Talking with friends (Rogue)

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Jonathan rubbed his face with his good hand. It had been a few days since he had decided to retire from his vigilante career, and he was still in a bit of pain from having his hand sliced open. He had gotten it checked, and gotten stitches in it, which was with a bandage. He had taken to wearing a black glove over his bandaged hand as well. Looking at the book he was reading, he rubbed the back of his neck with his unbandaged, ungloved hand. While he had managed to focus on his studies more, and that had helped a lot, however, he had also been in a lot of pain from the wound during his last day as a vigilante.

Reading the book about technology and engineering, Jonathan smiled. He had lately been going over engineering and technology books more and more, and it had been helping a lot with his ambition to become an engineer when he was older. Looking up, he didn’t see that many people in the living room, and it was helping him to focus since there was not a lot of noise in here. Continuing to study the book, he also thought about his mutation. Sometimes, mutants mutated further, either gaining new powers, or their original powers enhancing. However, sometimes they became more beast like. Jonathan was worried that might happen to him, and he would become even more like a spider. However, he didn’t need to worry about that right now.

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Continuing to study the book, Jonathan continued to have troubled thoughts about mutation and the problems that would come with any secondary mutation that could manifest in him at some time in the future. It could happen to any mutant, at any time, and so far, Jonathan’s powers had not increased. While some mutants wanted to get a better understanding of their powers, and increase them, Jonathan was fearful of any new or enhanced powers he could get. He was mainly afraid of losing control of any powers he might gain, and losing control of his current powers. Sometimes, these fears were trivial and stupid. However, unless he began to have visions of the future, he would never know if he would mutate more, or just gain enhanced powers.

Looking up as he heard a noise, Jonathan saw Rogue come into the living room. He had never really spoken to her, because he had not really gotten to know her, even thoough he had been here nearly two years. Closing the book, and wincing as he accidentally bashed his bandaged, gloved hand against the book. Gently clearing his throat a bit, he said “Hello Rogue. How are you today?” He had never been good at telling how someone was feeling, and the same was to be said right now.

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Rogue responded softly, biting her bottom lip out of nervousness. It didn't take long for Rogue to notice John's bandaged hand, and due to her kind as well as gentle heart she found herself concerned. Normally she stayed clear of other people. With her natural mutation she could easily put someone in a coma or even kill them with just a simple touch. Mistakes happened all the time, and even though she dressed in quite a lot of layers she always found herself terrified she would slip up. Hence her half self imposed isolation. The other half of the isolation was due to how everyone else perceived her. If they were not terrified of her and her mutation they hated her for her past in the Brotherhood. Numerous times did she consider running away, becoming a Rogue as she had been in the past. It was why she called herself Rogue. It seemed like the only life for her since she was an outcast with both humans and mutants. Yet, a part of her did hesitate each time she considered running. Xavier had helped her when she had been made insane due to the psyches in her head. She owed him. Her heart just couldn't abandon or ignore the debt she owed to Xavier.

She timidly stepped closer to the couch where John was sat, making sure to keep a safe distance from him regardless however.

"Is your hand alright? How did you hurt it?"

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