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[Rogue's phone accidentally turns on showing her outside in the bright sun on the shores of the beach. There is an umbrella offering some shade. There are brown ears with white tips on her head and a brown tail draped over her legs. She's wearing a tank top and wrap around her legs to hide the bathing suit shorts she has on.

Her instincts had been nagging/yelling at her to go get some sun light and found the beach has got to be THE best place to take a nap.

Suddenly there's the faint sound of beeping, like an alarm clock going off that stirs Rogue awake. Her left ear starts to twitch before she looks at her phone with a sleepy gaze.]

Five more minutes...[She reaches over to hit the snooze feature and turn the video function off.]

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Je suis un domion, un connard, un couillon... ma petite capon, pourquoi est-ce que tu me fais ça?

[He mutters to himself all the way to the beach, swerving here and there as he makes his way along the pier boardwalk, stopping at half a dozen shops and botiques a moment on the way. When he arrives at the beach, he has two pairs of sunglasses to choose from, spray-on sunscreen and tanning lotion, a bottled cherry mojito and a bottled virgin mojito, a deflated beach ball, a string of beads, and a black T-shirt with a pithy slogan on it.

Finding Rogue is easy, almost a matter of instinct, and he very carefully arranges his impromptu offerings beside her in the shade, trying not to wake her and idly humming 'la vie en rose' under his breath before retreating a safe distance up the beach and settling in to watch, his rather crooked tail swishing back and forth.]

Edited 2013-07-29 18:48 (UTC)

[Rogue has no idea of what's happening around her as she sleeps. She doesn't even detect a certain Cajun leaving her stuff until her phone goes off again. Yawning and stretching she sleepily reaches out to turn the alarm off only to brush her tail against something. Rubbing her eyes with her free hand she sits up, amazed to see so many different objects around her.

..And there's a particular scent attached to each item.

Still, curiosity gets the better of her and she starts to look over each item with care. After her examination is complete she looks up and around the area, ears moving from left to right to see if she can hear someone near by.]

Alright, who's there?

[At the beach's edge, where the long grass starts and a few scrubby trees have taken root, there's another beach towel spread out, and Remy has lazed across it. While he meets her eye when she looks his way, his response to the question is an innocent face and a shrug.]

[Her eyes come across his form and the odd spot he's picked for himself. There's not much sunlight there, but to each their own, right? But that innocent face doesn't fly with her. She doesn't seem upset as she gets up from her spot, stretching a little and heading over to him.]

Hey. You wouldn't happen ta know who left those things on my towel, would you?

Does it matter, chere?

[The innocent act is one he intends to continue at least a little longer, but the set of his ears indicates at least a little pride and pleasure at seeing her come over to speak with him.[

[The innocent act, while cute, could easily get annoying quickly. But Gambit's playful mood seems to affecting hers. Rogue is fully awake, recharged and maybe a bit playful herself. She crosses her arms over her chest loosely, looking back to her beach towel then back at him.]

A little, I was gonna ask them to join me, but since they're not here...I'll enjoy by myself.

[She'll take one step back away from him before turning around. Let's see how he reacts to her bait.]

What say I come along? Maybe I can help you figure the mystery out.

[He takes a step after her, then looks down for a minute, ruefully.

What's going on here? What's in his head, anyway?]

Or... maybe I just confess, save you the trouble of a manhunt.

[Rogue looks over her shoulder at him, unable to help herself by giving him the ghost of a smile. She knew it was him, but why would he think she'd be on a manhunt? Granted their last encounter didn't end too well and it still felt somewhat awkward about being around him. Better to move past it and not think about it. He probably brought that stuff over just to make sure she was doing well, or something. ]

You ruined my fun by confessin', but...[A pause as she fully turns to look at him.]

Offer still stands. Ta hang out if you like. [She just has to treat him like Kirk, nothing between them but honesty and friendship.]

Edited 2013-08-01 00:13 (UTC)

Well, it's rude to decline a lady's invitation. Come along I must.

[He comes after her, abandoning the beach towel and his various other borrowed accessories behind him, walking slowly and casually enough that slink might be the only possible descriptor for the way he moved.]

[There's a soft shrug of her shoulders, turning around to walk back to her towel. She was going to suggest he bring his beach towel, but it's not like it'll get stolen or anything. They'll have a good view of it from her spot.

She does take notice of the way he walks, but doesn't say anything about it. Instead she opts to sit down on one end of her towel but still in the shade.]

Been doin' well?

Always.

[He settles at the other end of the towel, leaning back and stretching in a show of perfect relaxation.]

Life too short, chere. No time to worry. Much better to... soak up the sun.

[She'll try her hardest to not openly stare at him while he stretches. Isn't he feeling the tiniest bit awkward from what happened the last time they were together?

...Well if he isn't, why should she?]

It's perfect weather, not too hot with the nice breeze rolling in every now and then. Figured this was better than sleeping in my bed.

I like the way you think. Only thing missing... a bit of company to help you relax.

[He appears to be settled in perfect comfort.]

[She was relaxing before, to the point where she fell asleep in public. Even with the added company she's still relaxed--amazingly enough.]

I need help relaxin'? I thought I was doin' well before. [Teasing lit to her voice, trying to playful without trying too hard.]

Well, I'm not one to argue. But almost anything in life is better, you don't do it alone.

[The tip of her tail starts to move up and down, seemingly in agreement with his words. Rogue on the other hand just shrugs her shoulders.]

Yeah, suppose so.

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