We Are The X-Men

Turn of the Rogue

WARNING: Trauma, Intrusive Thoughts and Self-Loathing, Mild Violence and Injury

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A/N: Since this is a Reader-Insert fanfic, I'll be using a few abbreviations. Here's a key:

Y/N = Your Name

Avatar = Your codename

Other Notes: Reader is she/her, and I pretty much write out Kurt's accent, replacing w's with v's and th's with z's. If it turns out it's too hard for people to read that way, I'll change it.

Enjoy! :)

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"I raise!" Kitty assertively throws the card down and adds another cardboard gold coin to the pot. Kurt and Evan join her, adding their fake money excitedly, but you shake your head.

"Sorry guys, I'm out." You say, playing an exit card. No way you're about to lose another round of gambling.

"Alright, Eve the Illusionist is out." Kitty says, referring to your player character. She gestures to herself and smirks. "That means Deirdre the Priestess is in the lead!"

"Come on!" Evan groans, waving his cards in distress. "I'm a Half-Ogre! You know I don't have good gambling cards!"

Kitty's smirk deepens. "Pass or no?"

Evan slumps back, grumbling. "..Pass."

"And if I remember correctly, Kurt said he's out of gambling cards too, so I win!" Her hand reaches toward the coins, but Kurt protests.

"Not so fast! You don't vin until Fleck ze Bard passes, and I haven't passed yet!"

"You can't filibuster it, Kurt. If you can't play any cards-"

"Who says I can't?"

It goes deathly silent, Kitty's eyes wide and Kurt's face pulling into a grin. You and Evan watch the chaos unfold as you munch on a bowl of popcorn.

"You wouldn't dare." Kitty narrows her eyes.

"Vouldn't I?" Kurt smirks, and slams down the card so hard the deck collapses. Kitty shrieks, and the rest of you laugh as Kurt sweeps all of the gold into the Inn's pile.

"Ah, the 'The Wench Thought That Was Her Tip' card. Classic." Evan nods approvingly. You chuckle as Kitty fumes and protests the existence of that card. You'd never played 'The Red Dragon Inn' before, but it's really fun! Especially for a late night game night.

"And two drinks for my friend, Gog!" Kurt puts two drink cards in his deck, and Evan grins, putting on a deep, ogre-y voice. "Keep 'em coming! Gog loves drinks! Almost as much as Gog loves WAR!!"

"And I'll take my drink.. DRAGON BREATH ALE??"

"Ooh, add two more alcohol content, Fleck."

"Don't spike my drink, Deirdre!"

You settle into an ease you haven't been able to enjoy in a while. First the Blob incident, and then the Middleverse incident... You've been on edge for the last few weeks, waiting for the other shoe to drop. When will the Brotherhood strike next? Or Mystique herself?

'Or Rogue?'

You shake yourself out of that thought. No. You're not going to get stuck thinking about her again. You're having a fun night with your friends.

"I'll skip my action. And..." Evan looks around, then puts a drink card in Kitty's pile, "I'm ordering Deirdre a drink."

"No way! Why me?? Y/N doesn't even have any drinks in her pile!" Kitty points, and she's right. You're pretty new at this, but you know it makes the most sense for him to order you a drink instead so your character doesn't sober up.