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[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

After sampling what passed for food around here--Stacy really needed to get her hands on some cayenne pepper, maybe a little garlic, some parsley, oregano and bay leaves---Gambit found himself wandering around the city by himself.  After making the rounds, he eventually stumbled upon the statuary, a large hall full of a various statues from a multitude of different worlds, times, and realities.  Some of the events or people being commemorated, he recognized.  Others, he did not.  But, with nothing better to do, Remy wandered into the hall and began to look over the statues. 

He was more than half-way through his little tour when he finally noticed something strange at the base of one of the statues.  It was, what appeared to be, a switch.  Furrowing his brow, he knelt down in front of the statue and eyed the device for a few moments.  Looking back over the statues he'd already passed, he realized that they all had identical switches on them.  Feeling rather adventurous--much like the proverbial cat that got killed by its equally proverbial curiosity--Remy flicked it.

...nothing.

"Now dat's silly," he thought aloud to himself.

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[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"There is much here that does not make sense. I thought perhaps it may have been I am not familiar with things like this," Pirogoeth said. She had been exploring this place as well. After all, there was much she didn't understand and that made her uneasy. At least seeing what it was could lead to her learning more about it.

The statues had been particularly interesting. So many different people and things that she would usually call monsters were here. She had been making her way from the back when she had overheard Gambit just the next row over. Since she was also looking for information on people's capture, it seemed a good opportunity to start a conversation.

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Not realizing that there had been anyone within earshot, Remy glanced up at the girl and gave her a friendly nod. "You got dat right, petite," he answered, glancing down at the base of the statue he'd been focused on. "Why put switches on statues if dey don't do anytin?"

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"I will admit, most of my surprise was the fact a switch so small could be expected to do something. They even felt fragile," Pirogoeth commented, ignoring the petite comment. After having so many people point it out in a ruder way she was small, it didn't bug her really.

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Size isn't everything. You be surprised what de little ones can do," Gambit answered. Jubilee was a prime example. While she may be little and young, she definitely packed quite a punch.

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"If it were magic, I would easily believe it," Pirogoeth admitted. After all, she herself was small, and knew what her appearance did for her advantage in battle. "But there is none. To think merely a device could do something with so small a trigger...it is beyond what I know."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes de small ones do de most damage," Gambit replied. He then turned and moved to the next statue and tried its switch. Like the previous one, it did nothing. "If dey work dat is."

Well, this was definitely pointless. Why put a switch on something if it didn't actually switch anything on? Or off for that matter?

Shaking his head, Remy turned his attention back to the girl, deciding it was time for introductions. "De name is Gambit," he said, offering her his hand.

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

"What damage can such a small button do?" Pirogoeth asked, generally curious. What could such a switch do. She leaned to study a button, pressing it. Just like all the others, this one did nothing either.

She looked over at Gambit before grabbing his forearm. It was more customary to shake like that for her, after all. "I am Pirogoeth."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Are they all broken?" Wyn asks, poking her head through a gap between statues. "I tried a couple, but nothing happened." Not that she minded looking at the statues by themselves, even if she didn't recognize most of what was depicted, but... she wanted something to happen when a switch flicked on.

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Oui, I tink so," Gambit nodded as he stood back up. "Just about like everytin else in dis place. It either don't work, or it does and you wish it didn't."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Finally, I find something that's not all squishy and it doesn't work." Wyn mutters, glaring at the statue next to her. "Why would you even bother to put switches on something if they're not going to do anything?"

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Dat's a good question," Remy replied, still surveying the statue. "Don't make no sense to Gambit either. Maybe it broke."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Did he just refer to himself in the third person? It's not as if Wyn has a lot of room to talk about weird, especially since she's on a living psychic spaceship, but... it was a bit weird. "I dunno. Trying to fix it's probably a bad idea, though, given the way the rest of the ship is." she says with a shrug.

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Yes, he did just refer to himself in the third person. Odds are he'll do it again eventually.

"I s'pose so," he agreed with a nod. "Don't wanna go stirrin up no hornets nest on de first day, now do we?"

[notaheroanymore.livejournal.com]

This whole place was seriously starting to mess with her head. She turned another corner, and blinked at the statues that were in front of her. Well this was at least better than some of the other places, she could have stumbled into. She moved silently among the statues, eying each one for a second before moving on. As she walked she could see someone further down examining one of the statues.

She moved closer and just caught his statement to himself. Talking to ones self was never a good sign. She was about to say that out loud when she noticed what the guy was looking at. A switch. A mysterious switch, on a living space ship. Oh yeah, this was a good idea.

"You know, where I'm from, people normally don't flip switches if they don't know what they do."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Den how you know what dey do?" he asked, looking up at the young blond that had joined him. "Dese tings don't exactly come with instructions, now do dey?"

[notaheroanymore.livejournal.com]

"That'd make things way to easy on us. And by the looks of everything else around here, I'm sure 'easy' isn't in Stacy's data banks. Or whatever she has for a brain." She gave a small smile before glancing back at the switch.

"I guess in a way you got a point. But I'd still like to have an idea what something does, before I go and flip it."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

He nodded as he stood back up. "Bon, stick around, cher, and maybe we find out together," Remy said with a smile. He then added: "Besides, what we got better to do?"

[notaheroanymore.livejournal.com]

She didn't really know if she wanted to find out, but he was right. There didn't seem to be anything better to do. "Well you know, I was thinking of getting myself lost again. But this might prove to be an educational experience, that I just can't pass up."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Dat's de idea," Gambit says with a nod and begins moving toward the next statue. "And if nothin explode on us, den I say we pass with flyin colors."

[spacecowboyjim.livejournal.com]

Never one to just sit still - unless there was a drink or two in his hand - Jim's restless nature was even worse when he found himself in a place like this with quite literally nothing to do. So, he wandered ... and found a bunch of statues. None of which he recognized, at first glance.

"Fancy that. A hall full of heroes I ain't ever heard of." Jim walked over to the nearest one - some lady standing tall, gazing out with what the sculptor must have imagined was quite the heroic pose - and eyed the switch with curiosity.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"They don't do anything." Wyn says disappointedly, nodding her head at the switch. "It's... well, it's stupid, really, but at least everything's not all squishy."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

Cocking an eyebrow, Gambit stood, a confused look on his face, and sized up the man that had joined them. "What you mean you never heard of 'em? Dis George Washington," he said pointing at the statue. "De first President of de United States. How you not know him?"

[spacecowboyjim.livejournal.com]

"Don't do anything? Then the hell's the point of havin' em?" Jim looked at the girl that had spoken - and the man that walked up behind her... he had a strange accent that Raynor couldn't quite place. Accent aside, the names he mentioned - George Washington, the United States - struck vague bells of familiarity.

"It's been a long time since I hit my history textbooks, stranger. The United States - that's back on Earth, ain't it? Ain't no such thing where I come from."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Like I'd know what a talking spaceship wants with a gallery full of statues with switches that don't do anything?" Wyn asks, spreading her hands in exasperation. "Like I'd know what it wants with me, for that matter."

"So, wait, there's no Earth or no United States when you're from?" Yeah, she said 'when'. She's learning to ask about the whole temporal displacement thing, especially since everyone she's met so far is from the future.

[spacecowboyjim.livejournal.com]

Well, he couldn't argue with that. "Suppose you've got a point there," he nodded. "And nah, Old Earth's still around, far as I know. Maybe the United States, too, and all those big countries. But it's a long way from home."