[Well, isn't that sweet. Rogue rolls her eyes and flips in, using the momentum to land a scissor kick to one goon's head - who vanishes - and sing (solar plexus, instep, nose, groin) her way past the second and arrive beside the four who are still carrying Ian.]
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2011-07-30 08:39 pm (UTC)Y'all are seriously startin' to annoy me.
[She swings a punch at the goon closest to her.]