The Man of Many Gambits

As your new Guildmaster-- I got a few ideas on what's next...

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Shoplifting is a victimless crime. Like punching someone in the dark.

Remy Lebeau

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     With his breathing regular and the pain down to a tolerable level, he’s able to shakily smile again, blushing from embarrassment. He holds still so that Remy can finish wrapping his arm without difficulty.

     “ Well… I thought I could handle something like picking mushrooms on my own, but apparently not… ” He chuckles drly; picking mushrooms usually doesn’t include massive monsters, but anything can happen, apparently.

     The comment pulls at his heart, just for a moment, before he quietly pushes it away. Looking up at Remy, he eventually grins and nods.

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Remy can tell he’s hit a nerve and he sighs running a hand through his hair. “Sorry, Mon Ami. I didn’t mean ta strike a cord like that..” He can understand why. He too left so many people behind in his home universe. 

“But, y’ should ‘ave taken some kind of back up with y’ knowing da type of trouble this kind of mission can get you into.” 

[outlxwbarrage]

Yep. He’d appeared in front of someone. Zaveid had hoped there wouldn’t be anyone in the way but, alas, things didn’t work out that way. The man’s voice got his attention and he glanced over his shoulder. Zaveid turned, facing him with a neutral expression. Certainly this was one of those ‘don’t aggravate the situation further’ deals, if he was reading it right.

Alright, so maybe he was a little inconsiderate. But he’d meant to land on the roof so he could try and find someone from his world! 

“Geez. I’m sorry, alright? I said I fell short of where I was headed. I don’t Wind Rush often,” Zaveid said, casually shrugging. “I like walking, but the crowd was waaaaay too thick.”

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Remy huffed putting the glassed back on before he decided to chuck them and cause them to explode near the man in front of him. Kurt was always so much better than that at teleportation. 

“Well maybe if y’ attending armature hour Mon Ami don’t teleport into a crowd! Y’ gonna end up hurting someone that way!” 

[angstmemes]

Send me 🔪 to stab my muse.

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[fairylless]

So, he wasn’t gonna start a fight either? Fine by him. While he could certainly spend a few more hours following this guy and glaring at him continuously, that would be boring and unnecessary. So, with one last glare, he brought his hands to his face and removed his mask.

…He was totally still glaring, but he wouldn’t fight. 

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Remy smiled a little though he hardly was about to drop his only weapon, not like the other across from him knew the cards could easily be turned into them. “That’s a bit better... neat trick y’ ‘ave there though. Not a lot of people can pull off a trick like that.” 

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     He bites his lip and hangs his head, tensing in preparation. Anxiety spikes in his chest for multiple reasons and he has to exhale softly, nodding slightly at what Remy says. He just… always feels worse when he has to drag others in to his problems. However, that doesn’t mean that he isn’t grateful. So, so grateful.

     He opens his mouth to voice this, but rather than the words he wanted, he releases a short yell; cut off by the click of his mouth snapping shut. The hand of his uninjured arm clenches in to a fist and his eyes squeeze shut. He just nods again, saving the words for later– He’s too busy keeping whimpers from leaving his mouth.

     He’s had his fair share of injuries in the past, but he’s not used to it by any means. Once the initial pain passes, however, he opens his eyes again, managing to croak out what he wanted to before.

     “ …Th-Thank you. ”

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Remy nods quietly and gives a slight smile, “Y’r welcome, Mon Ami.” He starts wrapping the arm tight to keep it from moving around too much. “Da worst of it is over at least.” He said reassuring the other. 

Though the next sentence comes out in a bit of a huff, “Next time ask for someone to help y’ before running on and takin’ on these missions. From what I understand they really are meant for a group.” 

A slight smirk came over his face, “It’s not like y’ ‘ave a lack of powerful friends.” 

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𝔗ｈｏｓｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ 𝔖ｔｒｅｅｔｌｉｆｅ

[emperorxnce-a-blog]

                                              Damn, he’s good.

The albino sighed, calming himself down a bit. “One step ahead of the game, huh? Heh. That’s something I rarely seen. Though trying to look out for my safety, well, never had that feeling before unless it’s with others that are like me.”

He lowered his head. “The adults, they didn’t understand, so busy with abandoning others in the streets, fearing for their own lives believing that they brought monsters into the world. A harsh, unforgiving world.”

He was sick of that feeling. He loathed it with all his heart, but the other did serve a point on the whole identity thing, the youth never took off his goggles for awhile.

“If I show you who I am, keep it between us.” he warned before he lifted his head and his arms to carefully push up his goggles to unveil his purple hued eyes from underneath.

“I don’t usually come out of the corner to show my identity to strangers. It’s a huge risk but..I could make this an exception. After all, first times are a bit rough for me to lay out my trust to someone I don’t know of.”

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Remy nodded he understood the feeling. In his youth he got it more than he did now. The eyes were something most mutants didn’t have to deal with, some powers more hideable than others. “Ah, Mon Ami. Don’t know what y’r world was like but people are different ‘ere from what I can tell. Most people don’t care what y’ ‘ave goin’ on.” 

A chuckle escapes from his lips as he flourishes the deck in his hands expertly, “Either they think that y’re just part of this crazy new experience or their world was a lot kinder to people with powers.” 

He shrugged, “In my experience the whole keeping the identity thin’ isn’t really the issue of trust. Came from a world of heroes, understand, but y’ don’t give off the same kind of air they did.” 

“Either way not much to judge y’ on besides bein’ out ‘ere alone. Would ‘ate for somethin’ to ‘appen to y’.” 

[emperorxnce-a-blog]

𝔗ｈｏｓｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ 𝔖ｔｒｅｅｔｌｉｆｅ

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                                                  …Figures.

The youth closed his eyes as he replied,”I’m fine. It’s not like anyone else cares and if someone tries to harm me, I can defend myself. After all, I don’t do anything unless I’m provoked and if anything, I usually avoid fighting because I really don’t want to bother.”

Knowing how powerful he is with his prowess, he is the strongest of his own among others within the group, the alpha. However, the sound of shuffling cards from the other’s hands, it made him wonder.

He reopened his eyes and looked over towards him. There was something about him that he can’t exactly figure out because..static. Mental Static. Something’s blocked Saryuu and he can’t go peeping around there.

Agh, what an annoyance, guess it’s back to square one.

“Okay then, answer this. First, what brings you around here anyways and second, what is an adult telling me around otherwise? I don’t take lightly to orders from other people especially those who have no jurisdiction to do so in the first place.” he answered with a stern tone.

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Remy laughed and shrugged his shoulders, “Well, y’ know kids running around at night in a place like this is isn’t the most common thing, Mon Ami. Would ‘ate for y’ to get into some kind of trouble with the more unsavory groups around ‘ere.” 

“I do ‘ave authority. Practically run this part of town Mon Ami. Me men won’t come after y’ but me men aren’t the only people running around ‘ere looking for trouble. Can’t say for da morality of da other gangs running around ‘ere.” 

He knew this kid he had seen it more than once or twice in his life time. He was sure that this kid was like all the other brave ones who think that they can take care of themselves and live out on their own. Oh, how many he knew where wrong. This wasn’t Remy just trying to be an adult bossing kids around here, he really was more concerned about the kids safety over all. 

“Would think y’ might be in even more danger with da whole ‘idin’ who y’ are thin’ and da ‘ole power thin’.” Remy knew, someone prying into his head always gave him a very specific head ache. One of the few where his powers blocked out things like mind reading. 

“And before y’ go runnin’ off yeah I know and it’s because I ‘ave powers too. Don’t get eyes like these for nothin’.” 

[emperorxnce-a-blog]

𝔗ｈｏｓｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ 𝔖ｔｒｅｅｔｌｉｆｅ

      𝔈ven to the most unexpected of individuals, some would see a reflection of themselves in another.

Nighttime was something that was full of mystery despite it’s calm nature. As people around town would celebrate special occasions, others roam the streets, usually with a partner. However, in one alleyway leaning against the wall and nearby a streetlight, was an individual.

One that has kept his identity a secret since his arrival, being the adolescent, Saryuu himself.

To be fair, he had good reasoning to keep himself a secret. After all, it’s not like anyone else would mind his existence. Yeah, sure, he wasn’t like the others but the point stands that since his young age, Humans had left a bad impression on him.

In fact, he despises them..but why? Mostly to the fact that he was wronged, denied even. He was abandoned to the streets, therby forcing him to survive on his own without anyone giving him moral direction.

However overtime, bitterness overcame him and  this ‘monster’ didn’t want moral direction, he had his own way. Just as the woman said, memories are jarring to the soul, especially when it reminds him of those emotional scars that is deep within his own psyche after those years.

Scars that would never go away.

Before long, Saryuu sighed as he closed his eyes for a bit before he mumbled some words under his breath before he crossed his arms, just waiting it out for a bit. Eventually, he reopened his eyes and looked up to the skies filled with stars in the heavens above. The brilliant thing about the nighttime that atleast he could take the time to enjoy the peaceful night.

“Atleast there’s something to look forward to.” he mumbled to himself.

However, it wasn’t long before he froze in place and lowered his head to look around the area, believe it or not, he could sense something coming in closeby..

He’s on alert.

@chessmove-cardtrick

[chessmove-cardtrick-blog]

Remy had been keeping an eye on the young kid for sometime now. One that seemed to be hiding his identity, though unlike others that roamed at night like that he was not some masked hero. 

This drew attention to Remy because of how young the other was. He really didn’t care much for the idea of kids being in the streets, especially these type of streets. The ones where danger was prevalent. Seeing that this seemed to be intestinal and not some accidental mistake, Remy chose the option of approach. 

Now why he doesn’t look the most friendly of people at the best of times, not helped by his striking red eyes which were on full display tonight he tried to make himself at least seem friendlier. He relaxed his shoulders and pulled out a deck of cards shuffling them just to seem more casual than anything else.

He walked up and stopped a good few yards away from the younger man, “Y’ know Mon Ami! It’s not safe for people as young as y’ out ‘ere!” 

[outlxwbarrage]

Things are new to him, newer than what he was used to. The world he’d come from had been so… medieval that he’d gone through a state of culture shock for a few moments before he adjusted. Something like this wouldn’t hold him back. No, he has to find someone, anyone from his world to get answers from. Answers he knew they’d have. The seraph wanders the streets, used to being invisible to the ordinary person’s eye… but here. Here people can see him. It makes grabbing a bite to eat without anyone noticing harder than before.

Not that seraphim need to eat.

It’s a curious thing to the seraph, this world. Zaveid’s eyes travel over the people, and he uses his Wind Rush ability to clear the crowd, appearing in front of them without a care in the world. A grin forms, and he exaggerates his exhaustion.

“Phew! Haven’t moved like that in a while! Gotta admit, I fell short of where I was headed. Guess I need to put in a bit more practice.”

「 @chessmove-cardtrick 」

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Remy who was near the front of the crowd stumbled back a little before catching himself when there was suddenly someone in his walking path. The surprise nearly lost him the deck of cards in his hand and lost him his sunglasses. He was no stranger to teleporters but Kurt had never been that inconsiderate with his powers. 

“Oi Connard! ‘Ow about instead of showing off y’r more careful with ‘ow you teleport around!” His red and black eyes flared with a bit of danger, and the deck of cards glowed. Remy really wasn’t planning on doing anything more than being intimidating. 

He huffed leaning down to grab his glasses, keeping his eyes on the man. If this did end badly because of his reckless tongue he probably shouldn’t put himself at a disadvantage right away. “Fuckin’ teleporters,” He muttered out brushing off the glasses.  

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The cards caught his attention, and he glanced up sideways at the other. Immediately, he snapped his head around to see the tricks better, his eyes slowly growing into stars as he was completely entranced by the sudden change of events. Glowing cards, cool tricks, and…!

             “A Superhero!?”

For the moment, everything was pushed away with the newfound information, stopping in his tracks completely. Forget ice cream! This was way cooler! (Pun intended.)

            “Wow, does that mean you have superpowers and stuff? Can you fly? Can you shoot lasers from your eyes? Oh, do you have your own TV show!?”

He danced around in front of Remy, staring up at him expectantly with large eyes. He was completely invested in this now; he wouldn’t let this guy go without answering his questions first.

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Remy laughed a little and he let the cards rest in his hands. He pulled off the top card. He had not seen many that excited in recent memory. Maybe because of the political turmoil of mutants or maybe superheroes had just become mundane. He set the card on one of his fingers letting it spin impossibly. 

“Ah Mon Ami, I do ‘ave powers.” Remy laughed. “No flight nor lasers unfortunately. Did know some people like that in my time. No, no TV show. Would have been cool, but not popular enough.” He laughed and he stood up straight letting the card come to rest in his palm. 

“What I can do is make thin’s float and...” With a dramatic swoop of his arm he sent the card flying into the air. It wasn’t much longer that it exploded. “Make things explode. Along with a few other things.” 

[chessmove-cardtrick-blog]

Truth to Mask the Heart

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He was silent.

He was quiet because he didn’t know what to say. This feeling swelling in his lungs felt familiar and it hurt a lot. For a brief moment, he wondered if he should’ve come here in the first place.

No, this was important. He had to know. And he knew now. So, what would he do with the truth?

            “You…”

He inhaled.

            “You have to stop. You can’t do this again! You could really get hurt.”

He had faith that Remy did hurt people himself. No, Remy was a good person. He just did bad things. That’s all it was. That’s all Steven hoped it was.

             “Please, you have to promise me you’ll never do it again!”

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Remy paused quietly watching Steven’s reaction it certainly wasn’t exactly what he expected. He honestly expected to be yelled at or for Steven to run away threatening to call the police. Concern over his safety was kind of the last thing he thought about. Remy knew though that, it wasn’t a promise he could keep. It was one of his few ways of income until the bars and casinos really took off. If they ever did. 

Remy sighed he didn’t want to lie not to Steven. Even more so he didn’t want Steven to find out later that he had been lied to. “Now... Mon Ami that isn’t a promise I can keep.” 

“I know that it’s hard to hear but I really don’t want to lie to you. It’s ‘ow I make money, Mon Ami.” 

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The feline seems to fumble about in her grip, meowing pitifully at her and hissing a few times. Eventually, Allura’s grip weakens and the cat squirms until it jumps out of her hands. She watches as it runs from her and to a man. Who, as she looked up at him, didn’t look too happy about how she was treating his cat. Her eyes narrow, hands going to her hips.

“Your cat doesn’t seem very friendly. He was hurting my friends!” She huffs, her little mice friends peeking out from behind her hair, resting on her shoulder. Her mice meant a lot to her; as if she would let them get hurt.

“I was stopping him from hurting my friends further. If I hadn’t picked him up, he could have done some real damage. Maybe you should teach him on how not to attack every little creature in sight.” Was she angry? Damn straight she was. The way her paladins spoke of cats, they were soft, cuddly, and friendly. Looks like they were wrong.

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Remy carefully picks up Oliver rolling his eyes, and lets him jump up onto his shoulder. He was still angry about the miss treatment of his cat and she was implying that he had gone after her mice. Well it was obvious that Oliver would chase mice. He was a cat and was much helpful for rats and mice in his last hell of an apartment. 

“Oliver is friendly not just toward common pests.” Remy really didn’t mean it more as an insult on her for having mice indeed he had met several owners of the sort in his time. It was more letting them roam around the halls freely that he had a problem with. 

“Two problems. Y’r askin’ a cat to not to hunt mice. The thin’ that we practically keep ‘em around for. Two y’r askin’ moi ta train a cat, which is a nearly impossible task. If it wasn’t ‘e wouldn’t be out of my apartment bothering y’r mice in da first place.”

“You probably shouldn’t let y’r mice roam free most people don’t take kindly to ‘em.”   

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     The fox winces when his arm is moved, biting his lip to keep any sound from escaping. So it is broken; he’d figured, with how it looked, and the sound he’d heard when the monster got him before. Despite his efforts, he hisses quietly when Remy begins to clean the gash.

     He glances at the other, only for a moment, before averting his gaze to the floor.

     “I- I know, but…” Tails has no issue working on a team, usually, nor asking for help– When the reason he needs help doesn’t involve him making a fool of himself, that is. He’d mess something up, he’d fix it himself, and then he’d come back better and having learned from it without having other people deal with his screw ups. That’s how he’s always done this.

     “You don’t n-need to bother yourself.” He’d pull away if he weren’t afraid of the pain.

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“This is goin’ to hurt.” 

“Nothin’ wrong with askin’ for ‘help even if it’s y’r own screw ups. If that was da case I would be dead a few times over because of it.” Usually Rogue or Logan would have to come and help out his stupid ass when those things happened. He did have a talent for getting himself into a tight spot. Sure it sucked but he wouldn’t trade either of them in for the world. 

“Well I’m here now.” He explained and let out a breath putting his hands carefully on either side of the break point. “And think about ‘ow bad this could ‘ave been if I wasn’t-” Right in the middle of the sentence he made the swift motion with his hands pushing Tails’ bone back into the right place. “out ‘ere.”

“Sorry, they say it ‘urts less if y’ aren’t expectin’ it.”  

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     Tails’ eyes widen and his mouth falls open slightly, staring at the cards during the duration of Remy’s trick. His mind races with the possibilities; Does he control them with magnetism? The cards don’t look like a metal– strings, wires? How did he do that?

     Once he stops gawking, he realizes Remy had been speaking, and tries to catch up. Something about casinos and luck; he can obviously see why the human (if he truly is one, he thinks) would be able to make a profit, but again, he doesn’t want to assume. Whether Remy uses his ability, whatever it may be, to… gain an advantage in casinos or not is none of his business.

     ‘Gambit’– a cool nickname, he thinks, for a decidedly cool person. That card trick from earlier still has him baffled.

     “Oh– Hardly. I’m more of a mechanic and inventor than I am a pilot, really. Which is why I’ve gotta ask; how did you do that thing with the cards? Electromagnetism, maybe? Are they metal or something?” And so begins the interrogation. This boy really needs to learn some restraint.

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Remy laughed a little he was always thrilled whenever he successfully was able to make one of his tricks work in baffling someone. It happens more here than in his own world because mutants had become such a common sight there. His name had certainly out done him. 

The question makes Remy laugh deciding that superpowers probably was an uncommon thing or maybe even non-existent in Tails universe. “’ere,” He hands over the deck of cards for Tails to examine and he pulls out a fresh still in the wrapping pack from his coat pocket. “I can tell y’ there is no trickery going on ‘ere. Just a normal set of cards. The ability is all natural.” 

He takes the fresh cards out of the pack flushing them out to Tails to shown him there was nothing special about the deck, that they were just normal cards. “Cause I can do it to things besides cards and a lot more than just making things float.” He shuffles the deck breaking it in slightly before he slips off the top card, causing it to glow. 

“Now since y; seem to be the sciencey type I’ll explain it, the way I’ve been told it works.” He balances the corner of the card on his finger and it slowly started spinning. “I can change da type of energy objects ‘ave. From kinetic to potential.” He motioned to what he was doing with the current card, “Gettin’ things to float. or...” He stops the card catching it with his thumb and for finger. 

“From potential to kinetic.” With one flick of the wrist the card flies into the air and then harmlessly explodes in a small purple-pink fire works display. 

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>> @chessmove-cardtrick;; continued from x

     He grimaces when Remy calls out his lying, looking down in shame. He’s not just some kid, he should be able to take care of himself and fix his own mistakes. And yet, here he is, burdening the other with something stupid.

     He lets out a small sigh, slouching slightly again before turning so Remy can see his arm. There’s a gash, not bleeding profusely, but enough to drip, and it looks slightly… off. Broken. Not knowing what to say, he looks towards empty space, settling on the most obvious thing.

     “…Sorry.”

[chessmove-cardtrick-blog]

Remy knelled down to Tails’ height taking his arm and looking over at it grimacing at the state of it. “Broken...” the other frowns quietly and he let’s out a breath. “Gonna hurt to get it back into place to make it heal better.” He started cleaning up the wound first just to make sure it wouldn’t get infected. 

“Y’ know, there is nothin’ wrong with askin’ for help. It’s what friends are for. I’ve seen a lot of people, kids go out on their own without help and it never ends well for them. Hell, me own abilities improved on a team.” 

“Especially with thin’s like this don’t be afraid to ask.”