3rd Card Dealt [Action/Voice]

[kineticcajun]

[Finally. Finally the damn lights are out of his window. Gambit's never minded a little festivity, but when your eyes are sensitive to bright light, it gets a little hard to sleep when you can't. Take down. The Christmas lights.

So he's in a pretty good mood today. Snow aside, of course. He could do without that. But he's still venturing out in it - totally not slipping from time to time, you guys are imagining that - to swing by the grocery store.

Important business here. New Year's is coming up, and that means black-eyed peas. With the bad luck streak he's had going since he got here, he's going to need to make a ton of them for luck.

Which is making an idea dawn...]

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What kinda New Year's celebrations y'all got 'round here? Seems like wit' all the dif'rent traditions poolin' in, there oughta be some kinda party. Gotta be one night outta the year this place gets good an' noisy.

[Filtered to Jubilee | 80% locked]

Hey, petite. I'm t'inkin' we could use some fireworks next weekend. Sound like a plan?

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[kineticcajun]

Non. They're one of a kind.

[So much easier to play this off as something cool than something that had people cringing ever since he can remember. It tends to work pretty well, at least. Joking tone!]

Prob'ly ain't long 'fore we get someone else runnin' 'round this place wit' somethin' like it.

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[markofthebrave]

[Somehow, she doubts it. But still - you never know!]

You never know. This place does seem to draw in like to like.

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[kineticcajun]

[Yeah, he doubts it too. Unless that Gambit out of Jubilee's time has kids or something, but that is a horrifying thought and he's going to stop thinking it.]

Always some kinda odds.

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[markofthebrave]

[And a little shrug.] Well, it was nice to meet you, Remy.

[But they should probably get inside and start with the grocery shopping and get out of the cold.]

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[kineticcajun]

[Yeah, they should. Far too cold. :c]

Nice meetin' you, too. An' thanks for clearin' the ice.

[Seriously, the last thing he needs is a bruised tailbone.]