kineticcajun | 3rd Card Dealt [Action/Voice]

[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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[And one of those times that Gambit did 'not' slip, a veteran snow-dweller, all bundled up against the elements, catches it out of the corner of her eye. It's hard to miss - after all, they're both headed to the grocery store.]

Are you all right?

[Oh, bruised dignity. How is it practically everyone else seems perfectly at home in the ice and snow? But still, he can play this off. He's already regained his footing, after all. Here, Katara, have a (reassuring?) grin.]

Jus' fine, petite. We jus' don't get much snow like dis back home.

[Well, some of them grew up in it--

What?

Katara does a double-take when she sees those eyes, unconsciously falling into a defensive stance.]

[But the grin and the tone is friendly enough.

...and he isn't exactly bad looking, despite the eyes. They're just a bit. Unsettling.]

Oh. [She glances down, noticing the uneven ice and snow cluttering the walkway as if for the first time. Yeah, that is kind of dangerous, isn't it.]

Let me get that. [And, with a circular arm movement, the snow and ice on the pavement all flows to one side in front of them. She'll have to do it on the way back too.]

There. That should do it. Although maybe you should practice trying to walk on it some more, just in case.

[Well. It's been a while since someone pulled the defensive stance. Le diable blanc strikes again. And he was just starting to forget that there were weirder things in Luceti than demonic-looking eyes. He tenses slightly at first, just in case, but relaxes when she turns to getting rid of the ice instead.

Now there's a useful mutation/ability/magic/whatever to have. Beats the hell out of Iceman making more of it. His smile, which slipped a bit at the defensive posture, warms again.]

Don't seem like I got much of a choice 'round here. But thanks.

It's just midwinter. If you're around long enough, you'll get used to it. Just try to keep your weight back as you step forward until you're sure it's safe.

[Aaaaaand lecturing random strangers, way to go, Katara. Well. Let's just fix that. She gives him a smile.] I'm Katara, by the way.

Mon dieu. Hope we got a way outta here by then.

[Riding out an entire winter here is not exactly in his plans. But he still files that information away for future reference. It's infinitely better than slip-sliding his way through Luceti until he finds a way to sneak his way into the Malnosso's headquarters.

But still. Here, have a charming smile, Katara.]

Name's Remy. Enchanté, Katara. I take it you been here a while?

[My, that's. Quite a smile. Don't mind her if she's staring a bit, either. Those eyes are really quite arresting. And, yes, disturbing. She's never seen eyes that look like fire before. But she'll recalling herself somewhere midsentence and look away, since... well, it's rude, isn't it?]

A lot longer than I'd have liked. But it's nice to meet you, Remy. How long have you been here?

[With how many stares he's gotten through the years? It's hardly rude at all.]

Only a few months. Ain't been too long at all.

[Although so much has changed already. Merde. What is with this place.]

[Her smile turns wry, knowing.] Still longer than you thought, huh? It's not easy keeping your balance in this place.

[...]

Would you mind if I asked you a question?

Sure ain't.

[One eyebrow raises ever so slightly. The odds of her getting a straight answer are probably not too terribly high, but he'll see what the question is first.]

'Course I don't mind.

[She takes a half-step closer.]

Are your eyes... okay like that? They don't hurt, do they?

[If there's any indication in his answer that they do, she'll offer to try and help.]

[...That's a first. He actually gives a blink or two of surprise before chuckling under his breath. This town really is full of all kinds, isn't it.

There's definitely no need to bring up the light sensitivity, nosir.]

They're fine, petite. Don't hurt any more'n anybody else's.

[She has no idea what petite means. That will likely be another question.]

Oh. [Maybe everyone in his world has eyes like that? She's a little abashed now.] Okay. Sorry - I've just never seen eyes like that before. [She shrugs a little.] You should have seen me the first time I saw blonde hair.

[Yeah, the French flying over heads is starting to be commonplace. It wouldn't surprise him in the slightest.]

Well, we ain't ever met anybody else wit' eyes like this either, so that's fair 'nough. [He fights back another laugh.] I take it you don't got too many blonde-hair-blue-eyes types back home.

[Blink.] You haven't?

[Then what did that mean? Why did he have eyes like that?

She shakes her head.]

No. Not at all, really.

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.

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

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

[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.

[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.]

[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.]

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