<div class="floatleft">(https://cafart.r.worldssl.net/images/Category_35444/subcat_102868/lJnxrtix_1108142222461.jpg)</div><br/>NAME: Remy LeBeau<br/>WEARING: Body Armor, trench coat, his usual look<br/>DAY: Sep 10, 2019<br/>TIME: Early Day<br/>LOCATION: The Avengers Facility -> Upstate New York<br/>CONTENT: Catching a Flight<br/>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Dazzler, Blade<br/><br/>“Speak of the devil, and he shall appear, non?” Gambit murmured to himself. He studied the holo-Vision. It was a good projection, and he spotted at least a few of the devices creating the image. He filed that away for the future in case he ever needed it as he listened to the terse briefing. It didn’t say a lot, but then again, it was a simple situation, at least in concept. “Prison break? I’ve broken<em>out</em>of a few…”<br/><br/>He went to the Quinjet, not sprinting like the Knight and the Agent, but not leisurely strolling, either. He positioned himself just behind the pilot, so he could study the controls in flight. He didn’t have a pilot’s license, which Mademoiselle Stark was apparently far more worried about than he was, but he’d flown the various aircraft the X-Men had possessed at various times. He found a workstation and began working the keys. Soldiers, heroes, and thieves all had one thing in common: they could die from bad intel. “Lemme see who’s trying to abandon the Raft so determinedly, hm?” He wasn’t really talking to anyone in particular, but he wasn’t whispering to himself. Anyone who cared to listen could hear him. A list of prisoners would be very helpful. He wasn’t as skilled with computers as some he knew, but he’d picked up a few tricks here and there, and the fact that it was an Avengers machine meant he was already past some firewalls and protections to start with.<br/>