9th Card Dealt [Action/Voice]

[kineticcajun]

[Another wave of New Feathers, some of them familiar faces, has filled Gambit with an overabundance of restless energy... moreso than usual, even. And so, bright and early, he's out at the Battle Dome to blow off steam. It's also a good way to work through any number of restless thoughts he's been stewing over lately. At least, in Gambit Terms, it's a good way of getting thinking done.

After fighting off waves of zombies, knocking a building down on Sabretooth, and blowing up Malnosso droid lookalikes, he's settling down a bit into a basketball game.

"A little bit" because every few successful baskets, he charges the ball and blows up the basket.

Gotta keep things interesting, after all.

And of all things to get him thinking, this is it...]

[Voice]

Y'know, I been here a year already an' it's 'bout time I asked about this.

We got people wit' all kindsa powers 'round here, right? Shootin' fireballs an' summonin' wind outta nowhere? There's gotta be someone in this place who can drop a slab of cement down for a basketball court, neh? Grass an' dirt roads don't work as good for that kinda t'ing.

Anybody who can magic up a good flat surface, lemme know. An' anyone up for a game once it's thrown down? Lemme know that, too. Game ain't as much fun solo.

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[touchofrogue]

[She. Probably shouldn't be talking to him. But.]

Basketball, huh?

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[kineticcajun]

[Pssh, of course she should be talking to him. Just look at the smile in that little window. How can she deny such a smile.]

Oui. Gets borin' playin' against myself. Wouldn't be int'rested in playin' if I can get someone to toss down some blacktop, would you?

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[touchofrogue]

[...no, she really shouldn't be talking to him.]

Please. I wouldn't wanna embarrass ya that much.

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[kineticcajun]

[Oh c'mon, Rogue, admit it. He's not all bad.]

Embarrass me? Chere, I'm sure you're good, but I wouldn't be goin' down wit'out puttin' up a good game first.

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[redjacketthief]

A year, huh? That's...a hard thing to imagine. [Seeing as he was a cycle away from that mark himself.]

How did you manage to not blow the village up out of boredom?

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[kineticcajun]

Mon ami, I spent the mornin' blowin' up plenty'a stuff. Jus' not the village yet.

[As much as he means for his words to be lighthearted, the bitterness he feels for being stuck here so long manages to sneak into his tone. A year. He hardly believed it himself when the thought dawned on him earlier in the week. And still no escape found.]

Guess it mus' be all these good influences 'round here.

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[redjacketthief]

Oh, those good influences...

[He was living with a bunch of them, and he could feel that old wanderlust creeping up on him.]

Can't live with them, but can't beat them. Joining them's not always that fun though.

...Any recs on good locations to blow stuff up?

[snikting]

[Guess what Gambit. GUESS WHAT.

That last basketball game you were playing? Logan saw it. Why did he see it? Because all the chambers were filled up. And he had to wait. He doesn't like waiting.

So when Gambit emerges, there's a typically grumpy Logan waiting outside.]

Finished yet? Or do you have more baskets to blow up?

[kineticcajun]

[Dude, why didn't you come by when he was dropping building on Sabretooth? You would've loved that. Gambit barely hesitates upon seeing Wolverine before he glances over his shoulder and back into the simulation chamber. And then back at Wolverine.

And then he decides to deliberately miss the man's point.]

Y'know, if you wanted in on the game, all you had to do was ask, homme.

[snikting]

[This is why he doesn't like you, Gambit. You snark against a man who still fancies turning you into swiss cheese.]

Basketball ain't exactly my sport of choice.

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[heartisabattleground]

Not sure I can help making one of those but I'll try and do what I can! But I'm always up for playing a game.

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[kineticcajun]

Wouldn't worry 'bout the court too much, mon ami. Bound to be someone 'round here who can slap one down. More players is half the battle anyway. You played much before?

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[heartisabattleground]

Not really, but I'm not against learning it.

[Voice]

[mythmaker]

Goodness, I don't have a power like that, but I've never played before...is it fun?

[Voice]

[kineticcajun]

Plenty'a fun, chere. [This probably sounds infinitely more flirty than he's really intending, but he can roll with that anyhow.] Could always show you the ropes if you're int'rested.

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[mythmaker]

[Fortunately, Azusa is oblivious to such things...or she chooses to ignore them. It's hard to tell sometimes.]

I wouldn't mind that at all. It'd be fun to play a game with everyone, I think~.

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[calmbeforethe]

[Oh, Ororo knows a thing or two about basketball! That's the one with the ball... and the baskets... Ah. Hm.]

My nephew Evan used to play a little bit of basketball. I hadn't known you were fond of it yourself.

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[kineticcajun]

[Evan is actually one that Gambit would probably not mind playing against. Colossus was always a fun opponent, too, for that matter. He grins.]

Don't get much chance to play here, but yeah. 'Sides, we could use a bit more friendly competition 'round these parts, non?

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[calmbeforethe]

I suppose it would not hurt.

To be honest, I am a little surprised that something of this nature has not already been suggested or put into motion. Does the local school not have a small court, or perhaps a level playground?

[dickmoves]

I probably know a guy who could just wish for a halfway decent basketball court.

[kineticcajun]

Wish for it? [There is something about the way he said that... Remy pauses for a beat before the lightbulb turns on.] Billy? Or is there more'n one guy 'round here who can wish stuff into bein'?

[dickmoves]

Just the one as far as I know.

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[fleurdesel]

[She'd seen his post up on the journals earlier in the day, but hadn't been able to get back to it just yet. Instead she packs up a small basket of beignets, a few bottles of beer, and a handful of cotton kerchiefs for Oliver before knocking on Gambit's apartment door. Not worth a large celebration, but a short discussion over sweets wouldn't be unwarranted.]

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[kineticcajun]

[Remy has actually burned off a good amount of that restless energy from earlier through all of his adventures today, so when he opens the door, he probably looks quite a bit more calm and relaxed than usual. He's got Olivier in his shoe box in the corner, though a sock is draped over the edge of it which is ever so slowly being dragged into the box.

Remy, for his part, flashes Adele a grin in greeting. Beer and food basket noticed. And also the kerchiefs.]

Y'know you're spoilin' us bachelors rotten, right?

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[fleurdesel]

Sometimes, Rems, a man is worth spoiling. As is his dog. Tribble. Pet.

[She snorts a soft laugh and offers over the basket of beignets and brushes past Gambit into the corner, tossing a handkerchief inside.]

Besides. If I keep him well fed he won't go after your new coat. Though I did take some precautions to make him more than a little reluctant to try nibbling on it.