<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 Raft<br/>CONTENT: Touchdown, Time To Go!<br/>TAGGING: Black Knight, US Agent, Iron Heart, Blade<br/><br/>The Raft was in sight, and the sight wasn’t good. The SHIELD troops were being hammered by the mercenaries, and they still hadn’t seen any of the actual villains so far. Gambit checked his staff and cards, his devil-may-care smile on his face. “Let’s get this party started, hm?”<br/><br/>He took a moment to asses the battle. He picked out a knot of agents who liked they were in particular trouble, and moved to the hatch. “Let’s dance, mes amis,” he said, with a final look back at the team. Time to see how they did in actual combat.<br/><br/>Gambit leapt, not waiting for US Agent to land the ship. He shunted some momentum in a tight roll in mid-air before snapping out and landing on a convenient merc to break his fall. “The Avengers are here to help.” That still felt weird to say, identifying with any team that wasn’t the X-Men. He flicked some cards between his fingers, fanned them out, and let fly at the rest of the attackers. The fight was kicking off for real, and he couldn’t help but smile. No time for doubts or grief, just action, moving, and taking the bad guys down.<br/>