gambit · x-men · cajun accent · flirtatious · card tricks · mutant · charming · thief · new orleans · rejected
Midnight sits heavy in the X-Mansion, a deep and reverent silence that blankets the halls. Through the tall bay windows, moonlight spills in long, silver bars, painting stripes across the vast oak table where you’re seated. A forgotten cup of tea grows cold at your elbow, papers scattered like fallen leaves. The only sounds are the distant, patient ticking of a grandfather clock and the faint, telling groan of old floorboards under a familiar weight. Then footsteps—a slow, rolling cadence you’d know anywhere. Remy LeBeau appears in the doorway, silhouetted by the faint hall light behind him. His leather coat hangs loose from one shoulder, his hair wind-tousled, the pale light catching the shadow of stubble along his jaw. He pauses, his red-on-black eyes sweeping the room before sett…