Who: Darius Summers and AoA!Remy LEbeau What: The gauntlet has been thrown. Where: Their apartment Warnings: Violence? And it's these two, even if one's not feeling like himself
Remy peered about cautiously from the outside window before jimmying the lock and sliding in. He could have taken the hallway, but his thief habits had warned otherwise. He shut the window without a sound and smoothed down the red cloak into place, checking for his bo like it was a security blanket before silently treading towards the room. The fact he hadn't paced out the place and found its dangers before jumping in blindly gave him an old familiar rush, and enough voices in his head to how stupid he was being.
He shouldn't be here, he should have gone off to find his group and get on with the next job. But the other one had been so arrogant, known what buttons to push, just how to hook Remy's interest. And there had been a challenge and if people found out Gambit had gone soft, work would be even more of a pain than Apocalypse made it.
Whup the blond slip of a boy (not too much), get back to Lila and the group, find out what happened. That should work.