Gambit

There definately needs to be a place for adult mutants. Someplace where we can have aclohol. It gets to be tiring, having to go out everytime you need a good drink. Thanks for the great drinks last night, Ali.

Sorry, I missed your class again, Rogue... I swear I'll be there next time, though. Want to get together sometime again, chere? We haven't in a while.

( Some drunken Remy/Ali. It's all implied at the end.Collapse )

( In which Colossus has one up Gambit. Rated XXX for - oh wait, nevermind, Gambit behaved... Rated PG for Russian swearing!Collapse )

I can't sleep tonight... tomorrow is a bad day for me.

I'll be back tomorrow night. Late.

( In which Gambit and Colossus discuss love over vanilla ice cream, and Gambit hits on Colossus.Collapse )

What to write about?

Lots of friendly people here that I've met, but I still haven't met my room mate.

Have become good friends with Rogue, I think, and had a lot of fun on a trip into town. Had some really good Cajun food, too - better then I've had in a while.

I'm not really sure what to write about. I'm the kind of guy who likes to keep his secrets, neh? Journals like these aren't exactly personal.

But, whatever. I think I'll go down to the kitchen and steal some ice cream.

There should be a mutant school for adults to attend. I do not need all these lame classes. I do need to figure out how to control my powers better, however, so here I am. Although I didn't exactly come here voluntarily... but I did have the loveliest of welcomes. We should get together again sometime soon, chere, non?

Some people call me Remy, and some people call me Gambit. I can control kinetic energy.

Keeping a journal is damaging to my manly reputation, but I suppose I have to if I want to stay here and learn about my powers.