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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 12:10:54 GMT -5
"Assumin' anythin' wit' ya would be unwise," Gambit smirked.
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 12:21:40 GMT -5
Glancing up, she matched his smirk. "Good to see you're not as foolish as you once was."
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 12:34:37 GMT -5
"Thieves quickly learn from deir mistakes, chere," Gambit said.
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 12:40:09 GMT -5
"Some would call that a survival instinct," she replied with a small smile, hitching an eyebrow.
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 12:45:56 GMT -5
"Dat's a skill, not an instinct," Gambit corrected. He paused for a second, studying her as usually perfect features. "To sum up, tell ya what, chere - if ya're hopin' to gather some info on Shaw while hangin' out here, you're wastin' your time. People in here know nothin', and you're de only Hellfire member t' come here since I bought de place."
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 12:52:00 GMT -5
Emma shrugged her shoulders, behaviour feigning nonchalance. "Just because the Hellfire members aren't here doesn't mean they're not watching you," she said, eyes on his.
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 12:56:15 GMT -5
"I'm jus' sayin' no point in gatherin' info from inside here," Gambit said. "Come on, I'm actually helpin' ya not to waste any precious time."
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 13:00:33 GMT -5
"Is that so?" she asked, eyebrows raised. She hesitated for a moment before she leant forward on the table, and closer to him. "Come on, Remy, you know what Shaw was like with you. You think everything is done and dusted?"
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 13:08:04 GMT -5
"Never," Gambit replied. "But as such, he can take his honorary seventy second place in a long line of people dat want me dead and destroyed. Seventy third could be yours."
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 13:09:25 GMT -5
Emma laughed softly at this, brushing her long blonde hair back over a shoulder. "Is that supposed to make me pity you?"
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 13:11:14 GMT -5
"No," Gambit smirked. "Drool wit' envy at Gambit's immense popularity - mebbe, pity - never."
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 13:14:05 GMT -5
"Well, you can't argue with popularity," Emma replied with a mild roll of her eyes.
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 13:19:40 GMT -5
"Dieu, your eyes must be achin' by dis point," Gambit said, feigning sympathy. "Am I not as adorable anymore?"
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Post by emma on Aug 16, 2007 13:27:29 GMT -5
Emma smirked a little as she looked back towards him. "You have your moments," she replied airily.
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Post by Gambit on Aug 16, 2007 13:44:26 GMT -5
Gambit leaned back, putting his elbow casually on the back of his seat behind him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, cocking one brow. The conversation has been playful but almost completely fruitless so far. It didn't help that his empathy was telling him that she was concealing her actual intentions from him as much as he was concealing his. He reached out for her mind, putting his charm to work. Somebody had to progress the conversation somehow.
"What was de last time ya seen 'im?" he asked.
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