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_{( For once, Remy might actually be in his apartment. He's sitting on his bed, not in coat or costume but a simple cotton shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He's got a roll of cloth bandages, and is wrapping his hands methodologically. )}

Y'all really know how ta discuss, you know that? I'm very impressed.

_{( He's not, actually. He thinks the talking around such matters is a waste of time, and also a way to show the Initiative their hand. But he doesn't say so. )}

But I have ta say, all this bleak talk ain't really for me. Can't keep at it for very long. Désolé.

So, for those of you who care ta lighten the mood, here's a game. First player--that'd be me, I like ta deal--gives you a word. You say the first thing that comes ta your mind, after that. An' y'keep goin', over an' over, until someone cracks an' has ta ask the reasonin' behind your answer.

Whether y'tell 'em is up ta you.

_{( He laughs, to himself. )}

It's an option, anyways. If you don't wantta keep talkin' 'bout how unhappy y'all are.

_{( ooc / idk if this'll come up but if you want to threadjack and play with each other, i'm totally cool with that. )}

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[oldsoldiersneverdie]

"Life."

[Hey buddy, he's been married twice]

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_{( Once was enough for Remy, tbh. )}

"Dull."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

[Nate loved them both, and they both died horribly because of knowing him. That answer of Remy's piques his interest, but not enough to give up so early on]

"Metal."

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"Toothpicks."

_{( Things with Belladonna were great, until they weren't. Now she enforces the order banning him from New Orleans. Talk about functional. )}

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

[..Okay, that was a weird combo, though not enough to give Nate much more than a small pause]

"Useless."

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"Uncontrollable."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

"Power".

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"Costly."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

"War."

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"Lazy."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

"Government."

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"Joke."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

[Nate makes a vague amused noise]

"Laughter".

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"Masquerade."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

"Venice."

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"Paris."

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

"Dom."

[Though Nate and Domino being who they are, they probably didn't tour the city the usual way]

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"Widow."

_{( He knows the etymology of all the game-terms. )}

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

[There's a pause because one, how did you know that Remy, and two, Feelings are a go]

..."Aliya". [His voice is so totally not cracking as he says that. No actually it is]

1/2

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<sub>( The name isn't familiar, but the meaning is clear enough. Remy realizes, all at once, just how many years Nate's lived away from the X-men, away from their time. He's got a whole life behind him that Gambit knows nothing about.

It's a sobering thought. One he didn't expect to hit him quite so hard. )</sub>

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_{( Fair is fair, and he decides to offer something equal in return. When he speaks, it's almost like an apology. )}

"Belladonna." _{( The woman he effectively made a widow when she was just seventeen; the woman who made him a widower when he lost her. )}

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

[And from the way Remy says it, it's not hard to make a guess at his meaning.]

...Always hard, isn't it. [Not a question, so he isn't conceding just yet]

"Poison."

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_{( Shrugs. )}

Things jus' work out like they hafta.

"Assassin." _{( Don't marry one of those, either. )}

[oldsoldiersneverdie]

[Or to put it as the Askani would - what is, is.]

"Mercenary".

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"Dead contracts."