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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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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