FOURTH WALL - Joint Post

[kineticcajun]

JOINT POST for Gambit and Noa! Make a note in the subject line who you're wanting and I'll answer ♥



GAMBIT: Will be lurking around Good Spirits both nights, keeping an eye on who comes and goes. There will probably be much card shuffling.

NOA: Will be busy running around town the entire time and getting into everyone's business. Anyone, anywhere, any time, she'll be there and will be fascinated by all.

Comments

[thesmoothcriminal]

...She can't be here. I like you mon ami, I truly do. But it is impossible that she is here. So I'd best hope there is another woman seeking me here and that you are mistaken because this. This is something where I cannot stand a liar.

[kineticcajun]

[Alright, he's obviously stepped into something he didn't intend. Oops. He has a talent for that, doesn't he?]

S'no lie. You'd be amazed how stuff that ain't possible is possible 'round here. Time don't work the same way. People get dragged here from all kindsa universes an' timelines. Hell, I met Captain America here, an' he def'nitely ain't around anymore where I came from. T'ings are real strange 'round here.

[You are talking to a comic book character, Other Remy. Logic does not apply.]

[thesmoothcriminal]

She can't be here because she is six feet underground in NORMANDY! [Remy catches himself and slumps back in his chair, massaging his temples. He hadn't meant to shout that particular detail. At all. Still the thought...he'd wanted, and wished, and even were it possible here he'd been a pallbearer. He'd closed the lid of the casket himself. And strange as it was to be talking to Gambit, of all people, accepting that Adele was here, now...it made him far too painfully hopeful and depressed at once.]

...forgive me. It...it was relatively recent. And I have not quite managed to wrap my mind around the loss, just yet.

[kineticcajun]

[That. Would be it. There's a wave of guilt. He may not have meant to poke at that particular wound, but... well, he'll accept that he did. After all, he doubts he would have reacted much better upon arrival if someone had told him one of his lost loved ones were here.]

...Désolé.

[thesmoothcriminal]

You did not know. If it is her...it depends upon her age, if people are taken from different times. If she is in her mid thirties? She knew. If she has not mentioned it, she did not want it known. If she is younger...[And oh, what a cruel cut that would be, to see his little Addy, his petite dancing angel all bright and unblemished once again.] She would not have known.

Gambit!

[katanarama]

[Someone is causing a ruckus in the bar. In fact, that someone is very close to where Gambit is in the bar.

And he's talking to himself. More like yelling, really.] I already told you! I'm not drunk enough to get away with singing Pussycat Dolls songs on the tables!

This is a game of patience!

[glovesoff]

[She looks down, not sure if revealing the secret would be beneficial or not.]

Ah don't think Ah'd believe you if ya did. [And she's not sure what needed to be done could be done without a Charles Xavier involved.]

But if ya do remember, you could tell her... tell her to let go. [Stop trying to block the psyches off in her head.] ...and tell her that it ain't her fault. [Stop letting guilt control you, stop forming a wall against developing your own powers.]

[kineticcajun]

[All those questions earlier about how long people stay here... dieu. No wonder she wasn't quite as keen on the idea of leaving as most people.]

Pretty sure she knows, mon ami.

aslkdjalsd YES

[kineticcajun]

[Dude. Just... what the hell.]

Dunno, mon ami, I t'ink you might jus' be drunk enough.

[katanarama]

[Deadpool looks over to Gambit, expecting, based on how he's speaking, someone... older.]

Maybe I am. [...] But the little box says I'm not.

[kineticcajun]

[That seems to be a common theme today.]

..."L'il box"?

[katanarama]

Yeah. Floats above my head, about this big. [...] Actually, it pretty much shows up where ever it feels like. I need to start keeping a leash on that damn thing.

[kineticcajun]

If you're not drunk, what have you been drinkin'?

[Because Gambit is thinking he'd better steer clear of it, whatever it is.]

[katanarama]

[Deadpool looks around for a moment, almost like his drink was something no one was supposed to know about. Like it was a dangerous secret.]

Well, I'm kinda short on dough. Last thing I drank was sewage water, I think? It was a couple of hours ago.

[Pause as he looks to the side.] It was regular water? Tasted like sewage water to me.

[kineticcajun]

[Dude, he's just going to. Stop shuffling now. What was with that look to the side?]

...Was somebody sayin' somethin' to you jus' now, mon ami?

[There are a lot of people here, but everybody else seems to have enough sense not to talk to this nutcase. Mon dieu what did he get himself into.]

[katanarama]

[He leans forward, and lowers his voice to a whisper.] The yellow box was just being a smart-ass. Don't worry about it.

I don't think it'll start talking about you behind your back.

[kineticcajun]

Right. [Dude, get away from him.]

[katanarama]

[Silence.

...] It's talkin' about you.

[kineticcajun]

[Small nod. It all makes sense. But she's right, he doubts the younger Rogue will listen to a word he says. Catch-22. But dammit if it isn't worth at least trying.]

Merci. She might not believe it, but I can try.

[kineticcajun]

[...] I t'ink I'll live, homme.

[katanarama]

[You are one tough guy, Gambit. Feelings of steel.]

Oh yeah! I just remembered, I wanted to ask you why you look like you do. [And got such baby smooth looking skin. It's like he's from another universe where everyone from the X-Men series was younger!]

[kineticcajun]

If you're askin' about the eyes, they always been this way.

[Have a little tact, man.]

[katanarama]

Who cares about your eyes? I'm not some fangirl, y'know.

I meant why the hell you suddenly look younger than a newborn babe. [Bit of an exaggeration, but it's Deadpool.] C'mon, you can tell me. Mutant to mutant.

[kineticcajun]

[Oh. That's what he means. Gambit can't help but wonder if the older Rogue from earlier knows this weirdo. If she does, that's probably why she's not hanging around here anymore.]

Guess nobody's told you about the whole "dragged here from dif'rent timelines and universes" t'ing yet.

[katanarama]

I figured the universe thing in no time. Didn't know about the timeline dealio.

So, what? You're the good ol' Gambit before he hit puberty? [He sure could use a lesson in that tact thing.]