Hello, Again

[cardsharkgambit]

"Fine!" a loud male voice with a noticeable Cajun accent echoed down the hallway of the ship. If one were to come around the corner, they would notice a tall, brown haired man with fiery red eyes, and wearing a brown duster of his plant uniform, standing in the middle of one of the ship's hallways, shouting at--the wall? Some may recognize and

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[almostluver]

Inara paused as she came upon the man who had just finished his tirade directed toward one to the ship's walls. She looked around slowly and for a moment couldn't help but wonder if the whole ship's population was crazy.

She smiled though, tilting her head a bit to the side. "Now what did that wall ever do to you?"

[cardsharkgambit]

Gambit had to do a double take when he glanced over to find the source of the feminine voice that had interrupted his spat with the ship. He didn't remember the view on the ship being this good.

"It ain't de wall, cher, it what behind de wall dat Gambit have a problem wit," he answered, turning and slowly sauntering over to the stunning woman before him. "Don't believe I had de pleasure," he said, offering her a wide, appreciative smile along with his hand. "I'm Remy LeBeau, tief. Who you be?"

[almostluver]

"Well I don't think what's ever behind the wall is paying you much mind," she teased good naturally.

"I'm a rather new arrival," Inara informed Remy before reaching out and taking his hand within her own. "I'm Inara Sera. It's a pleasure to meet you."

[cardsharkgambit]

"De pleasure is mine, mon cher," he replied, taking her hand and placing a soft kiss upon it, his blazing red eyes staring up at her as he did. "You must be new, I know if I seen you around here before."

[almostluver]

"That's very sweet of you to say Mr. LeBeau," Inara beamed at him, glad to know she still had it after her run-in with Cameron Mitchell.

"I don't believe I saw you at either of the meet and greets."

[cardsharkgambit]

"Non," he answered with a slight shake of his head. He let his gaze rake over the woman before him for several silent moments before continuing, laying on the charm as only Gambit could.

"De computer had me dancin' circles for her little experiment. She told me I get cake if I do good. But Gambit must have done better dan I tought if she do him one better."

[almostluver]

Inara lowered her eyes modestly and turned her a little to the side. "Now you're just trying to flatter me," she murmured peeking over at him through her eyelashes.

[cardsharkgambit]

"Is it working?" he asked, curiously.

[almostluver]

She flashed him a knowing smile. "Perhaps."

[cardsharkgambit]

"Perhaps?" his smiled widened as she toyed with him, playing a game that Gambit was all-too-familiar with; he'd been playing it for most of his life. "Well, maybe you just need to get to know Gambit a little better...perhaps?"

[almostluver]

She flashed him an innocent smile. "It depends on what you mean by getting to know you a little better, Mr. LeBeau."

[cardsharkgambit]

"Non. Not Monsieur LeBeau, call me Remy," he corrected her, giving her a not-so-subtle wink. "And I tink we can come up wit' someting if we tink hard enough...Inara."

[almostluver]

She flashed him a charming smile and once again turned her head a little to the side. "Oh, I'm sure we could." Her smile becomes almost teasing. "We could always meet up for a cup of tea."

[cardsharkgambit]

"Gambit was tinking more along de lines of dinner, cher," he answered, taking a step forward and drawing a little closer. "A little wine, some candlelight, and mebbe someting sweet for dessert?"

[almostluver]

"Perhaps something along those lines could be arranged," Inara replied almost vaguely. "Though I'm curious, what would you serve me for desert?"

[cardsharkgambit]

"Depend on what you like, cher," Gambit answered. Shameless flirt