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Allen comes in with clothes and make up, there is in fact something frilly in his arms.
- @vines-and-ghosts
"Woulda cleaned if I knew we was doin' dis here.." Remy muttered, casually pushing a pile of laundry off the futon. The small space is disorganized, but cozy. There are at least three different throw blankets strewn about, potentially more stowed away elsewhere.
"Please don't tell me we doin' a whole fashion show."
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"Do you wanna trade sunglasses." Enya is holding her sunglasses out to remy with a grin.
- @enya-allen
"You wanna trade?" Remy tilted his head to one side.
Allen pops his head through a portal and smiles softly at Remy. Kissing him gently and humming. "How you doing Remy?" Hes in a swimsuit... probably on the beach.
- @vines-and-ghosts
"Been good, odder dan de broken nose." Remy leaned in to return the kiss. "How 'boutchu?"
Allen comes through a ring portal in a nice shirt. Long pink hair done up and his two sets of horns all nice and shiny... he seems happy.. he has the food for them both. "So that date?"
@vines-and-ghosts
"Gah! How d'ya.. Y'jus' came outta no where-" Clearing his throat, Remy brushed off his coat, briefly letting his fingers rub a patch. "So. Yes. Date. Um.. Dat's.. Yes. Dis like a between friends t'ing, or romantic..? Been a hot minute since I wen' on one."
*an orange portal would open and someone would jump out, falling a bit and screaming. She would shoot a web and swing to the nearest building, looking around and laughing*
Gosh that was a close one! Gotta get used to that!
@spider-lyn
Was an uneventful walk too much to ask for? Gambit paused, staring at the portal and the person that shot out of it. What the..
Part of him just wanted to walk away and leave it. However. Curiosity was a powerful thing, and he'd been responsible earlier. So naturally, he rushed across the street (ignoring the cars honking at him), and scanned the side of the building the portal person jumped onto, looking for the easiest way up.
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@roanokesilas
Remy was on the street again. Not living there, no. He just wanted to get out of the house and swamp for a little bit. Away from the other kids who made fun of his eyes and status. He might be one of the princes, but being adopted clearly made that title worthless. He pushed past a couple, tourists most likely, laughing and talking loudly about who-cared-what. One hand slipped into a purse, taking a change purse. "Hey, watch where you're going!" One of them cried. Apologizing, Remy ran off, pouch clenched tightly to keep it from rattling, calling out like his friends left him behind.
They were an easy mark, and the coin purse would most likely be dismissed as lost. He shoved it into the pocket of his overalls, then shoved his sunglasses back up. They were too big, but they covered his eyes well. Let him blend in as just a kid on the street, instead of what he was.
Le diable blanc. The name stung, no matter how many times he heard it cast his way. But now? He wasn't any devil. He was just Remy, street kid.
Hidden behind the glasses, his eyes scanned the crowds. No, too old. Too fidgety. Too nervous, that one would get him caught for sure. There. A man, his back turned, distracted by one of the pop-up bands.
Remy went up, pretending to bump into the man in his haste to join the people dancing. Once again, his hand slipped into his pocket, finding a familiar, smooth shape. Pocket watch. He'd stolen enough of those to know the feel.
What the HECK is a crawdaddy
@kid-nevermore
Ain'tchu know wha' dat is?
it's like... a tiny lobster. Dey tastey
So many Gambits popping up recently...
Hello hello!
I'm Nuke.
@t4ct1c4l-fluk3
Is dere? Ain't seen too many yet. 'Course, I ain't always go' time for dis webbed site..
It's nice t' meetcha! I'd introduce myself, bu' it seems you 'ready know m'name.
