Anna Marie: Rogue

Splitting up, Rogue took to the air, enjoying the wind through her brown and white stripped hair. The wind felt good after dealing with the sweltering heat, and for a time, Rogue was less interested in looking for anything, and just letting the air cool her off.

Still covered in sweat, Rogue finally got her wits together enough to begin the search in earnest. Flying overhead, her eyes scanned over the swampy waters and the tall grass that covered the everglades. Still nothing.

She was covering far more ground than Emma or Kitty, and soon was far out of reach of their help should she get in trouble. But Rogue was no push over. In addition to her ability to siphon life energy from creatures, she had taken a portion of Miss Marvel's power. Flight, strength, and far more durability than her busty frame would convey. Soon she found herself within the forested swamp areas. The verdant green was a good change of pace of the dead yellow of the grass. Even the water seemed to change from a murky brown to a crystal clear, inviting. But still, nothing.

Finally, Rogue sighed, landing on the swamp's bank,and looked in. It was inviting, cool looking, and after hours of searching... well, maybe she deserved a small break. Skinny dipping was a bit unlady like, but there wasn't anything watching, so maybe...