kineticcajun | 2nd Card Dealt [Action/Voice

[Gambit has been a frequent visitor of the Battle Dome lately. Not that he wasn't shy about visiting it before, but ever since the moon fell, he's been working out the excess irritation through copious amounts of explosions. Early today, he goes through his usual training of increasing difficulty in the Battle Dome, working his way up from a warmup into an all-out survival match worthy of the Danger Room the X-Men had back home. Despite the chains of explosions, he still emerges from it all without a scratch.

After cooling down by just wandering idly around the Battle Dome for a while, it's back out into the snow. And Remy hates snow. For one, bad memories (babysitting Wolverine and Sabertooth both in a snowstorm is not a fun experience); but also, he's just not built for snow. Thank god for this nice warm coat.

After a brief trip into the grocery store, he's heading back to his apartment to make some gumbo. Nevermind all this winter weather noise, it's time for something hot and spicy to warm up with.

Community Building 1, hope you don't mind the delicious gumbo scent wafting around the ground floor.

Eventually, after checking to see if the snow has stopped - and seeing that it hasn't - he'll turn to the journals.]

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Still snowin', huh.

Is it always this cold this early 'round here? Or is this jus' a sign we're in for a real rough winter?

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[ Hey. Hey. Gambit. You're being followed. Jubilee's creeping along behind you, putting all those years of evading mall security to good use. ]

[Evading mall security and evading a master thief are not quite on the same level, Jubes. But Gambit humors her for a while, pretending not to notice, before he chuckles quietly.]

There a reason you're followin' me around, petite?

[ sure it is! okay, maybe not. but living in a mall has given her supernatural stalking power... okay no. But she's not at all surprised. ]

I recognize those ingredients.

[He glances back at her with a grin. Does the girl have gumbo radar or something? Although considering everyone else he seems to be running into, maybe it's an X-Men thing.]

Guess you caught me. [Beat. He still remembers her mentioning something about his cooking before.] Not hungry, are you?

Not hungry! Starved. Stalking you is hard work, you know?

Can't go makin' it easy for you, can I?

[Shaking his head amusedly, he falls back to walk next to her instead of ahead. Talking to someone behind your back is a little awkward.]

Gonna take me a while to get all this ready.

I'd offer to help. But I dunno how you are in the kitchen. [ older gambit wasn't above chasing them out with charged cards, you know. ]

[And this Gambit is no different. But it does earn her a curious look. Yet another thing she already knows.]

Usually better on my own, petite. But if you're up for choppin' onions...

[Those sunglasses cannot save you.]

Yeck! Gag me with a spoon, no way!

[Can't. Not. Laugh.]

Haven't heard that one in a while.

Yeah, yeah. Laugh at the past girl, get it all out of your system. [ THAT IS HIP AND HAPPENING SPEAK BRO. ]

[HIP AND HAPPENING... IN THE PAST. Shaking his head and smiling, he nods towards community building 1.] C'mon, no need t'get your feathers all ruffled. I'll even handle de onions.

That's what I like to hear!

Hope you don' mind if de gumbo's a li'l spicy.

["Spicy" in Gambit terms may render you capable of breathing flame, after all.]

That's fine. Let's just try not to burn all my tastebuds off.

Part of the game, petite.

2nd Card Dealt [Action/Voice - Backdated to Yesterday]

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