<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2014/205/a/0/gambit_by_mubassam-d7s54m7.jpg)<div class="floatleft"><strong>Code Name</strong>: Gambit<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>:Remy LeBeau<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Xavier’s Mansion &gt; Pool<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:00 Am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Rogue, Banshee<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: <div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://s8.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/46072319.jpg)</div></div><hr/><br/>If you put 100,000,000 dollars on a table and said it was his as long as he explained what made him feel as strongly about Rogue as he did; what made him not only willing, but apparently happy to chase after her and be content with only seconds of contact here and there? He'd just be out of 100,000,000 dollars. He didn't know the hows or why's, but the who was most definitely Rogue. <br/><br/>Another thing about Rogue was that she was a good sport about things. She knew she could survive things easily that would kill Gambit on the spot, but she continued to go along because she knew it was simply him trying to drum up bravado and look good in front of her. "You always was a smart one, chere." When she started to stretch, Gambit took a deep breath. Her body was amazing and what he wouldn't give to ravish her. Give her what she'd been missing and what he'd been wanting.<br/><br/> He pushed that thought away for now though and let out a laugh when she made one of her "countryisms". No he wasn't laughing at her, if anyone happened to show up. He loved the way she talked; it's one of the things that drew them together. She was from the South, he was from the Bayou. They both had their way of talking and things to say. "I take yo goats in a peppa' patch, and raise you that it's hotta than a crawdaddy in gumbo." <br/><br/>He was enjoying this; he was enjoying it so much that when he sensed Banshee approaching, he kept the smile on his face. He figured it had been too much to hope that the <em>much</em> older man would just leave, and he was right when Sean's pride kept him from doing just that. "Hey there," he said with an attempt to sound as civil as possible, while secretly hoping Banshee would leave he and Rogue to have their private time, even if nothing came from it aside from them simply being close. <br/></div></div>