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.

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Gambit

[glovesoff]

[And suddenly, there's a clink on the table as his favorite brand of bourbon and a bottle of Southern Comfort appear. She didn't come up from behind him, no, just from that angle to the side where it makes it hardest to see in his periphery vision in order to drop off her peace offering.

And then she leans back and smirks, and this drawl may have a familiar tone:]

Was wonderin' if you'd be here.

ilu. XD;; 1/2

[kineticcajun]

[One eyebrow raises up slightly at the sudden appearance of the bourbon, with an accompanying small frown as the bottle appears as well. Who...]

[kineticcajun]

[The cautious suspicion is completely blown away by confusion, though, once he turns and is greeted with that familiar drawl. But this. This is not the same person he was expecting to see. But she kind of is. Only not slightly younger than him and with a lot of gothic makeup.

He missed something. He's sure of it.]

...Rogue?

[glovesoff]

In the flesh. [She takes the seat next to him and crosses her legs, thoroughly enjoying herself. It's not often that she gets to see him this confused and before so many things went wrong.] Miss me, Sugah?

[kineticcajun]

[This is definitely not the same Rogue. Even if the Malnosso pulled something to make her look different, he's never gotten a "sugah" out of her that wasn't sarcastic. Not that he's complaining, of course. Maybe she's the Rogue from Jubilee's world...?

He's still confused, but quickly regaining his composure. And by "composure" we mean "charm."]

Jus' caught me by surprise, chere. 'preciate the comp'ny.

[Especially when the company is not only Rogue, but also a Rogue who apparently knows his favorite drink. It might not be adding up quite right, but hell, he can appreciate it for what it is.]

and I meant to bow up there! So I will do so here: /bows

[glovesoff]

[Oh yes, she does recognize that "composure."]

Mmmhmm. Ah'm sure you do. [And she lets her eyes do a slow drag from his feet to his face, taking in all the differences and similarities before reaching over and casually opening her beverage of choice.]

Ah've wondered what'd it be like, bumpin' into a younger you. Stranger things have happened, right? [And this is a definite smirk as she pours herself a glass.] So now Ah just need to decide if Ah've already irreversibly damaged the space-time continuum an' can actually stick around for a drink.

[It's a dare. Go on. Charm her. She wants to see how good you are at this age.]

[kineticcajun]

[Well, he can't go backing down from a dare, can he? With a spark of laughter in his eyes, he lifts up his drink for a toast. A playful one, but a toast nonetheless.]

I t'ink it'll live if you stay for jus' a li'l while longer, non? Space-time don't really work the way it should 'round here anyhow.

[After all, Jubilee came from ten years in the past and somehow knew all of them as being older in spite of it. Space-time continuums have no place in Luceti, he figures.]

Gambit

[livesinatree]

[Oh, this is so... strange! And interesting! The sudden temperature change was strange, but even stranger is all the... white stuff on the ground and those giant things that aren't trees and everything else and it was so new and there aren't any other fairies here that she can see and even stranger yet is that there are humans! Actual humans! Though she doesn't remember anything about humans ever having wings, but still! HUMANS.

However, the cold is really starting to bother Crysta, and she decides to buzz into one of those giant things that isn't a tree while one of the doors is briefly cracked open. She doesn't know how much it'll help, but... oh! It is warmer. This is so amazing! She'll have to tell everyone about it once she gets back to Fern Gully.

... Hm. What's that human with the odd eyes doing with those... what are those? Is it some kind of magic?

Welp. Crysta's just going to fly around to try and get a good look at whatever it is Gambit is doing, though to him, she'll just look like some kind of buzzing, glowing, blue thing.]

m-my childhood...

[kineticcajun]

[Not magic, no, but some pretty fancy shuffling nonetheless. But he hesitates in the shuffling as the blue thing buzzes its way on towards him. What... is it? Some kind of magic? A mutation? Any other of a long list of possible creatures that seem to find their way here?

Almost as a test, he'll just shuffle through the cards at a speed that makes them little more than a blur. What do, blue glowy thing?]

MINE TOO /holds <3

[livesinatree]

[Magic, yes! Mutation? Nnnot so much. Not that Crysta would even know what a mutation is.

But... oh, that has to be magic! Curiously, she buzzes closer, although she frequently darts behind any other space or object, so as not to be seen. ... Because she totally hasn't been spotted. Totally.]

<3!

[kineticcajun]

[Maybe if he wasn't keeping so careful a watch out. But he is, and so you are very much an obvious thing, blue glowy. Not that he has much idea of what you are.

Still testing, he takes one card from the top of the deck and puts it down on the table, somewhere between them.

It's not charged, for what it's worth.]

[livesinatree]

[And Crysta will investigate! ... Hesitantly, anyway.

She buzzes down and glances up at Gambit - omg human - before taking a look at the card. It's thin like a leaf, but it looks nothing like one, and... hm. Maybe she could just ask him what it is! Though that would require her to do something else, first.]

Bless your eyes with magic light I [THIS IS SO EXCITING SHE'S GOING TO TALK TO A HUMAN] give the gift of fairy size! [WAIT SHIT NO] Sight!

[kineticcajun]

[OHGOD WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED

What just

seriously

IS THIS HIS CARD THAT HE IS STANDING ON BECAUSE IT IS STUPID HUGE NOW

mon dieu it has to be his card the pattern matches and...

...is that a fairy girl.

Give him a moment.]

...Is this some kinda pixie dust t'ing?

This is your fault I hope you know

[thesmoothcriminal]

[He'd spent half the morning wondering where the hell he was, and the rest trying to understand why everyone had wings. After the initial shock he realized that people he knew to be fiction were just...loitering about. He'd paused to duck into an alcove and smoke for a bit, mulling this over but...well. What better opportunity to look for- A promise had been made. And if he was ever to see...He shakes this off and wanders into the nearest, and only, bar, fetches himself a whiskey, and peers around until he sees someone familiar.

It most certainly is not who he would expect. He laughs to himself, shakes his head and wanders over, tall, lean, a bit of grey in his hair, bestubbled and almost painfully French. He settles next to Gambit with a salute of his beverage.] Bonjour Homme.

I am so terribly proud of it, too.

[kineticcajun]

[Gambit glances over at the other man curiously, but gives a small grin and a nod in greeting. Also, a small returning salute with his bourbon. Because he's not 100% certain he knows who this is, but there is an itching suspicion.]

Bonjour, mon ami. Looks like you jus' got here wit' the rest.

[That lack of wings is a dead giveaway, man.]

You should be. I wasn't gonna do this and you are the devil

[thesmoothcriminal]

That is about right, oui. [The man sips his drink, attempting to repress a smile and failing horribly. There's an almost boyish glee in his demeanor, though he remains calm.]

Think you could tell me where exactly here is and if there's a way out? I have an appointment to keep.

>D

[kineticcajun]

[That itching suspicion is growing steadily.]

Here is Luceti. An' there's no way out that any of us have found. Good news is, you might still be able to keep that appointment. We gettin' a lotta people here today.

[thesmoothcriminal]

Luceti? Well. It is no city, country, world, dimension, or reality that I have ever read of, heard of, or seen in any form of media before. So this is either a fascinating fever dream, or it is real. And if it is real I must say that you are a fantastic individual mon ami, and you should never, ever change. [Again he raises his glass, smile widening as he speaks. After another sip his control breaks entirely and he has to set his glass down to laugh into his palm. This, this must be real. And he is in fact across a cocktail table from Gambit. THE Gambit.]

[kineticcajun]

[Yep, he's pretty sure now. Still, he'll raise his glass as well and take a swig from it.]

'preciate the sentiment, mon ami. This place is pretty real. Strange, but real.

[Time to play his hand and see if his suspicions were right.]

What's your name, homme? I'm Gambit.

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!

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.]