A faint blush dusted her cheeks—somehow, every time felt like the very first.

“Feelin' sweet already, are you.ᐣ And here Ah haven't even had my coffee yet.”

“Well ain't ya just full o' sugah today.”

Her smile faded

“Now, how "just" we talkin'.ᐣ The kinda trouble that blows up moons.ᐣ Steals planets.ᐣ Or the kinda fuss where somebody's mad 'cause ya cheated at space poker.ᐣ”

// @tandyybowen.bsky.social //

Dagger stood in the center of the room, glow dimmer than usual. Rogue stepped in, arms folded.

“Yer light's flickerin', Tandy. Ya gonna tell me what's eatin' at ya, or am Ah gonna have to guess.ᐣ”

// @nolaragincajun.bsky.social //

She leaned over the table, swept her hair back, and looked up at him as he entered the room.

“Remy.ᐣ Well, good mornin' to ya”

// @illyanarasputinn.bsky.social //

Rogue found Magik perched on the mansion's back steps, the air around her had leftovers of her portal.

“Well, sugah, ya gonna explain why ya were slicin' holes in reality before breakfast, or am Ah supposed to pretend that's just yer idea of stretchin'.ᐣ”

// @cyclops-summers.bsky.social //

“Boss, you've been starin' at that mission report so long Ah'm startin' to wonder if it's starin' back.”

Her tone was teasing, but there was a softness behind it

// @starlordofdance.bsky.social //

“Xavier said you were lookin' for some help. Ah didn't expect the 'Legendary Star-Lord' himself to show up in person.”

“So what brings a space cowboy back to Earth this time? And more importantly... whatever followed ya—somethin' Ah should be worried about?”