No sooner has your hand brushed with another does immense pain flood through your head, and you drop to the ground with some discomfort as the woman who you briefly interacted with rushes towards you.
"Ugh..." She seems to be in a similar state to you, clutching her head as if her brain might bust out of it. "Who are you, sugar? Ah've gone and gotten some weird powers in the past, but ah never seen something like this... Ugh!"
She is about a year or two older than you, dressed in the most green outfit you have ever come across and seems to have black hair, save for a huge streak at the front of contrasting white. Her voice betrays her Southern United States origins well enough.
"What's happening to me?" you strain to say beneath the pain of sudden noises, voices and energies within your body.
"Ah don't know, sugar," the Girl seems to be doing a bit better than you at keeping the brunt of the pain from her mind. "I'm Rogue, and ah got the power to absorb other mutant's powers by touch so -"
"Uh oh," you manage to say. You have that power as well, and its clear that when your fingers touched, both of you at once gain the other's powers. "So have I."
"Oh, now that can't be good... and ah usually have ma gloves on and all... Oh, the Professor is going to have mah hide for this." Despite her pain, the anxious Rogue puts back on her gloves and, taking care not to touch, you with her skin again, attempts to make you more comfortable on the floor as she moves another gloved hand to some kind of communicator.
As you worry if Rogue has inadvertently gained any of your other powers, not to mention what is happening to yourself, the Library doors swing open to reveal a good friend of Rogue's...
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