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Player Name: Nuke
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Character Name: Remy LeBeau
Character Fandom: X-Men Evolution

[Option A]

[It's a bright and sunshiny day, and Gambit is not entirely amused that he has found himself back in Luceti. He's even less amused that he came back remembering everything that entails, although it has certainly come in handy, and at least he was not in a box this time around. The annoying thing is not knowing if anyone is even still here.

So, off he goes, shirtless and completely shameless, making his way through town and stopping just about anybody who looks familiar to ask the one very important question:]

So what'd I miss? Whole lotta nothin', non?

[Option B]

[It's been a couple of weeks, and Gambit has settled back in completely. The bad news about this is that it means he has officially gotten restless. And a restless Gambit is more or less a pain in everybody's behind, although, thankfully, he is taking it out on the Battle Dome instead of anything (or anyone) else.

Today, that means a full-scale swamp battle being carefully coded into the simulator, complete with radioactive giant alligators. Possibly with frickin' laser beams on their heads. You know, for the challenge. Of course.

The fact that he's taking his sweet time coding all of this in might be enough to attract suspicion all on its own...]

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[Ororo walks up to stand next to Remy, peering down at the program he's oh so carefully designing. She isn't very impressed.]

... Radioactive alligators, Remy?

[Remy grins wickedly, but otherwise doesn't break his concentration as he continues typing in parameters. This is going to be perfect. And - bonus! - entertaining for a good while. In spite of still working, though, he answers Ororo cheerily.]

Wit' laserbeams. Don't forget that part.

[Dryly,] I don't think I could have even if I tried. You're certainly being very... creative with this program, aren't you?

[Okay, he'll actually turn away from the console for a moment.]

Gets real borin' 'round here. Gotta keep t'ings int'restin'. You gotta admit, this - [He gestures to his glorious code.] - is int'restin'.

It's certainly different. [She gives him a little grin.] But I suppose I can't blame you for wanting to have a little bit of fun with it. Though I have to wonder if it isn't so ridiculous that it defeats the purpose of a training exercise.

I am shocked an' hurt, ma'am. [Yeah, the huge grin on your face really gets that message across, Remy.] 'Course it still counts as a trainin' exercise. S'gonna be real hard, dodgin' all them lasers.

[Rolling her eyes!]

And when, pray tell, do you think you will ever have to dodge laser-wielding crocodiles?

[For once, he actually manages a straight face.]

Roun' dis place? Could be next week.

[Okay, so that actually gets a chuckle out of her.]

Mm. Point taken.

So, I don't suppose you have a strategy for taking these lasers down, do you?

[The chuckle makes him grin again and go back to his typing.]

Y'know, I was jus' plannin' on figurin' it out as I went. Might be I'll find a way to get 'em attackin' each other.

You know, you shouldn't rush into everything headlong, Gambit. [Ororo idly straightens her gloves.] But that does sound like a promising idea. Would you like some backup for this simulation?

[She gives him a smile, unclasping her cape from her shoulders. Last time she'd been in the bayou, it had made it hard to get around.]