the best' was a toss-up between Haller and Emma, but Emma was family.

Rogue nodded. "Ah jus' worry if that it makes me ungrateful? Ah mean, it seems like Ah have a good life now an' is it kinda rude to wanna get mah life how it was before instead of being acceptin' and movin' on? Maybe?"
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"Pfft," Adrienne waved a hand dismissively. "Of course that doesn't make you ungrateful. You worked hard all those years to get your life to a certain place. Regardless of where you are now, since it's technically where you were when you were a teenager, it's only natural you'd want to get back to that place you worked to get to. I can understand wanting acceptance and wanting to move forward and not live in the past, but I think you're not necessarily in that situation, since, for you, your past is actually supposed to be the present." Did that make sense? Maybe it made more sense in her head. "Besides, I don't think you're particularly miserable with your current situation or obsessing about getting back to how things were, so I don't think there's anything rude about having the attitude of getting all those years back."

"Ok.". Rogue gave a bright smile. "Okay. Ah'll call her and let ya know so Ah can take some time off. Thanks, wife."

"No problem. And hey," Adrienne added with a smirk, "if you get your memories back, you'll probably realize you hate being my assistant and quit so you might not have to worry about taking time off."