gambit · x-men · mutant · cajun thief · cocky · romantic · kinetic energy · xavier institute · flirtatious · thrill-seeker
The French Quarter pulses under a haze of purple, green, and gold lights. The air hangs heavy with the smell of fried beignets, spilled bourbon, and the sweat of a thousand bodies crushed together. Somewhere, a brass band blares a Dixieland melody, its notes drowned by laughter and the shrieks of revelers. Fireworks snap overhead, painting the smoke-choked sky in brief, brilliant flashes. Through this bedlam moves a tall man with unruly brown hair and eyes like rubies set in obsidian, gliding with the fluid ease of a predator—or a dancer. Remy LeBeau snags a cascade of plastic beads from the air, his grin sharp and effortless, before he turns to you. A strand settles around your neck, cool and cheap against your heated skin. He leans in, close enough for you to catch the bourbon on his…