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Remy LeBeau: Here For Your Entertainment. (mssr_lebeau) wrote in valarlogs,
@ 2014-08-17 17:07:00

Entry tags:

!complete, anna marie (rogue), remy lebeau (gambit)

Who: Remy LeBeau & Rogue
What: Mssr. LeBeau arrives in town and, er, hits someone with his car.
When: August 17, Early Evening
Where: Out in front of a Starbucks in Santa Ana
Rating/Warnings: PG13 for Language
Status: Open! / Complete

California wasn't all that bad.. it wasn't so different from Louisiana, except that he'd yet to see a woman wearing pants (they were all short shorts), and no one had a Southern accent. In fact, that idiot in Starbucks had just called him 'dude'. Really? Dude? Idiot.

Remy was dressed casually in a lightweight suit, a dress shirt, and a t-shirt underneath. He wasn't even wearing a tie. The blazer and dress shirt were pushed up at to just below the elbows and he looked surprisingly out of place in this county that had all types. Only he could manage to look out of place somewhere so eclectic. Pushing his sunglasses back onto his face, he'd take a drink of the sugary, caffeinated concoction and beeped his car. A beautiful, blue 1966 Shelby Cobra 427 Super Snake.

Walking around to the driver's side, he wait for a few cars to rush by before he opened the door and slid in, starting it up and pulling out his cell phone to get the GPS going again. He had yet to make it to his new home, though his things had already been delivered there.

The billionaire was paying more attention to his phone than what was in front of him. One hand would shift the stick into first gear and those expensive shoes would dance across the pedals and the car would be moving forward to pull out of that parallel parking spot-- until there was a thump. He immediately looked up while slamming on the break, eyes wide beneath his sunglasses.

Holy shit. He'd hit someone! Turning off the car, and putting the parking break on, he'd hop out and come around to the front. "Are you alright?" Oh, shit, don't let this be like the last time...

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dangerous_touch
2014-08-17 11:03 pm UTC (link)

"Ain't supposed to drive and be on your phone anyways, asshole." She rolled her eyes at him. "I had right of way, so learn to pay attention." She'd snap at him. Rogue was now in a foul mood. She'd been strung out on nerves all week now this. She was over it all.

"Then maybe you shouldn't be driving." Simple as that as she shook her head,she'd seen him look at her face. She made sure her hair fell over the healing wounds. She didn't want to deal with the questions.

"No. I've got my bike." She gestured to the motorcycle parked on the other side of the road. "Ain't need rides from boys who can't drive. You got a name though so I can remember who to avoid?" Her lip curled in a vicious little smile.

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mssr_lebeau
2014-08-17 11:10 pm UTC (link)

It wasn't the first time he'd been called an asshole and it wouldn't be the last. When you were rich and famous, people were going to hate you sometimes. And for no good reason! Well, this girl had a good reason. Maybe. Just a bit.

"Hey, I said I was sorry, non? Desole. Swear." He crossed an 'X' over his heart with one finger, but would continue to smile, even through her angry words. "Usually I'm a very good driver." So he said.

"Well, if you're going to use my name to avoid me, I'm not sure I want to give it to you.." All smiles, it was rare Remy wasn't smiling. He was born to be a politician. Liar. Thief. Yes, a politician for sure.

"I'm Remy LeBeau. May I have the pleasure of y' name in return, fille?" Southern-licked English with a spattering of French and just the smallest hint of a twist of Cajun in there, with certain words. Oh, what a jumbled up man this was.

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dangerous_touch
2014-08-17 11:41 pm UTC (link)

She stepped away from the man. He felt like someone she used to rob from. Slimy. Rich. Troublesome. And she wanted nothing to do with him. "Yeah okay, I believe you." She rolled her eyes again, tired of seeing with him already.

"Whatever then." She start to had to get bike when he gave his name.

She bit her tongue. Everyone knew her as rogue but she want sure she wanted to give him that name. So she swallowed her dislike. "Anna" she flicked a hand at him. Dismissing him as she snarked over her shoulder. "Ain't a pleasure. I do hope we don't meet again." She was sure her face was all better, good timing to bail.

She got to get bike, slid her helmet on and very obviously looking around as if to say she was a better driver than he was, before she took off into traffic, the Harley carrying her off away from him as fast as was legal. God she was so pissed.

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mssr_lebeau
2014-08-17 11:49 pm UTC (link)

His hands would find his hips as she spend off like that, a smirk covering his face. He'd shake his head and turn to look over his car again, smoothing a hand over the nose to look for scratches and scrapes. After finding nothing, he would come back around the side and climb into the car.

This time, he looked around before taking off into traffic. The GPS could talk him through the way to his place. He didn't really need to look at the screen.

First day here and he'd already hit someone. Just great.

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