5th Card Dealt [Action]

[kineticcajun]

[Gambit is back from his mission today, and, much as he hates to admit it, he's exhausted. It's not often that he gets worn out, but this mission definitely managed it. But still, tired as he is, he's got a few things to attend to before he heads back to his apartment. He just means to knock them out as quickly as he can so that he can knock out as quickly as he can.

And so, early afternoon finds him slipping into the Item Shop, careful not to make a sound on the way in, so he can leave a card - a joker, to be specific - on the counter as a sign that he's gotten back safely. His way back out isn't quite as quiet as he'd been hoping, though, and just before the door shuts, the bell goes off. Merde. So much for that.

Once that's done, it's off to the grocery store. Food. Food is definitely needed before he sleeps. Too hungry not to eat.

After nearly ten minutes of staring blankly at spices - he suspects he may have fallen asleep on his feet - Gambit shakes his head and decides to just grab a can of soup and some instant cornbread. Nevermind cooking. Easy stuff. Quick.

He hates cooking this kind of stuff, but pride be damned, he's too tired.

Eventually, he finds his way through the town and back to CH1 to make aforementioned soup and lurch his way into his apartment to sleep, but it's very slow going. Feel free to run into him anywhere on his journey~]

Comments

[touchofrogue]

[She slants a look back at him.]

You gonna make me regret this 'fore I even start?

[Curry. Curry sauce. Yes. That should do. Oh, rice. And peanuts. Score.]

It ain't too late for me ta leave ya with Campbell's.

[kineticcajun]

[Thought so. He would probably fight against this more, were it not for the fact that he knows damn well Rogue wouldn't even offer under normal circumstances. And he also knows damn well that she's a good cook. He's not going to look the gift horse in the mouth.]

You ain't that cruel.

[Not bothering to hide his smile, he nods towards her various ingredients.]

At least let me carry all that for you.

[You're already being too nice to him just offering to make something. He has to even the score at least a little bit.]

[touchofrogue]

An' miss lordin' it over you for the rest of whenever? Nah, I don't think so.

[Because she's still mad at you, you see. She's just putting off yelling at you until you're back on your feet.

Serve him right if she leaves out the pepper.]

[kineticcajun]

[He's not sure if that vaguely worries him or if it's just funny.]

Got your priorities, don't you?

[touchofrogue]

[Has she mentioned you look like you're about to fall over. As she pauses and eyes him, the thought occurs again.]

You outta be glad for that. I coulda left you with the soup.

[But, done now, she turns to him expectantly.] Believe it or not, I don't know where you live. We ain't all in the habit of stalkin'. Where's closer?

[Your place or mine.

Ha, what a joke.]

[kineticcajun]

[He'll just ignore that jab at his information gathering and pause thoughtfully.]

Outta my place or yours? Yours.

[Although he is immediately wondering if One Eye is there. It's not much deterrent, though, because anything to get on Scott's nerves is fine by him.

He slips his hands into his pockets and decides he'll even the field his own way. His tone is totally nonchalant.]

An' it's Community Buildin' 1. Firs' floor.

[touchofrogue]

[She sighs at that an considers taking him to Mello's old place instead, but...

She can just hear the jokes about that already.

...oh well, might as well get an early start on dinner.]

C'mon, then.

[She's not sure how to deal with that freely offered information so she'll just. Ignore it.]

[kineticcajun]

[He nods. She's got his curiosity, alright. And while he's sure he's going to owe her for this several times over, he figures it'll be worth it.]

After you, chere.

[Totally playing the gentleman. Not just tired and lagging a bit. Nope. You're imagining it.]

[touchofrogue]

[She leads the way but will want to slip into the Item Shop to pick up her docking station. She'd hate for any misunderstandings to occur which would involve her hunting down and retrieving it.]

So when'dya get back?

[kineticcajun]

[He follows along, actually behaving himself for a change.]

Jus' now. Figured I had a few t'ings to tend to 'fore I headed back home, though.

[And first on the list was letting her know he was alive. The food idea took second place. He can get priorities right sometimes.]

[touchofrogue]

[Her brain sort of. Stutters on that.

Get his priorities right, indeed.]

Guess you didn't get caught, then.

[kineticcajun]

[He shakes his head, offering a small smile. Hopefully it'll be some reassurance that everything is fine, even if he's tired.]

Non. I was teamed up wit' a ninja. Wasn't too bad. Worst of it was the jungle itself.

[How is it it's always plants kicking his butt in this place?]

You were right. That place ain't no picnic.

[touchofrogue]

[A light sigh.] Trust me, if ya didn't have a metric ton of soldiers fall down on ya, what you had wasn't so bad.

[kineticcajun]

[He nods.] Didn't fall on us, but we saw 'em. Lucky it was jus' recon.

[And if that's the sort of security they have when they're not fighting? He definitely understands why Rogue reacted the way she did before he left.]

[touchofrogue]

What'dya find out? [Glance back at him.] Or did they wipe your memories on return or somethin'.

[kineticcajun]

[He sighs.] Honestly, chere? I got no clue what we found out. Whole lotta talkin' in code. Unless they got a Wingnut Dictionary sittin' around, I dunno how much it's gonna help.

[touchofrogue]

Huh. Figures. Think they'll have ya sortin' grain next?

[kineticcajun]

[That'll earn a laugh. More of one than she might expect. The lack of sleep is really setting in.]

Sure hope not. That ain't my area of expertise.

[touchofrogue]

[Yeah, Hercules jokes usually aren't that funny. Sidelong glance.]

So who else was on your team?

[Keep talking, keep walking...]

[kineticcajun]

Luke Skywalker, for one. [Which is still a bit of a surprise to him, for some reason or another. Jedi leader on a mission full of ninjas and a thief. This place.] Sailor Mercury. Couple ninjas - one of 'em a turtle. An' a kid named for a dog.

[He's not sure what's weirder - the fact that he had a mission with this band of misfits or the fact that, if he were to ever describe the group he worked with for Magneto, the description would be even stranger. He grins over at her.]

Y'know. Jus' about who you'd expect the Malnosso to send out for recon.

[touchofrogue]

[Luke Skywalker and ninja turtles. Her childhood. /sob.]

Tell me ya managed ta hold back the Saturday mornin' cartoon cracks.

[kineticcajun]

Somehow. [It didn't hurt that Leonardo ended up being a good partner for the whole thing. He chuckles, shaking his head.]

Musta been everyone bein' so focused. Killed any jokes on the spot.

[touchofrogue]

Mmm. [The thought of him being serious... she'd rather not think too much about what would make that happen.]

We're nearly there. Think you can make it?

[kineticcajun]

[Exhausted as he is, he's got enough energy left to make it back to his place. He thinks. But that doesn't mean he can't mess with her a bit.]

I dunno, chere... If I don't, you're not jus' gonna leave me out here in the snow, are you?

[touchofrogue]

[Snort.]

Ya think I can swing ya over my shoulder an' carry you?