[psychosyd]

(OOC: This first part is for Cesar and only for Cesar, so im going to make it as crappy as possible)

He never came
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"These cards got a nice feel to them chere, I like how they feel." I sez to da girl behind da counter, lookin ever so pretty with her hair all down.

Leaning across the counter top, I look at her, staring into her eyes.

"Mebe Gambit will buy an extra pack if it came wit' dinner on Saturday no?" I sez, raising my eyebrow slightly. She blushes slightly, looking away, which iz always a good sign dat Gambits abilities with da ladies hasn't grown slack yet.

"Well... err, Mr Gambit, I get off work at 4, I could meet you then" She stammers slighly. Gambit must say she is quite cute when she's blushin.

Reachin out, I take her 'and an put da two packs of cards in em, enclosin my hands over hers.

"Well now, dat would be lovely Chere, I'll be right here for wait'in for ya. Now if you could ring 'dese up for me, dat would be lovely." Turnin around I lean back on de counta as de miss finishes checkin out my cards, and Gambit for dat matter. It was about 6:40 AM right now by my wager, and I had places to be in an hour. Da ladies could wait until den no?

After purchasin my cards, I slide them into one of the many interior pockets of my trench coat. A good t'eif always has pockets enough to hide many curious objects, and while it has been a while since I left da T'eives guild back home, Gambit still kept a few skills here and dere. Grabbin my staff, I give a nod behind be before walkin out.

"See ya latah Chere, Gambit has some work ta do" I seyz over my shoulder as I leave the store and out into the daylight.

It was just barely dawn, or so it could be guessed by the way the sun was just barely rising over the mountains promising for a new day. Another round of the tournament in fact, after a weeks reprieve. Not that there had been any fighting for Gambit.

"Meybe dis time things will be a bit more interesting no?" I says to myself under my breath. Taere sounded like an interesting opponent, or as much as he could be. Hopefully he will provide some amusment.

It was a nice walk to the tournament arena, and being 20 minutes early helped for getting a good feel of the surroundings. I never like to be in a situation where I dont have any knowledge of the geography anyways. First rule as a T'eif, know your surroundings and the quick escapes. In the distance Taere is even quite visible, having already arrived and was waiting.

"Well then, I don wanna keep him up too long." I say as I walk up to face Taere. I sink ever so slightly into the moist ground, wet from morning mildew and a light rain which had come only the day previous. It could mean slippery footing, or extra traction. That particular elemnt will have to be determined later.

"Gambit is a man of his honor, and since I arrived second, you can have the honors of makin the first move Mes Amis." I says, standing with my hands holding my staff tightly, awaiting whatever Taere had in store.

(OOC2: For those nerds who care, I modeled the first part of my post off the way Gambit was introduced in the first episode of the X-Men cartoon, "Night of the Sentinels" Part 1. For the rest of you, theres a bit of trivia you now know)