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[backwaterbelle]

Rogue (32) Mutant. Avenger. Asskicker. Southern born and raised. New York resident. Sassy as all hell.

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well if she had to ramble about something might as well have been this

[sanative]

I know. I mean...not exactly, but I get what you're saying about not having the chance. Kids. I know that makes me sound older than I am, but I don't ever remember being that dumb when I was that young.

[ There's a pause in between the two texts, like McCoy isn't sure what to say before he finally settles on something that feels safe. ]

No. It's...complicated. Best you don't have to hear me bore you with that story of how I fucked up and she fucked up. Apologies for swearing.

true that

[backwaterbelle]

When it feels like you've already lived several lifetimes, it's okay to feel older. You certainly don't look it if that helps.

[At first she thinks that she's gone too far, pushed too hard into a possibly delicate subject, but she exhales when he finally responds.]

Ain't no bother darlin. I know that story quite well even without wearing a ring, least the gist of it. We all have our pasts and baggage, and I ain't here to judge it.

So if you need a friend, I ain't going nowhere and I'll provided the pitcher of tea.

[sanative]

Look at you, stroking my ego. Me and the bags under my eyes appreciate the compliment.

[ He stares at her message for longer than he should, just because it's strange having someone who understands. It's not that he doesn't love Jim, Christ, he loves that guy, but he never has been able to understand his divorce fully. When his response comes, he finds that it doesn't feel right no matter what he does. ]

Raincheck on that tea? Maybe while we watch the stars or sit on the porch?

[backwaterbelle]

Look at me, being honest to a handsome man. Trouble sleeping?

[When you love someone for years and have a history with them, it's bound to be complicated and messy in some manner. She just hopes that he finds himself some peace and some practice getting back on the horse. They're both things she herself is looking for while she's here as well.]

Whenever you're ready sugar. If you can swing in some fireflies to that beautiful evening, I'd be pleased as punch.

[sanative]

Always. Curse of being a doctor. End up worrying about all of you.

[ He doesn't think about how much sleep he lost when Jim had died, but he knows that certainly didn't help matters. ]

I'll make sure to put in a request some how. One jar of fireflies at least for you.

[backwaterbelle]

Curse of being someone who has a heart too, I reckon.

[Considering that she’s not a doctor and she worries far too much. Curse of being an X-Man. She gets the no sleep over death thing, only now it’s her own that keeps her up at night.]

You’re a sweetheart. Make sure you ask for living ones.

[sanative]

Don't be spreading that around, I've got an image to maintain.

[ The comment's equal parts a joke and him being sincere he really does like people thinking he's far more prickly than he actually is. ]

Will do, Rogue. Talk to you soon.

[backwaterbelle]

I'll try my best to tell everyone about the poor disposition, grey hairs, and rickety hips that can't dance.

[Challenge accepted Bones.]

Will do sugar. I blew you a kiss.