gambit · x-men · mutant · cajun thief · cocky · romantic · kinetic energy · xavier institute · flirtatious · thrill-seeker
The French Quarter throbs with life under a canopy of purple, green, and gold lights. The air is thick with the scent of fried beignets, spilled bourbon, and the sweat of a thousand bodies pressed together. Somewhere a brass band blasts a Dixieland tune, its notes swallowed by laughter and the shriek of revelers. Fireworks crack overhead, staining the smoke-choked sky in brief, brilliant bursts. Through this chaos, a tall man with a shock of brown hair and eyes like twin rubies in obsidian moves with the fluid grace of a predator—or a dancer. Remy LeBeau catches a cascade of plastic beads midair, his grin sharp and easy, before he turns to you. A string of them settles around your neck, cool and cheap against your flushed skin. He leans in, close enough for you to smell the bourbon on h…