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Oh, I love dancing! I'll join.

You do? Awesome! Any particular kind?

Oh, tap, jazz, anything! Except ballet.

I don't much care for ballet either. How about ballroom dancing? Or at least a bit of a Waltz or something?

Ballroom dancing I can do. And waltzing. Waltzing is good.

Then a Waltz it is. I'm Rogue, by the way. Thanks for offering to dance with me.

I'm the Doctor. And the pleasure is all mine.

So do you go around dancing with strangers often?

Well, I try not to make a habit of it, so no. Only for special cases.

Well, I feel honored then. Mind you, don't try touching my skin. Otherwise I think you'll probably regret dancing. There's a good reason for the gloves.

Why, what would happen if I touched your skin, exactly?

For you, it'd be a world of pain. For me, I'd get a ton of guilt, and your thoughts and memories. And powers if you have any.

It's my mutation. I have an X-gene. Everyone else gets things like pyrokinetics, or telepathy, or weather control... I get killer skin. Totally untouchable.

Oi, don't call it killer skin. I can see why its difficult to handle, but its part of who you are.

Don't have any particular powers, but, since I'm rather old, you'd get a lot of thoughts and memories.

Sorry, force of habit. I know it's a part of me, it's why I didn't take the cure. Still, some days a nice bit of contact without repercussions would be welcome.

Well, how many I get all depends on how long I touch you for. A short brush probably would just be surface thoughts and feelings.

I see what you mean. Well, sort of. As much as someone without that power can ever understand.

Shall we dance, then?

Yes please. *she holds out a gloved hand*

*beams, and takes her hand*

I apologise in advance if I step on your toes.

*grins, and places her other hand on his shoulder*

Oh it won't be a problem. I'm not that good. Out of practice.

That's slightly reassuring. I'm sure you'll be fine, though. Its like riding a bike, once you learn you never forget. Or something like that.

I think you have a point there. So what do you do with yourself Doctor when you're not dancing with us special cases?

Oh, I...travel. Just travel.

Travel's good. I hitched a bit when I left home. I was trying to get to Anchorage but only got to Laughlin City.

Travel is good, but hitch-hiking? That's no good at all! You need your own ship, or car, or something. Or at least to befriend someone who has one. Then they can take you were you need to go."

Hey, I was a runaway - wasn't exactly flushed with choice. And I was fifteen, so no car or license.

Luckily I wound up with Logan in Laughlin City. Then I wound up at Xavier's and the need to run ceased for a while. Well, eight years. Now I've got my own place. And the longing to travel is back.

*grins* But no more hitching. I'm totally cured of it.

Oh, traveling is definately addictive. Gets in your blood. Couldn't stop now even if I wanted to. No matter how long you travel for, how far you go, there's always more to see. Its brilliant!

Yeah, well I think the difference for me now is that I wouldn't be running from anything. I'd just be seein' stuff.

So what have you seen during all this addictive travelin' of yours?

Oh...everything. Well, not quite everything. Everything is what I'm aiming for.

Well I don't know what's left on your list, but I'm having a party on Saturday. You're welcome to come if you're not off seeing the rest of... everything.

Oh, that'd be nice. I always love parties! I could make banana daquris!

That'd be great. My apartment in The Bronx, 8pm.

Thank you very much. I'll be there. And I'll bring plenty of bananas!