In the middle of the night/I go walking in my sleep

[kingofneworleans]

Who: Remy LeBeau and Open
What: Somebody's late and doing some exploring
Where: Rig halls/Gym/The Library
When: Toward the end of the ARE
Warnings/Notes: Phonetic accent ahoy! Action spam will be matched. Other warnings added as needed.


The Halls

Finally having been released a bit earlier in the day, Remy has spent it walking the halls. He's avoided the guys without faces so far, because faceless guys in suits are a bit weird, even for the X-Men. But they don't seem interested in him, anyway, so at least the feeling is mutual.

Right now, though, he's mentally mapping things out. And looking for the stationary closet. Every office complex has a stationary area, at the very least, and these guys seemed like the type to have a closet full of it. Mostly, he wants some paper and some pens. A ruler would be great, but not entirely necessary.

Finding a likely door, Remy glances around, then pauses a moment when he notices somebody nearby. "Bonjour. Somet'in' I can help you wit'?"

The Gym

"Ain't de Danger Room, but it'll do."

Remy's taken the chance to get out of the ill-fitting jumpsuit and in to...not quite as badly fitting gym clothes. Which isn't great because at least the jumpsuit is warmer. Still, a good workout would warm him up, too.

Lucky, he'd found a bo staff. Which he would get to, as soon as he finished with his stretches.

The Library

After finding the stationary, Remy went looking for a good place to settle down to get some drawing done. It's only the main floor that he'd gotten a good look at so far and he does have it down in his head. But it wouldn't be a bad idea to commit it to paper as well.

He also has a deck of cards at his hand, occasionally sitting back and shuffling the cards as he considers the map. The sound of the shuffling isn't loud in the library, but it's not exactly the most common sound in the room.

Comments

[credit_not_blame]

Stacia narrows her eyes at him, then grins.

"You were about to say something that I would have had to respond to with "that's what she said", weren't you?"

Who has absolutely been adopted? That's right, Stacia has!

"You know, I don't think I've ever had gator," she says. "Deer yes, squirrel once or twice, and I'm pretty sure pigeon once. Oh, and kangaroo, because they're technically a pest species? But not gator. What's the best way to try that, should I have the opportunity?"

[kingofneworleans]

He cracked a wide grin at her. "Oui, dat I was." Because he might as well admit to it when he's been called out. "An' gator ain't too bad. Bit chewy if you ain't careful. One of dose meats you need t' cook low an' slow so it breaks down right."

[credit_not_blame]

"Low and slow if I'm eating it, high and fast if I'm cooking for baby werewolves who need to think before they talk, got it."

Stacia Novik: professional little shit.

[kingofneworleans]

That makes him laugh, shaking his head with a wide grin. "Dat's one way of doin' it, oui. Reckon a muzzle'd work, too." He's certainly felt that way about certain of his teammates.

Logan. Mostly Logan. And sometimes Bishop.

[credit_not_blame]

"I've thought about it, but it seems like it would be hard to wrestle a muzzle on one of them when you can just kick 'em in the shins or smack 'em upside the head." Stacia says. "Though I did once push a guy into a pond full of leeches, that was fun."