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Jean Estevan Tannen (burythehatchets) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"We'll be alright here," Jean murmured, wondering where the man who called himself Gambit had to run off to. No particular matter, he supposed. If he had to pick one of the two who looked as though he could take care of himself, it would be Gambit, even though Edward possessed the necessary physical modifications. Edward truly didn't look as though he would harm a flea. Untangling his fingers from his hair, he watched Gambit go, his gaze still flickering over the rest of the carnival in bemused wonder. What had this place been? Why had it been abandoned, and by whom?

"Well, Edward," he said at last, turning to the gangly young man with a placid expression. "I would very much like to see what those shears can do. Don't worry about how much you take off, just make me look vaguely human again, if that's possible." He smirked a bit at his own wry humor.