Rogue - Yesterday at 3:37 PM
Rogue had finally been let loose from her SHIELD handler that had accompanied her to the Academy. They'd given her a backpack filled with some papers. A map of the school, a class schedule of places she need to be each day, and a few basic supplies. Considering she hadnt eaten anything other than prison food for the last few months, the cafeteria had been her first stop.

She took a tray and filled it with just about every available option. Lasgna, sure. Choclate cake, why not. Fried potato skins, of course. Once the tray was close to being unwieldy, she finds a seat neat a window and starts eating in a decidedly unlady-like fashion.

((Open scene for whomever wants to meet the new girl from prison!))
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 6:50 PM
Peter wandered into the cafeteria to sneak some of the food off. Putting some of the wrapped pastries in his pocket before grabbing a tray for some lasagna and fried potato skins. He went to sit with you as you were the only one around he saw that was also new. He put the the tray down and sat "Heyyy"
Rogue - Yesterday at 6:58 PM
Rogue stares at the young man for a moment, half way between shoving a fork full of choclate cake into her mouth. "What do you want?" Her accent is thick, and clearly southern. Despite that  the question's tone is almost accusatory, as if daring him to answer. As she waited, she simply kept shoveling more food into her mouth.(edited)
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:00 PM
"Geez no wonder your sitting here alone if you talk to others like that...im just trying to make some friends, im Peter" Peter said as he stuck his hand out for Rogue to shake
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:03 PM
"Ah dont shake hands." She looks at his hand as if it were poisonous before shoving the last of the cake into her mouth. "Everyone wants something, and you said it yourself. Ah aint here for friends, Peter." She speaks around it, the food mushing together her syllables even more. "But...." She sets her fork down, staring at him.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:09 PM
"But what?" He began eating lasagna as he listened, almost as if only tuning in after she said "But..."
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:11 PM
"You know where ta buy hooch?" It perhaps wasnt the wisest thing to ask the very first person she met, but Rogue had needs. Thirsts. "Cant imagine a place this fancy will be sellin' it inside, but there's gotta be someone makin' runs and bringin' it in. Always is."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:12 PM
"Oh i could get you some" peter smirks as the thought of money enter his mind
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:15 PM
Rogue shakes her head once, emphatically. "Ah asked where ta buy it. Not from who." She pauses for a moment as if remembering something. "... But, Ah could use a middleman. Save mahself some time. How much for the good stuff?" She plays with her lasagna, cutting it into smaller and smaller chunks with her fork as they talk.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:17 PM
"Well why dont you tell me what your willing to pay and ill cut you a deal?" He said eating some cake
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:19 PM
"This aint mah first rodeo. You give me yer prices and Ah decide if its worth mah time. Ah can find someone else, or just do it mahself." She leans back into her chair, ignoring her food and fixing green eyes squarley onto Peter's.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:35 PM
"Uh...60? Sound good?" Peter shot a price out blindly
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:37 PM
A snort of laughter escapes her nose. "Yer cute suggah, but you should keep ta doin' whatever else it is you do. Some folks wouldnt take kindly ta being strung around, with you pretendin' ta be somethin' you aint." She laughs again, shaking her head lightly before she turns back to her food.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:41 PM
"Hey anything you want i could get alright i know people!" Peter answers defensively
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:45 PM
"Calm down suggah." She sniggles another time, but takes a moment to calm herself down. "Ah'm shure you know people. But Ah aint throwin' money at someone inexperienced. Aint nothin' personal. Limited funds, and all that." She shrugs her shoulders once, causing the green shift on her shoulders to rustle.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:48 PM
"I aint inexperienced. I know how to get things and smuggle them too. Beem doing it for years i just never heard of whatever you said you needed"
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:54 PM
Rogue stares at him for a moment with her mouth hanging slightly open. "Hooch. Booze. Rotgut. Alcohol." She closes her eyes and shakes her head for a moment. "Damn Yankees." Picking her head back up, she looks back at Peter. "By good stuff Ah meant not beer. Whiskey preferable. Ah'll pay double the bottle cost."
Kurt Wagner Nightcrawler - Yesterday at 7:54 PM
Professor Wagner enters the Cafeteria, and glances around at the students. He smiles, and then heads over to the counter for a slice of pizza.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:56 PM
Peter takes another bite of lasagna "Alright you got it. When i have it how can i find you? Will we have like a secret signal?"
Kurt Wagner Nightcrawler - Yesterday at 7:58 PM
Kurt's elf ears perked up. He hadn't been a teacher long, but something about the phrase 'secret signal' made his newly formed 'teacher sense' go crazy.
Rogue - Yesterday at 7:58 PM
"Kid, Ah swear if you make me waste my monthly spendin' stipend on a fool's errand...." Rogue's eyes narrow, glaring at Peter for a moment. "Ah'll be around. Ah doubt there are many other girls that go around in black spandex and wearin' gloves the whole day."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 7:59 PM
"Fine whatever...why do you wear those anyways" he said as he ate
Kurt Wagner Nightcrawler - Yesterday at 8:00 PM
"eh," Kurt thought "Must have been nothing... " and he grabbed his pizza and headed out.
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:02 PM
"Its a safety thing." Rogue's eyes watched as Kurt entered and then quickly left after getting his food. "Mostly for other folks." She turns her gaze back onto Quill. "Dont hurt me none, but folks dont turn out so good if Ah touch 'em. So best not think about gettin' handsy." She cracks the knuckles in one hand simply by flexing her fingers into a fist, and then goes back to eating her food.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:03 PM
"Alright alright got the whole touch of death...thats cool...im gonna go work on getting you that um...stuff, whiskey right? Thats some hard stuff"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:04 PM
"Takes a lot to have any effect on me lately." She shrugs her shoulders one more time. "And atleast most whiskey has flavor. Cant understand why folks drink vodka. Tastes like nothin' and smells like gasoline."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:05 PM
"I guess i get ya...i know something stronger than both though"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:06 PM
"You dont know what hooch is but yer pushin' drugs?" She raises an eyebrow, looking at Peter with mild surprise. "Y'all got weird priorities here."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:08 PM
"No one said drugs."
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:09 PM
"Aint much thats harder than good whiskey other than drugs." Again, she was starting to regret her decision. She leans back in her chair, staring questioningly at Peter.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:10 PM
"This kind of alcohol is homebrewed. Doesnt taste incredible but its great if you wanna do like kevin bacon and get loose"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:14 PM
"No thanks. Ah've had enough of prison hooch to last me. Ah'll stick with the professionals." She looks down at her food, frowning as she sees nothing else on her plate.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:15 PM
Peter gives his Lasagna to her "Fine. Whiskey it is, just thought id offer
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:17 PM
Rogue shrugs and gladly starts eating the rest of his lasagna, forking it into her mouth before he can change his mind. "Appreciate the offer darlin'. But Ah know what Ah'm lookin' for. Food, somethin' ta forget mah time spent here, and then a path out."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:18 PM
"My job isnt to care or know why you need it. Just to give it"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:20 PM
Rogue smirks and nods her head. "Fair enough suggah, fair enough." She downs the rest of the lasagna in a few quick and noisy bites. "How long you been here?"
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:20 PM
"This my first day...you?"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:27 PM
She drops her fork and once again fixes Peter with an unflinching stare. "First day? And you say you can smuggle stuff in? You best decide real quick if you think you actually have better than a snowballs chance in hell of not wastin' mah money." She flexes her other hand, making the knuckles on it pop as well. "Cause yer gonna have ta find another fancy school, after you leave tha hospital."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:31 PM
He chuckles, laughing a bit "Ive smuggles stuff into every school ive been to. Im not saying ill have it by tomorrow, but ill have it:
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:35 PM
She exhales once and then twice through her nose before lowering her fist and relaxing her hand. "Fine. Good." She takes a long and deep breath, holding it in and then letting it out. "So long as we're clear on the consequences."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:36 PM
"Right. I dont get it, you use the voodoo touch of death no worries alright??"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:39 PM
"Ah wouldnt be touchin' you, just punchin'. It aint really fun for me either, so Ah dont do touchin'." Rogue closes her eyes, bringing a gloved hand up to the side of her head and running it through her hair. "We're changin' subjects, or Ah'm leavin'. Should probably find mah room."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:41 PM
"Im going to work on your little project" Peter says as he stands up
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:43 PM
"Great." She keeps her eyes closed, leaning back into her chair. She wasnt exactly proud of how the first meeting with someone other than school staff had gone, but she hadnt expected anything different either.
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:44 PM
"Oh before i go...does the name star-lord ring a bell??"
Rogue - Yesterday at 8:45 PM
She shakes her head once and opens her eyes. "Sounds like a video game character or somethin'. Sorry, Ah dont play 'em."
Star-Lord - Yesterday at 8:49 PM
Peter sighs and walks of mumbling "Damn it..."
Rogue - Yesterday at 9:11 PM
Anna-Marie spends a few more minutes in the cafeteria, trying to calm herself down. Eventually she gets up, grabbing her backpack and leaving the dishes and trays on the table before walking out. She needed to find the dormitory and get some sleep. Travel always tired her out.