<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://www.ohlalamag.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Screen-Shot-2015-04-23-at-12.12.09-PM.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Remy LeBeau | Gambit (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg13083581#msg13083581)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Domino's Dorm Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 8th, late night/early morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Neena Thurman | Domino, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Woken up by screaming, and begrudgingly gets up to invesitigate.<br/><hr/><br/>A brow arched when a rather perfect French accent and flawless French graced his ears. Though, if she thought he was French, he would be insulted. Being Cajun had it's influences from the French, but he liked to think he was, by and far, a much better gift to the world than the white-flag waving, snail eaters. Still, he flashed her a smile, and gave her a tilt of his head in recognition of what she said.<br/><br/>"Maintenant, pourquoi ne me préoccuperais-je pas d'une si belle femme?"* he said, grinning at her, as she leaned against the door jam as well. Now, this was interesting. He liked to think he was good at reading people--and this one moved just like the Assassins back home. Dangerous, quite dangerous. Beautiful, with a face as likely to smile when happy, and likely to be happy while slipping a dagger between your ribs. So needless to say...she was very attractive. That was not why he was here though. This time, anyway. Most likely. But oh, was she a pretty one. Why did he have a feeling tonight was going to be more interesting that it had any right to be?<br/><br/>"Hm...Now, someone sounds like they would be fun to have at a poker game..." he said, winking at her, before grinning roguishly when she asked about his eyes. "These? Ah, they just be a little gift. My real gifts are quite a bit more flashy." There was just a dash of his charm in his voice, just to relax her. She seemed a bit on edge and he had no desire to cause a real confrontation. "But if you be fine...Hm, suppose I should get going, let you sleep,<em>mon ami</em>. Less you have anything you need to talk about? Was a pretty loud scream, for a pretty young woman..."<br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">*"Now why would I not be concerned about such a beautiful woman?"</span>