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Remy LeBeau ([info]ace_of_clubs) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-01 11:37:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, day 09, edward scissorhands, jean tannen, location: carnival, remy lebeau

Who:  Remy & Edward & Jean
What:  After his chat with the Doctor, he needs to have a look around.
When: 0722 - Day 9
Where: Near the carnival.
Rating: PG-13 for possible language.
Status: Dropped

The Cajun had spent his entire morning here (from nearly midnight, until the sun had come up) talking with people in this strange new place, and trying to figure out just what the Hell was going on. He'd woken up with that strange Foxy wolf-girl, but he'd left her where she'd be safe, and had wandered out, only to come across Wolverine -- but it hadn't been his Wolverine, which was very strange.. and he'd been two inches taller than Gambit, instead of almost a foot shorter. That had been discouraging.. he'd always liked looking down on the other mutant. It gave him a rise. Then the two had split up, and had agreed to meet back at the gym (apparently the tallest building around, and he could see it off in the distance, but wasn't headed there quiet yet) at dawn, while Wolverine had gone back to find Ammy, the wolf girl. And, lastly (and most strangely) he'd run into an alien. The alien (a Time Lord, Remy reminded himself), had taken him to the Museum, where the two had talked quite a while, and the mutant had found out a bit more about this place and the people 'running' it. He also found out there were more people here than just the three he'd met up with so far. And that made him insanely curious.

So instead of heading straight to that gym, from the Museum, he'd headed North-West, to where he could clearly see a Ferris wheel. It hadn't taken him long to walk there, only a few minutes, but when he came to the rickety gate and peered in at the old, rusting equipment, he let out a low whistle. "Feel like home." Commented quietly. New Orleans, of course, had plenty of places like this... but they were all up and running, with screaming children and laughing adults. It smelled like hot dogs and popcorn and candy cotton there.. it just smelled like decay and mildew, here. It made the Cajun scrunch his nose up some, those oddly colored eyes raking over the metal-littered landscape. However, he was hopping over that gate just a second later, like a practiced acrobat, one hand planted against it as he threw his legs up and over to land quietly on the other side. The sun was just starting to come up, and Remy was a bit on edge, after the Doctor's warning about those Weevils.. but he had a few bolts in his pocket, and there was tons of things to use as weapons around here, if he needed.


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[info]shear_innocence
2009-06-01 03:02 pm UTC (link)
Edward nodded, relieved, to hear Remy's reassurance that he was OK. It always made him sad when people weren't. "Gambit? OK..." he said, trying the name out, matching it to Remy's face and committing it to memory. He was very good at remembering names... probably because he had to remember little else.

"My name is Edward..." Edward said after a moment. "I've been here for a few minutes," he added, assuming that Gambit meant the area they were currently occupying. "Are you new? Edward seemed to brighten at that thought. New people meant that he had a fresh chance to make a friend.

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[info]ace_of_clubs
2009-06-01 05:36 pm UTC (link)
"Nice t'meet you, E'war'." His name, unfortunately, hadn't translated into Cajun very well at all. However, the red-head was still smiling that easy, charming smile, and he nodded the affirmative at his being a new arrival. "Oui. Jus' arrive uh few hours ago. In 'de fores' back 'dere. You only jus' arrive in 'dis place, too?" He didn't seem very concerned with being here.. then again, neither did Gambit. It was amusing. But if he'd just arrived here.. wait. How had he known about the others being experimented on. The Cajun, however, wasn't put off.. this boy seemed like he could be a little slow, so he was rephrasing that last question.

"How long you been in 'dis place? 'Dis box, wit' 'dese ot'er people, mon ami?" Maybe that would make more sense.. but as Gambit thought further, and he turned his head to look for that castle once again (of course, there wasn't one), it dawned on him that he may have misunderstood that question, as well. So when red eyes came back to Edward, he smiled again. "You been sleepin' in 'dis Carnaval," te French version of the word, it rolled off his tongue easier, "Since you got here? Or you sleep somewhere else?" Like the Gym, as the Doctor had said most people stayed.

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