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...]

[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.

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

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[Voice]

[shadedsunlight]

Seventh Heaven and Cloud Nine will be throwing a party. Still working on the details, but I hope to announce something soon.

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[markofthebrave]

[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?

[Voice]

[redjacketthief.livejournal.com]

You're not alone in wanting some noise around here. It's a little too quiet for my tastes.

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[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[Hey, look who dragged himself out of the clinic?]

Vodka martinis. Not sure that's a tradition you should take part in though, kiddo. Even if it does make for one hell of a party.

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[mallbabe.livejournal.com]

Count me in!

[bamfing]

[BAMF. Kurt appears, crouched on a bench, grinning at Gambit. He totally caught that 'not slip'.]

Now if only Iceman knew your weakness was slick ice.

[touchofrogue]

[You're just having bad luck today, Cajun. Here is yet another witness to your not!slipping. Pffff. She actually laughs a little, softly.]

Never thought I'd see the day...

[And, shaking her head, continues on her way into the Good Spirits.]