8th Card Dealt [Action - Backdated to August 21]

[kineticcajun]

[Today - or at least he assumes today - is Remy's birthday. It might not really be his actual birthday, and maybe that's why he's never approached it with too much excitement, but it's the day decided on by those who raised him. Somewhere, somebody probably knows the real date, but it's nothing he's ever really bothered himself too much over.

That said, he's not exactly celebrating his 22nd year of causing trouble everywhere. The day starts like just about any other, with a jog around town. Then a shower, then tossing together a fairly simple lunch.

From there, his usual trip to the Battle Dome for some "playtime" is delayed a bit by a trip to the clothes shop to get something other than the pair of shorts and tie-dye t-shirt that survived the latest sofa tribble attack. Once that's done, he'll head over to the Battle Dome for a bit.

Later on in the evening, he's having a cook-out, dammit. Burgers and steaks, with a slight Cajun twist on the spices. It is for his own dinner, but he's not a total jerkface - he knows cooking outside is bound to draw someone in this place, so there's extra, albeit not much. After that, it's a trip to Good Spirits for some bourbon and a chance to relax and wind down the night.

All in all, not too bad a birthday. It's possibly even better because he's made it a point not to tell anyone that it is... although the news might have leaked out to a few people.

Feel free to run into him at any point!]

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[kineticcajun]

[Remy stares blankly for a moment, not sure how she knew, but then realizes that this is a stupid thing to wonder about. There's any number of ways she could have found out, and in the end, the hows and whys don't really matter. Because this is a gift. From Rogue. A completely unexpected gift from Rogue.

...He inwardly hopes she hasn't gotten Stark to rig up this big floppy bow with some kind of explosive. Although that thought doesn't exactly remove the slow grin from his face.]

'Preciate it, chere. [So very curious. What fits in a box this size, anyway? Other than a watch. Which doesn't seem right at all. He glances back up at her with a spark of amusement in his eyes.] Can I open it or is it gonna go boom when I do?

[touchofrogue]

Please. You want me ta tell ya what's inside it too?

[Shaking her head with a faint smirk on her lips, Rogue turns to go.

In the event that this actually works smoothly and he lets her go, once he opens up the box he will find, wrapped in tissue paper, his very own piece of coal.]

[kineticcajun]

[He'll let her go. Honestly, seeing her at all was more than expected, let alone being given a gift. She might not be entirely out of the building yet, though, when he gets the box open.

There's just a moment's pause before he bursts out laughing.

Girl, you really do know him a bit too well.]