Waiting Game
Unlike his counterpart, Rogue, Gambit had gone without a lot of fuss. He was smart, smart enough to know when it was time to fight and when it was time to play nice.
As it was, he couldn’t hold the X-Men to blame for their actions towards what was left of the Brotherhood. They were just looking after their own interests, the same way Magneto had when he’d seen both himself and Mystique out.
Screw everyone else, Pyro included.
Gambit had known from the get go that something about him was off, different, not quite right. He’d always been intuitive and he tended to read between the lines whereas most people just saw the black and white, there were no grey areas for people like the X-Men.
For the moment he lingered in his cell, card flickering from finger to finger as Gambit’s mind turned over everything that had happened. It seemed far too convenient that the moment John erupted into chaos the government just happened to show up; didn’t anyone else think that odd?
Gambit flipped the card away, watched as the red glow flickered and died long before the ace of spades hit the bottom of the bunk. All it was was one long waiting game.
Scott had already asked him his questions and Gambit had answered to the best of his ability, he had no allegiance to Magneto and certainly any and all loyalty had been forfeit the moment the other man had run.
They couldn’t keep them locked up forever and even if they tried, Gambit would find a way out.
As it was, he couldn’t hold the X-Men to blame for their actions towards what was left of the Brotherhood. They were just looking after their own interests, the same way Magneto had when he’d seen both himself and Mystique out.
Screw everyone else, Pyro included.
Gambit had known from the get go that something about him was off, different, not quite right. He’d always been intuitive and he tended to read between the lines whereas most people just saw the black and white, there were no grey areas for people like the X-Men.
For the moment he lingered in his cell, card flickering from finger to finger as Gambit’s mind turned over everything that had happened. It seemed far too convenient that the moment John erupted into chaos the government just happened to show up; didn’t anyone else think that odd?
Gambit flipped the card away, watched as the red glow flickered and died long before the ace of spades hit the bottom of the bunk. All it was was one long waiting game.
Scott had already asked him his questions and Gambit had answered to the best of his ability, he had no allegiance to Magneto and certainly any and all loyalty had been forfeit the moment the other man had run.
They couldn’t keep them locked up forever and even if they tried, Gambit would find a way out.