Samira, visibly uncomfortable, began whistling nonchalantly as if trying to escape the conversation. The truth was that she hadn't said goodbye to Rogue for a more selfish reason: Samira, being a possessive woman, didn't want Strax getting any more involved with her friend. The thought of losing any control over the situation made her uneasy, and she preferred to keep Rogue away from the group without much explanation.
What the hell am I talking about? This crazy woman just wants that slut to stay away from her husband!
"What was that now, Samira?" Strax asked, with a slightly suspicious smile, crossing his arms as he waited for an answer.
'She's so cute when she's jealous,' he thought.
"Oh, I just... you know, thought it would be better this way," Samira replied, still avoiding looking directly at either Rogue or Strax as she scratched one of her arms.
Rogue, noticing Samira's evasive behavior, crossed her arms and huffed. "You never change, do you, Samira? Always trying to control everything."
Strax sighed, realizing things were more complicated than he initially thought. "So... where does that leave us now?" he asked, trying to mediate the situation as the tension between Samira and Rogue only grew.
Samira finally looked at Strax, feeling cornered, but she kept a firm face. "That leaves us exactly where we've always been. I handle everything my way, and Rogue leaves!"
Rogue laughed, shaking her head. "Sure, Samira. Except this time, you're not going to push me away so easily." She looked directly at Strax, her smile now provocative. "After all, I still have some unfinished business here."
Samira narrowed her eyes, her possessiveness and jealousy bubbling to the surface. She knew Rogue wouldn't give up easily.
As soon as Rogue finished speaking, Samira was quick to retort, her eyes sparking with irritation. "Unfinished business? Oh, please, Rogue. What do you really want? I thought you had settled everything before you left, but here you are again, popping up out of nowhere and acting all important!"
Rogue tilted her head slightly, her bronzed cleavage subtly visible through her low-cut top, her feline eyes gleaming with a touch of malice. "Darling, don't be so dramatic. I said I had things to handle... not that I was disappearing forever. Besides," she blinked slowly, typical of her feline nature, "you'd miss me. Especially you, Strax." She threw him a provocative glance, which made Samira scoff in disgust.
Strax, watching the two exchange barbs, only sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration.
"You two can continue this ego clash later. Rogue, why are you really here? Don't tell me you just came back to annoy Samira." His voice was firm, but he kept a calm tone, as if already used to their disagreements.
Well, at least he thought so since he met her, which honestly hadn't been for long.
"Are you sure about this, Rogue?" he asked, looking directly into her feline eyes. "Dissolving your guild, joining us... these are big decisions. They aren't something you can easily undo."
Rogue blinked slowly, like a feline about to pounce. "I never do anything I'm not willing to carry, Strax." She smiled. "The truth is... I enjoy challenges. And you, well... you and your wives are certainly an interesting challenge."
Monica, who had been quiet until now, finally spoke up, her voice gentle but laced with concern. "Rogue, is this serious? Do you really want to leave everything behind and join us? It doesn't seem like something you would do."
Rogue looked at Monica with a less teasing and more sincere smile. "I know, it sounds strange. But... there are bigger things happening, and I feel like this is where I should be. Something pulled me back to you guys."
Irritated, Samira intervened again. "Right, but that doesn't mean you can just come back and... think everything will be normal." She shot a challenging look at Rogue. "You may have your reasons, but I know exactly what you're trying to do here."
Rogue chuckled, leaning back and crossing her arms. "Oh, Samira... you've always been so protective. But don't worry. I'm not here to steal anyone. I just want to have a little fun." She winked at Strax cheekily, clearly trying to provoke a reaction.
Strax, however, sighed and rubbed his temples, trying to stay focused. "Look, can you two stop arguing for five minutes? I really need to understand what's going on here." He looked back at Rogue. "You dissolve your guild, come to us, and now want to stay... for how long? What do you expect to gain from this?"
Rogue stared at him for a moment before shrugging again. "As long as I find it necessary, of course. I'm not exactly the type to make rigid plans." She then moved in closer once more, stopping dangerously near Strax, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And as for what I gain... well, that depends a lot on you."
"I'm going to kill her," Samira said, grabbing the spear again and advancing toward Rogue, but Rogue quickly dodged.
As Samira lunged with her spear, Rogue's quick reflexes saved her, as one would expect from a Cheetah. She sidestepped with impressive agility, almost dancing around Samira's strike, her feline tail playfully swaying as she spun around and stopped next to Strax.
"Whoa there, Samira! Are you really that mad because I paid a little more attention to your hubby?" Rogue laughed, her voice laced with sarcasm, but with a touch of feline provocation that made her smile appear even sharper.
Samira, still gripping the spear, glared furiously at Rogue. "Do you have the nerve to provoke me after everything? I knew you hadn't changed. From the beginning, you were always interested in meddling where you didn't belong!"
Rogue, displaying her typical confidence, shrugged again, not appearing the least bit intimidated. "Oh, Samira, you know it's all in good fun. No need to get so possessive. Besides," she glanced at Strax with that playful, feline look, "if I really wanted something, do you think you could stop me?"
"I'm going to kill her," Samira repeated with icy determination, spinning the spear in her hands and preparing for another attack.