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Gambit (pickacard) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-08-23 20:59:00

Entry tags:

bree tanner, emma winchester, lydia martin, remy lebeau

Who: Gambit and OPEN
What: Gambit's arrival in the library
Where: The Library and surrounding street
When: Aug. 23rd, early afternoon
Rating: TBD - Anywhere from PG - R, likely for language
Notes: Remy's current AU (I have several in mind for him) is that he did not kill Julien, refusing to do so, and willingly left the guilds behind. Subsequently, he never met Storm, and was never made a member of the X-Men.

"Uggh.. The sorry groan passed from his lips as fingertips began to twitch against the cool floor of the library. Slowly, as Gambit found his strength, he pushed himself up to his hands and knees before finally coming to rest in a sitting position. "Gambit n'ont pas beaucoup à boire?.." He asked himself, resting a hand on his brow to try and steady himself. It was then that his eyes seemed to take notice of the suits of armor that advanced upon him.

"Well ha-llo d'ere." He quipped, giving his wrist a forward flip to draw the telescopic bo staff into his palm. When the suits did not respond, but rather continued to advance on him, he snapped the staff to it's full length in a single motion before spinning it over the backside of his hand. "Can't say dis' be da' best reception Ol' Gambit's e'er had, but I do believe d'ere has been worse.." Suits of armor weren't anything he was terribly concerned over. They were tin cans, even if they didn't have people inside and nothing a well placed, well charged, card couldn't handle.

Which is exactly what he tossed their way.

The subsequent explosion filled the room with an echoing boom and a choking cloud of smoke. Gambit shifted his weight, pulling the armored jacket's collar around his face as he turned away, hoping to shield himself from any shrapnel and debris that he was sure would be coming his way. He waited a couple seconds, his brows arching in confusion. Those should have been smoldering bits of steel, and they weren't.

That didn't bode well for him and, after a quick assessment of the situation, Gambit realized he was at a marked disadvantage. There was nowhere to go, save the large doors behind him, and those didn't show any signs of moving. Remy spun his staff, holding it out in a way that would interpose it between them and himself.

"Now now gents, Gambit do love a party jus' as much as da' next guy, but he don't rightly be thinkin' you two are dressed to have very much fun - so, if'n it be all da' same to you, he's gonna have to pass on dis here shindig you 'ave planned, ya? It be nothin' personal o'course.." As he spoke he was slowly back pedaling toward the door, and took comfort that the suits neither seemed to regard him as much of anything. They simply followed him as he backed to the doors, which he was relieved to find opened no sooner than he had placed the flat of his foot against them, and once he was standing outside they simply dropped the small device on the stairs at his feet..

..and then it was over.

"Huh." He mused in a confused tone, collapsing the staff and tucking it into his sleeve in a single motion, before dropping to his haunches to collect and peer at the device.

"Now. What do we 'ave 'ere?"

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sonatainsilence
2012-08-24 05:27 pm UTC (link)

Outside the library, oblivious to the sounds that fill the streets, Emma sits hunched near a signpost, almost glaring at the small PDA in her hand. It is mildly confusing to her as she scrolls the screen, bringing the device closer to her face, eyes squinting in an attempt to discern something on the screen. Sighing in frustration, she glances around at the general passerby before fixating on the device again, her sleek black cello case forgotten at her feet.

As she reads, a hand idly tucks a strand of hair behind her ear only to have it fall free moments later. With an exasperated sigh, she lets the PDA drop into her lap. It beeps seconds later, and she snatches it up, face lighting up with hope as she frantically types a response and begins to look around. Her excitement quickly dashes when she very clearly doesn't find what she's looking for. She types another response or two before setting the device down and taking a few moments to gather herself. Leaning against the post, she just observes. The people, the buildings, the lights, everything. That is, until the doors of the Library open. Her head snaps over, directly to Remy as he comes out, clearly curious.

Another arrival. Is it someone I know?

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	[[ OOC ]] pickacard 2012-08-24 10:43 pm UTC (link)
	[[ Going to reply to you in a reply to Bree's thread and get everyone together, then we'll all reply to one thread so we can work as a group okay? Just trying to bring the 4 characters together so we can all write together! Hooray for open scenes!]] (Reply to this) (Parent)

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