<div class="floatleft">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/36900000/Gambit-remy-lebeau-gambit-36931338-646-930.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>:  Gambit (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301941.msg14752836#msg14752836)<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Remy Etienne LeBeau<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Remy's bedroom-->Blackbird Hangar<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Tuesday the 7th of September (2019)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Mystique, Bishop, Sasquatch, Rogue, Beast, Psylocke<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: As picture<br/><br/>Remy turns to Hank. "<strong>You wan a word wit ole Remy friend Hank. Of cours.</strong>" he says. He was tired of trying to pretend Mystique wasn't up to her old shit.<br/><br/>When she shot back that she didn't trust him either he just smirked. "<strong>You right not to trust me Mystique. Gambit's a thief. You may be missin some cash an' I'll have some fun money. Whut have you done again? Get back to me on dat, Hank wants to talk to me and we don' hav dhat long.</strong>" A hundred years of terrorism compared to a few con jobs? Remy wasn't what most would consider a white hat. He fought the good fight in his own way. He knew what he was, and never once claimed he wasn't a thief and a rogue. It used to be him against the world, now he had a family and that meant he looked out for them, because that is who he was. No one ever wanted Mystique to watch their back and she'd never given anyone a reason to change their minds.<br/><br/>He walks to a more private area with Hank. "<strong>Whut would you like to thalk about?</strong>"