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Remy LeBeau (ace_of_clubs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

When the Doctor accused him of reading too many comics, the grin that spread out over his face was a dead give away that.. yes, the Doctor was right. Gambit liked his comics. "Don' knock comics, Docteur. 'Dey educa'ional." He shook the boot at him again, before finally lowering it to let it rest on the ground, though his fingers remained curled around it.

However, when that question came, it gave the mutant pause and his smile lowered, disappearing all together as he considered that. No one had ever asked him that question before, and he was trying to find a way to.. describe it. "Non, none of 'dose." Assured as he rocked forward, then leaned back into the wall again to get comfortable. The concrete on his skin and against his shoulder wasn't comfortable, but it certainly wasn't the worst he'd ever had to experience.

"Is.. warm, kin'a. Not in 'de lit'ral sense, 'dough. Not a hea'." He breathed in through his nose. "Is like.. havin' 'dis warm feelin' flowin' into you. Like when you drink whiskey, or sake?" The fact that he could pronounce 'sake' correctly, with his accent, defined all logic. The Cajun, along with French, apparently could speak Japanese. Not bad for having never attended school eh? "An' 'den.. 'de warm feelin' fa'es, goes into 'de objec', bu'.." He was clearly having trouble describing it, and finally looked aside at the Doctor again. "You ever feel like you got comple'e contr'l over somet'in'? Like all you gotta do is snap your fing'rs, an' you gon' get wha'ever it was you wan'ed? Feels like 'dat. Feels pow'rful. God amon' insec's, oui?" That had him smiling again, lips curling up to reveal white teeth in the dark. Strange, strange Cajun.