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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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pickacard
2012-09-07 04:14 am UTC (link)

"Well, dat jus' makes sense." Gambit retorted with an air of pride. "D'ere be all kinda reasons one would wanna scoop up Gambit and be droppin' him somewhere to put him to da' test. Gambit just hope there be prizes, 'cause it's always bett'ah to play when there be somethin' to win, no?" He adjusted the lapels of his brown leather jacket as he pushed up off the steps and trotted down them, his red eyes studying the woman with a curiosity that was unsure if it sought to be quelled or not.

Something was..different..about her and, while Remy might have been well versed in 'different', it always put him slightly on more guard. The world he knew was populated with mutants and he'd never known any who meant him any good. They were, generally speaking, people who used their powers for violence, ills, or other unscrupulous things. Remy wasn't above such things, working with the thieves guild sort of made that impossible, but it was always a good thing to know.

"Oh, you think so Chéri? Surprising Gambit not be an easy thing, not by no mans stretch of thinkin'." There was almost a cocky dare to his tone. He was amused, if nothing else, by the surroundings he'd been dropped into.

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kristina_snow
2012-09-09 06:04 pm UTC (link)

Bree carefully raised an eyebrow as she trotted closer towards her. Tossing her hair lightly she licked her lips at his daring tone. "Well, I obviously am not a man." Her hand gestured over her body to make her point known. She raised her head wondering why he had studied her so closely. "For the most part this place is a lot of fun, however there is no prize at the end of the test. Other than your life I mean." Her tone was threatening just purely soaked in lust and as she tried to tone it down she knew it just raised it more.

In one quick glance she smiled half heartedly at the other women wondering if they were going to talk or if she had all the attention now. That wasn't something entirely unknown to Kristina but she hated when Bree took over and did this.

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