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...]

[Voice]

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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Knew a few guys wit' that kinda livin' arrangement. [Himself included. Except that he tended to stray back to New Orleans sooner or later.]

But Paris... beautiful city.

It is, isn't it? They all are, compared to this tiny little place. Nothing quite like the feeling of people around you, especially at this time of year. There's nothing quite like New Year's at Times' Square or on the Champs-Elysees either.

...I kind of have half a mind to stir something up. Or at least do some roaming to find something happening.

Ain't that the truth. [Nevermind that he was normally robbing half those people blind, it was still fun.]

I hear the bars got some plans for some kinda party, but dunno 'bout anythin' else. Gonna see 'bout fireworks myself.

[Hopefully Jubilee will be up for wreaking some havoc with him.]

[He used to do pickpocket any random passerby for the thrill of it. It didn't take long for such small scale tricks to become boring and habitual.

He's since become far pickier about his targets, and chooses them on a much larger scale.]

Bars, huh? That's old, and way too tame. Now, if I can find the stuff, I can probably put together a few fireworks. Or...we could get some low quality stuff from the bar and make a few molotov cocktails. They're crap, but its better than nothing.

[Gambit's tone is just short of insulted.]

Molotovs? We can do much better'n molotovs, mon ami. Not as messy, either.

[There's laughter in his tone, and a very deep curiosity.] If you think we can rig up a few cakes or Catherine wheels in a week, tell me now. I'm still kinda new to this place, so I don't know everything available here yet.

I got my resources. Not too sure what all we got in de way of ammunition, but I'll find a way, trust me.

[Nevermind that nobody trusts him.]

Ammo's pretty scarce from what I've been told, but a few people have already put together small grade explosives. It's possible we can put someting together.

And...can you give me a good reason to trust you?

[Says a man of questionable morals and reliability himself]

I got plenty of ammo. [Every inanimate object in Luceti, man. Not to mention he's got Jubilee in on this and she doesn't even need that much.

As for the trust... pfff. There is no good answer.]

You're jus' gonna have to take my word for it, mon ami. We got dis covered.

Color me jealous. [No jokes here. He was regretting wasting his ammo on a hallucination-induced turkey!]

I'll trust ya on this then, but only if you give me a name to look for you by.

Folks call me Gambit. An' you, homme?

Gambit, huh? [He could get behind that.]

People know me as Arsene Lupin III.

Somethin' of a nickname. [One that more people know him by than by "Remy."]

Nice meetin' you, Lupin.

It's nice meeting you too. Can't wait to see what you come up with for New Year's around here--it sounds like it'll be a blast!

[Bad Lupin! The pun was fully intended!]