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[dontmesswith]

[The video turns on to show a very young, girl with brown hair parted down the center and white bangs. There's dark eye shadow and lipstick on her wearing a black tank top with a faded sweater over it with the sleeves off her shoulders and going down to her wrists. Her shoulders are exposed whereas her hands are gloved.

There's no mistaking the serious expression on her face. She's not pleased in the least.]

This is gettin' old very fast. Someone better start talkin'.

Comments

[notinthecards]

I'm not laughin. Tell me then -- of all the people in the world who might have helped him, why your Remy come to you when he needed help?

[He stood up, stretching, not hurrying away but still making ready to go. Maybe he'd said too much. More than he should, any rate. And it was bad manners to overstay a welcome.]

[dontmesswith]

Probably as a last resort...? [She should go, but damnit, he's making it hard to leave.]

[notinthecards]

You really think his last resort be someone like you? No. Dangerous people, cherie, people he don't ever want to think about, but their type always be around, and always willing to do a favor now for a bigger favor later. Someone like this boy's last resorts never going to be an X-Man like you. Maybe not his first choice for a rescue mission, that I couldn't say, but you his best resort, for certain. I promise you that.

[Sighing, patting his pockets.]

Well. We both got places to be, no? You see that boy before you see me, give him my regards. And take care of yourself and the Shadowcat.

[dontmesswith]

He wanted to use me for my power. [Said as a matter of fact, trying to ignore that there might have been more reasons, aside from the ones he listed.]

I will, doubt Gambit will believe me but...

Take care of yourself.

[notinthecards]

Always do.