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Hello, Again

"Fine!" a loud male voice with a noticeable Cajun accent echoed down the hallway of the ship. If one were to come around the corner, they would notice a tall, brown haired man with fiery red eyes, and wearing a brown duster of his plant uniform, standing in the middle of one of the ship's hallways, shouting at--the wall? Some may recognize and remember him. Other, not so much.

"Be dat way!" he continued to shout at the wall, pointing at it as if to emphasize his point. "Gambit dun want none of your cake anyway! You find somebody else's head to toy wit, 'cause Gambit done wit you!"

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Inara paused as she came upon the man who had just finished his tirade directed toward one to the ship's walls. She looked around slowly and for a moment couldn't help but wonder if the whole ship's population was crazy.

She smiled though, tilting her head a bit to the side. "Now what did that wall ever do to you?"

Gambit had to do a double take when he glanced over to find the source of the feminine voice that had interrupted his spat with the ship. He didn't remember the view on the ship being this good.

"It ain't de wall, cher, it what behind de wall dat Gambit have a problem wit," he answered, turning and slowly sauntering over to the stunning woman before him. "Don't believe I had de pleasure," he said, offering her a wide, appreciative smile along with his hand. "I'm Remy LeBeau, tief. Who you be?"

"Well I don't think what's ever behind the wall is paying you much mind," she teased good naturally.

"I'm a rather new arrival," Inara informed Remy before reaching out and taking his hand within her own. "I'm Inara Sera. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"De pleasure is mine, mon cher," he replied, taking her hand and placing a soft kiss upon it, his blazing red eyes staring up at her as he did. "You must be new, I know if I seen you around here before."

"That's very sweet of you to say Mr. LeBeau," Inara beamed at him, glad to know she still had it after her run-in with Cameron Mitchell.

"I don't believe I saw you at either of the meet and greets."

"Non," he answered with a slight shake of his head. He let his gaze rake over the woman before him for several silent moments before continuing, laying on the charm as only Gambit could.

"De computer had me dancin' circles for her little experiment. She told me I get cake if I do good. But Gambit must have done better dan I tought if she do him one better."

Inara lowered her eyes modestly and turned her a little to the side. "Now you're just trying to flatter me," she murmured peeking over at him through her eyelashes.

"Is it working?" he asked, curiously.

She flashed him a knowing smile. "Perhaps."

"Perhaps?" his smiled widened as she toyed with him, playing a game that Gambit was all-too-familiar with; he'd been playing it for most of his life. "Well, maybe you just need to get to know Gambit a little better...perhaps?"

She flashed him an innocent smile. "It depends on what you mean by getting to know you a little better, Mr. LeBeau."

"Non. Not Monsieur LeBeau, call me Remy," he corrected her, giving her a not-so-subtle wink. "And I tink we can come up wit' someting if we tink hard enough...Inara."

She flashed him a charming smile and once again turned her head a little to the side. "Oh, I'm sure we could." Her smile becomes almost teasing. "We could always meet up for a cup of tea."

"Gambit was tinking more along de lines of dinner, cher," he answered, taking a step forward and drawing a little closer. "A little wine, some candlelight, and mebbe someting sweet for dessert?"

"Perhaps something along those lines could be arranged," Inara replied almost vaguely. "Though I'm curious, what would you serve me for desert?"

"Depend on what you like, cher," Gambit answered. ~~Shameless flirt~~

"I like a great many things," Inara informed him with a sweet smile. "Though I've always been a fan of surprises."

Gambit seemed to consider her, and her response, for a moment before smiling again at her. "You trouble, you know dat?"

"I have no idea what you mean," Inara said, but by the twinkle that seemed to be in her eyes - she knew exactly what he meant.

He eyed her suspiciously for a moment, waiting for her to relent and just admit her 'crime.' When nothing came, it was he who relented and gave her yet another smile. "Dat ok. Gambit like a little trouble now and den."

She flashed him an overly innocent look. "Well then it's such a pity that I am sadly not trouble, Remy."

"I not so sure about dat, cher," Remy replied, unconvinced. "Dere someting about you dat just got 'trouble' written all over it."

"Oh really?" Inara's eyebrows arched a little and a playful pout formed on her lips. "And here I was thinking that 'kind-hearted', 'personable' and 'understanding' were."

"Dere dat, too," Gambit replied, his blazing red eyes still fixated on the woman in front of him. This place might not be so bad after all. No, not bad at all. "Mebbe later Gambit get to find out about all dose tings."

"I suppose we'll have to see how things turn out, won't we?" Inara asked, flashing him another smile.

Katara had been walking down the halls, perfectly content in her own thoughts when she heard the noticeable accent that she'd heard before. She'd thought he'd disappeared, but it looked as if he were back, and it actually made her a little happy to see friends she'd thought were gone.

"Gambit!" She lost no time giving the Cajun a quick hug. "You're still here! Where've you been?"

He let out a slight 'oof' sound as Katara threw her arms around him and squeezed the breath from his lungs with her sudden hug. "Oui, petite," he said with a chuckle, returning the brief hug before the girl pulled away again. "I still here. Gambit like gators in de bayou, you may not always see me, but I always dere."

Katara giggled. She was slight amused by the fact that even with adults, a hug was something none of them were really ever used to. The women were a little more receptive, but men were certainly awkward around it.

She had no idea what a Bayou was, but she would make sure to put that on her "need to learn" words.

"It's good to see you Gambit! What have you been up to?"

"Noting exciting, Katara. Just jumping through hoops for some cake. But dat computer lady, she play Gambit for de fool. She didn't give it to me," he explained--albeit in his own little way. "But dat ok. We just see if I ask her to dance again?"

"Oh, you too?" Katara made an exasperated sigh. She hadn't actually seen or experienced the AI herself. "I've heard of GLADOS. She does that a lot. You should just ignore her."

She paused. "What's the last thing you remember?"

He paused, thinking, as he tried to recall the last moment before he'd found himself being toyed with by the troublesome AI known as GLaDOS. "I don't know. Someting about a plan to get to de bridge. Dat's about all."

"Oh, okay," Katara said, trying to figure out the best possible way to describe what happened. "Well, we eventually reached the bridge, but we had to fight pirates. People got hurt and...Brainiac 5, the robot, was ultimately destroyed."

She sighed. "And there were also zombies taht managed to infect quite a few in the pod. We succeeded, but it wasn't exactly the best mission ever."

"Everybody come out all right?" Gambit asked, concerned. He may not have known many of his fellow crew members, or known any of them well, but he did know that there were quite a few children amongst them. Children who seemed to be pretty defenseless and might easily be hurt.

"Besides Brainiac?" Katara looked a little bothered, but continued. "Almost everyone except Jaime and Paco. Jaime gave off the look he was dead when he was only really injured, and Paco lost his arm. Other than that, most people are physically okay."

She sighed. "Most of them were left behind and had to fight the zombies."

"Zombies? What you mean 'zombies?' Who let de zombies on board?" Gambit asked. He didn't think he'd been gone all that long, but apparently there had been quite a 'party' while he had.

"The undead," Katara said, "They were released when Hal, the AI we were fighting, wanted to restrain us. He sent them out to try and hurt the people left behind. Lucky for us they're a lot stronger than we thought."

"Bon," he said with a nod. "Gambit tink it time to get a look around, see what else has changed while I been gone."

Bobby came around the corner and snorted as he listened to the voice. That accent was music to his ears. He laughed and clapped a bit as he moved into view of the Cajun.

"That's telling 'em LeBeau. I'm sure they're right scared of you know." He wasn't going to go up and hug this guy. Even if he was glad to see Remy, he wasn't going to hug another X-Man... well unless Warren or Scott got here.

There wasn't a hint of recognition in Gambit's expression when he turned to see who had decided to join him in the corridor. From the world where Remy came from, he'd only met Bobby Drake once. While he was a former X-man, Iceman was before Gambit's time, having left long before the Cajun had joined the team. So, while there was definitely something familiar about the laughing man before him, it was hardly enough for Remy to recall a name that went with the face.

"Do I know you, homme?" Gambit asked suspiciously.

Bobby sighed, well that wasn't completely unexpected. But it still kinda hurt a bit. "Name's Bobby Drake. Iceman. I'm a... well I'm a friend of Rogue's. If you even know her." He didn't know who the Cajun would know at this point. He hated time travel, alternate universes, and all that jazz.

"Dat right?" Gambit looked upon the man suspiciously. A friend of Rogue's? A guy from her past that Gambit didn't know about? It was totally possible since Rogue tended to play her cards as closed to the chest as Gambit did. "And jus' what kinda friend are you?"

"Brother type friend." He smiled a bit and laughed. "I've known her for a long time. We were X-Men together, and basically just been there for each other. Never romantically, if that's what you're worried about." He shook his head. "Fact is, I think she's more in love with you, then any women ever should be."

"What dat supposed to mean?" Remy asked, frowning at the, in his world, former-X-man for what the Cajun perceived as a slight character jab. "You sayin' dere someting wrong with Gambit?"

Bobby snorted and shook his head. "Nah. You're a cool guy LeBeau. I'm just teasing ya." He didn't want to get into a fight with anyone on the ship. Especially so short a time after his arrival. Plus, if Rogue ever found out, she'd beat his ass.

Gambit was silent for several moments before finally nodding, accepting the explanation, and moving to head down the corridor away from the spot in the wall where he'd just been ejected--without cake--by the troublesome AI known as GLaDOS. Staying offended was pointless, especially since the Cajun wasn't exactly unknown for sticking his foot in his mouth, too.

"So, when you get here, mon ami?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder at the other 'X-man'. "Don't tink I remember you bein' here before...."

"Had to be just yesterday. Or a few hours ago, kinda bad at keeping track on a good day. So all this is kinda making me lost." He laughed and followed after the Cajun. At least he had one of the other X-Men here, not just the kids.

"Well, you best get comfy den, Iceman," Gambit answered, emphasizing Bobby's codename as he continued to lead him down the corridor. "'Cause de way ting's is going 'round here, you ain't gonna be going no where soon."

There were large, brown eyes staring up at him. She excitedly shifted her small weight from foot to foot. Mister Gambit was back!

"Did she get you too?" Yuri asked, both concerned and relieved.

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