Remy LeBeau (Gambit) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
kineticcajun) wrote2012-09-11 07:47 pm
kineticcajun) wrote2012-09-11 07:47 pm
9th Card Dealt [Action/Voice]
[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.
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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You changin' the rules of the game on me, homme?
[And he's got Sabertooth right where he wants him, by a pile of precariously stacked steel girders. He's perched up on the pile when he deliberately pauses long enough for Sabertooth to pounce, charges the girder beneath him, and bails out of the way, rolling when he hits the ground. Which is good, because that girder goes boom before the stack collapses, Sabertooth in tow.
And Gambit cracks his neck, grinning.]
'Cause I t'ink it might be a bit too late for changin' 'em.
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Am I supposed to be impressed? Even the elf could've managed that without any trouble. If yer gonna make a sparring partner, seems to me you might want to choose something a little more difficult.
no subject
[Feigned ignorance, he has it.
Also, he folds his bo back up, pockets it, and dusts off his hands.]
Didn't realize this was an audition.
no subject
[His tone indicates he wasn't impressed.]