<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/25/Channing-TatumA.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Remy LaBeau<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Xavier Institute<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Shirt, unbuttoned collar, dark jeans, cowboy boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty and Angel<br/><hr/><br/>Remy exited the high-speed transport tube linked from the upstairs male dorm to the ground floor entrance, wandering to the kitchen for an early morning cup of coffee. Since he'd quit smoking, he found that coffee perked him up well in the morning... He'd only been with the X-Men for a few years though he felt about now he was finally settling in. He'd been through some hard times with them, the Marauder debacle was a real test for everyone involved -including himself- though now it seemed after those initial hard days, he had proven himself and worked to redeem the hard past he shared under Sinister.<br/><br/>At the moment him and Rogue were in a strange place... They'd come from her X-Treme X-Men team having spent for a time the ability to touch and explore their relationship finally, only to once again be stuck to non-touching when their powers had returned to them. Both him and Rogue had been spending time away from the X-Mansion on various things and he felt soon they needed to talk. The thought was there in Gambit's mind for some therapy from Emma Frost to get past the baggage of their pasts, that perhaps through telepathy the pair could 'touch' once more. It was something to think on. Other than issues with his feelings for Rogue, it was standard times at the mansion.<br/><br/>He stood in the doorway to the kitchen for the moment as he overheard Warren's last words, "Hey dere Kitty, Warren... Nice to see you both 'round..." Remy spoke as he sauntered over in his usual confident manner and started to fix up a cup for himself. "I ain't seen Slim nor Frost yet... Dey likely be up and around soon though..." Like Warren, Remy leant up against a counter, "So how you both dis mornin'? It's been a while since I really talked to you both like dis... Jus' hangin' in de kitchen with a coffee... Always seems like somethin' be goin' on dese days..." The kitchen was filling up, making Remy look over to the door of the formal dining room.