El Tango de Roxanne [Open]

[cardsharkgambit]

Being on board the ship for as long as he had had begun to wear on Remy, making him incredibly stir-crazy. He'd been down to the city. He'd seen the statuary. He'd perused the media library. But there was only so much exploring a man could do before it became tedious. Only so many statues he could look at. Only so much sitting on his butt

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[projectra]

"Well, that was quite pathetic, wasn't it?" a sharp, cold voice said, coming from the entrance of the Sensoriums. If Gambit cared to look, he'd see a willowy figure sheathed in cool, royal purple, her cold purple eyes staring at Gambit as an amused smirk spread across her lips. "Recreating your lost lady love with a subpar illusion." She pauses a few feet away from him. "I assume she's your lost lady love because of that expression on your face. So sad, so forlorn, so entirely pathetic." She raised an eyebrow. "How ever will you go on living?"

[cardsharkgambit]

As Gambit turned toward the intruding voice, the illusions that the sensorium had cast dissipated along with that forlorn look that Projectra had noticed when she arrived. The room became a smokey billard hall and Remy's expression became one of annoyance. "Ain't no one asked you your opinion. Has dey?" he retorted, turning sharply and walking over to an empty pool table.

[projectra]

Projectra looked around at the new setting and grimaced. How banal, she thought to herself as she followed Gambit to the pool table. "You needn't ask me for my opinion, I assure you," Projectra replied, "I am more than willing to impart them on my own. Usually for the betterment of those around me."

[cardsharkgambit]

"Mebbe you ought to better yourself first, mon chere," Gambit replied, taking a cue from the rack on the wall and chalking the end of it, "before you try betterin' Gambit. It make life easier on de both of us."

[psi_flames]

Jono didn't do tuxedos. Mostly he just didn't think he looked that good in them. But, well, it was Gambit's program so in a tuxedo he was.

He hadn't tried to talk to this one, but he'd been around the one back home enough to know that that his usual form of communication likely wouldn't work well. Instead, he raised one hand when Gambit finally looked his way, fingerspelling the word 'Harsh' in American sign language.

Of course, the question was whether this Gambit even knew sign language.

[cardsharkgambit]

Of course he knew sign language, which would help greatly considering this Gambit was just as resistant to telepathy as the one Jono knew--good thing to know that not everything changed between universes.

'Just like a woman,' he replied in ASL.

[psi_flames]

Jono's eyes turned up slightly, a wry look in them. 'Don't I know it,' he said, shaking his head ruefully. 'You don't need to sign. I can hear fine. I can't speak.' He pointed to his forehead with two fingers, the way he'd seen Professor Xavier do from time to time. Basically the sign he'd long ago started using for 'telepathy'.

[cardsharkgambit]

Remy arched an eyebrow at the man who, for some reason, kept the lower part of his face covered. "Psychic?"

[lilyofthedrills]

In a Pavlovian way, Yuri had started to learn that sensorium=either cool stuff or her friends being angsty. So seeing an in-use pod, she readied herself. Yuri A was ready with hugs and simulated warm milk (thanks Kate!). Yuri B wanted to jump into whatever, as long as it wasn't too scary.

When she peeked her head through, she was dazzled. The sorroundings were like something out of a fairy tale. She could imagine Cinderella at this ball, or just as easily the Red Queen chasing Alice with her Card-Guards.

Her gaze travelled down from the great chandelier. For a moment she thought she saw a pretty young woman with white streaks in her hair but no, it was just Gambit-ojiisan, posed awkwardly, apparently practicing.

[cardsharkgambit]

With his back to the door, Remy hadn't noticed Yuri coming in and was staring at the empty space that, up until a few moments ago, had been occupied by Rogue. His brow furrowed, he glanced around, first thinking that she'd flown off suddenly and was playing a game with him. But, no, she was actually gone.

"Rogue!" he called out, sounding both worried and annoyed.

[lilyofthedrills]

Looks like Yuri A will be on the job tonight. She stepped forward, feeling the smoothness of the marble floor that contrasted with the bumpy chitin of the rest of the ship.

"Who's Rogue?" Her eyes were wide with concern.

[cardsharkgambit]

Turning suddenly, Gambit was about to demand that the person who'd interrupted him leave immediately...until he saw who it was.

"No one," he answered. There were many things in his past that Remy preferred not to talk about with anyone on the ship, and Rogue was one of them. She was sore spot that he had no desire to expose to anyone. Especially since he'd have to explain why she'd left him in the first place.

"Just someone I used to know."