hypnoticcharmer:

roguetouch:

Rogue lifts her gaze up to him with a rather loud laugh, not bothering to hide the amusement in her tone as she speaks. 

“What’er you talkin’ ‘bout, sugah? Ah’ve already got plans t’catch you. ‘Cause when ya least expectin’ it, ah’m gonna scare you outtah your shoes.”

Turning her head back to the view, she starts leaning in just enough that she can feel her fabric covered back brush against his chest. Letting out a barley audible sigh, she once again lifts her gaze to his face in hopes that his eyes will be staring back down into her own. Finding herself unable to look away.

“Will ya really take me there? Ah wanna go. Please, Remy? It ain’ too long until th’holiday. Ah’d really enjoy it. Ah’ll get a costume an’ everything.”

There’s a gleam of hope with a mixture of excitement and happiness  swirling in the depths of her eyes as she tilts her head slightly to the left.

“Bien sûr, of course I’ll take you. Especially if you’re gon’ wear a costume. S’long as it’s real low cut, an’ no one else gets to see you in it.” Remy teased, fully expecting to be hit for his remark. He could only imagine the types of costumes that she could wear. She could be a witch, a princess, a warrior, a nude model… the list was absolutely endless, though he’d prefer her to go as herself. He liked her best that way. 

“Jus’ because we’re goin’ on our own Halloween excursion don’ mean dat we can’ have a fun celebration here, too. Make everyt’in’ real dark an’ spooky, fill de halls wit’ ghosts an’ ghouls. We can even wake Emma Frost up real early wit’out her makeup on. Dat’ll give everyone a damn fright.” 

Giving him him a slight smack in the chest for his first remark, she gives him a look with her eyebrow raised. 

“Ah already got mah costume in mind. Ah’ve been starin’ at f’awhile. Th’only problem is ah ain’ had nowhere t’wear it’t Y’know ah lahk it scary. Don’t be afraid t’spicin’ things up.”

Opening her mouth to reply with something to defend Emma, but a loud laugh comes out instead. At first it’s soft, but then it gets louder until she can’t stop it.

“Remy, if she heard ya sayin’ that, she’d hang ya out t’dry.”

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