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He had a point. Pietro never lingered at the scene of a crime. This, however, was different from other situations.
“Probably about three hundred fifty bucks? That’s my average when I hit a convenience store. I live in the next town over. Made a couple mistakes when I started out and they all know where I live. Soon the police will make a connection, I’ll have to go even further. You live closer?” He took a quick look back over his shoulder. Safe for now.
Three fifty? That was cute.
“I live miles and miles from here, but with your speed we could get to the place I’m staying in a dozen blocks away in seconds,” Remy said with a smile. “I’m sure that mon père won’t mind me bringing someone else back.” He held out his hand. “I can give directions. Care to lead?”
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Being as physically gifted in a fight as a mildly annoyed kitten had never stopped Felicity from standing her ground when required; and the situation as she saw it, definitely called for said ground to be stood. The little blonde stepped forward, blocking Remy’s path about as effectively as if she’d placed a feather on the floor at his feet. “No! I-I’ve seen what this thing can do. I was in Starling City when the others were activated. I saw people die around me, hell, I almost died.” She swallowed back a wave of nausea as memories of the day of The Undertaking crept back into her mind. “This..thing..” She waved in the direction of the device behind her. “One of them almost leveled an entire city. I don’t care whatever good intentions your employers might have-” She had serious doubts about their intentions, if she was being honest. “-nothing good has ever come from these devices.”
Pleading with Remy, she fought off tears. “I saw children die that day. Little kids. Buildings fell on innocent people because a maniac thought he was doing the city a favor by wiping out most of it’s population.” Her hands trembled at her sides, tears beginning to track their way over her cheeks. “I know you have a job to do, a-and I know you could literally just move me out of the way right now, but please…” She took a step closer to Remy, looking decidedly braver than she felt. “Please, don’t do this.”
Remy listened to her talk, a somber frown etched on his face. He stood unmoving, letting her finish all that she had to say. She was damn strong in her principles, and he found it commendable. When she finally stepped forward, he put a hand on her shoulder.
“I’m not necessarily against blatantly disobeying orders, but I’d like my track record to say the opposite. It’s not exactly good for business.” His face stayed serious, but his eyes shone with some excitement. “So. What mysterious tragedy is going to befall our little mechanical friend that we have here?”
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“Mmhmm. S’what the last guy said before he broke the window ‘nd took four pies.” She gave him a look before cracking a small smile and moving to turn on the lights. Kaz looked at him from over her shoulder when she flicked on the last one. “Petite amie? ‘m sorry I dont speak French well.” Kaz felt her face heat up slightly at the compliment momentarily distracted. “But, uh, if you give me th’ name of the colleague I might be able ta Igive you an answer.”
Remy managed to avoid wincing at the sudden light.
“Pardon, I had meant his girlfriend. I believe she goes by the name Kazia, if my information serves me right.” He took a few steps closer, running his fingertips against a cake case. “I figured to myself, ‘Now Remy, if you gone find yourself Peter, where should you go? I bet on every saint in heaven he’d be found visiting the lovely young fille he’s taken up with.” He smiled, leaning casually against the counter.
“Have I found the right place, Mlle. Stawski?”
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When Remy offered to take Ororo into the city she figured it as his attempt to pull her out of her melancholy mood. The strains of leading the team, being headmistress and still trying to protect her village’s people was becoming apparent to the Cajun. Now as they sat on a park bench watching pedestrians stroll by at various paces she rose a questioning brow to him.
“You want to know the last time I picked a pocket? It’s been years.” She narrowed her eyes with suspicion. “Why do you ask?”
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Remy smiled, watching the people walk by. It seemed a parade of color had graced the park that day; he couldn’t have picked a better afternoon to invite his old friend out for a bit of fun.
“Sometimes, I think it’s such a shame people don’t practice the basics,” he said. His fingertips tapped excitedly on his knee as he examined each person, narrowing in on each potential mark’s assets and weaknesses one by one. “We let too many things pile up on top of us. We should really appreciate the little things in our life more.”
He stood up suddenly, taking a few steps towards a snack vendor before bumping clumsily into a young man who was passing by. He gave a deep, heartfelt apology, patting the man on the back. He trotted back to Ororo like a dog with his tail between his legs, only to subtly pass the young man’s wallet to her as soon as he was sitting down.
“What I’m trying to say is,” he said, a huge grin on his face, “we should have ourselves a little competition.”
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He blinks, caught off guard to the guy in the beige trench coat. Of course, he has no idea who the guy is, yet he can feel as though the guy isn’t normal. Plus there’s the fact that his eyes are a shade too weird just like Pietro’s hair is a shade to crazy. “Hi-” And then a fist collides into Pietro’s jaw, sending him to the ground with big eyes and a pale hand raising to grasp the spot that was now bruised. Eyebrows furrowed, he quickly gets up and speeds towards the stranger, slamming his shoulders into the guy’s chest to send him flying. Yes, Pietro deserved that punch for stealing his wallet, but ehhhhhhh….
“Mon dieu, children these days,” Remy scoffed, slipping the wallet into his pocket before brushing himself off. He was about to continue his lecture before the hideous weight smashed against his chest, knocking the breath out of him. When his eyes could focus again, he grinned.
“Your fighting style is like your thieving style, it seems,” he said, pulling an unextendend staff from inside his coat. “Now, I know this isn’t the most well policed area, but do you really want to handle this conflict the hard way?”
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“Yeah… it sure has, Sugah,” Rogue agreed. “What’cha been up ta’ these days?”
“Well...” Remy was unsure how much of the story he should really delve into. While he supposed she should likely know that he had sold himself to the company man if she had been watching the news, it wasn’t his proudest thing to admit.
“This and that, really. Whatever the call of duty leads this old dog to.”
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“Well, if you ever feel like bringing some of that Cajun charm to the Avengers, I’m sure I could put in a good word for you. I could use the help fending off Captain Blue Eyes when he’s giving me one of his guilt trips.” She flashed Remy a bright smile as she followed him down the last set of steps. She was sure his particular brand of charm would definitely brighten up life around the tower.
Coming to a stop, she was a little perplexed by the plainness of the door that awaited them. Weren’t dangerous mystery objects usually hidden behind three inches of steel and numerical locking combinations? Meeting Remy’s gaze, Felicity was glad to see she wasn’t the only one confused. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” She said, stepping forward to push the door open. She’d expected it to at least be locked.
Standing in the doorway, the sight that greeted her made her gasp in recognition. It couldn’t be here. There were only supposed to be two of them, and they’d both been destroyed. Catching her breath, Felicity turned to Remy. “If your employers want this, it’s not for anything good. This is the Markov Earthquake device.” Her feet seemed to move her further into the room of their own accord, carrying her closer to the inactive device. “There were only supposed to be two of these. One was set off in Starling City, killing five hundred and three people.” She spoke in hushed tones, the memories of that day demanding nothing less. “The body count would have been higher but some friends of mine and I…we disabled one device. By the time we found out there were two, it was too late.” She turned sharply to Remy then. “We can’t let anyone get their hands on this.”
Remy snorted. “No thanks, cher. The Avengers seem even stuffier than the people back at the mansion, and about as good at cooperating. Even if things are rocky between my teammates and our boss is as criminal as all big business is, we seem to have a good thing going here.”
He had to admit he liked the cajones of a woman brushing past him to open a door to certain doom. He listened to her mini lecture on the strange device in front of him, trying to comprehend how this...thing could be the cause of such destruction. It still seemed so odd it was here, too...
When she turned to him, he was startled by her tone. He shouldn’t have been, he knew, but he couldn’t help wondering if maybe she had more power behind her than just a few computer viruses.
“As much as I’d love to listen to a firecracker like yourself, I’m afraid I have direct orders to retrieve the device. At least now I know why the boss said we’d be saving the lives of thousands.” He attempted to take a step into the dim room, not really wanting to test her possible anger at him taking it. “I can assure you, Snow’s an asshole, not an earthquake-spawning maniac.”
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“I’m creative when I need to be,” Pietro retorted, focusing his attention on the leaf. He forgot to be uninterested, mouth falling open in awe as the leaf began to give out the brilliant glow in the darkness. And then it fell, swaying slowly downwards. “So, what? You can make glowsticks?” He quipped before the leaf hit the ground, the resulting explosion making him blur backwards a few inches. “That is… kinda neat,” he nodded. “In a rush to get somewhere?” Pietro grinned at ‘Etienne’.
Remy smirked, amused at Pietro’s attempts to seem unfazed.
“Neat indeed. And I’m in no rush, mon ami; I’m not the one with god knows how many dollars worth of merchandise in his bags.” He gestured towards the bag calmly. “Now, I know you run fast, but I’m sure it’s still better not to risk your face being caught. Do you live nearby?” His house or the safehouse, either could be an interesting destination for the evening to lead to.
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“We’re closed.” Kazia crossed her arms as she stepped into the front of the Bakery. They were closed the lights were off and the sign on the door said so. Plus she had locked the door- or at least she thought she did- and yet despite those two first obstacles the stranger still seemed to think the place was open. “You do understand this is breakin’ ‘nd entering? If you wanted somethin’ ta eat this late, there’s a diner not to far down th’ road.”
“Ah, pardon, miss,” Remy said, nodding his head in greeting. “I apologize for the trouble it may have seemed I was stirring, but I assure you I meant nothing by it.” He smiled, looking the woman over. “I had heard that the petite amie of an old colleague worked here. Either I should congratulate him on his ability to catch such a lovely maiden, or I should make sure I buy cakes more often.” Ah, the joys of deflection.
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“ You simply must teach me to do what you do. I can’t even express how many times the shops were closed and I didn’t have the right diamonds to wear. The number is astonishingly tragic.”
“Hm, you mean stealing? I hope you realize that a great thief is not made in a day. However, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to teach you a few tricks, maybe a slight of hand or two...”
