Reflections of time amidst a flurry of arrows [Open]

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate had done a patrol in the city earlier, and she debated on stopping by the Media library for something to watch. Something to distract her from the encounter with Ir.. no, *Nathanial*. Otherwise now mini-Kang in the making. All that work he did, everything to stop it, and asking for their help. Well, mainly Eli, Teddy, and Billy's help since Cassie and her came late into the game there. Still. They tried to help too. Until they found out what that help would mean.

She sighed, and her steps took her to the Sensoriums. But she wasn't going to use it for sentimental reasons. Oh no. Even if the surroundings resembled the training room of the Clubhouse, it was for function and practice. Not to get lost in nostalgia, there's a clear difference as she sighted her target and fired another arrow.

Wasn't there?

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[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Pixie? Oui, Gambit met her. Seem she know more 'bout me dan I do," he said, rubbing the back of his neck--obviously uncomfortable with the idea that someone on board might have dirt on him, especially if that dirt was something he hadn't yet done.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Maybe you've yet to meet her? There's lots of people from different times here too."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"I notice dat," Gambit answered with a nod. It was a little difficult not to notice considering there were two dinosaurs wandering around the ship. If they weren't a testament to just how screwed up time was on this ship, nothing would be.

"Don't tink I caught your name, cher," he then said, shifting the subject away from the topic of the time paradox, which was bound to end with in a headache.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"It's Kate, or Hawkeye when patrolling."

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Kate," Gambit echoed, one side of his mouth lifting into a half-grin as he continued to play with the deck in his hand. "Dat's nice. Pretty. It fit you."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," She dryly replied with a raised eyebrow. She's on to you.

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"De rien," he said with a slight nod. Despite the caution and suspicion implied by her tone and expression, Gambit continued to smile at her. No one could ever accuse the Cajun of being easily deterred.

"So, what you say we has a lil fun, cher," Remy then said, motioning to the practice room. It'd been days since he'd gotten a decent workout and honed his fighting skills and, considering the potential peril that lay in their situation, being unpracticed wasn't likely to be good for his health. And what better time than the present to get in some combat training.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate set her bow and quiver off to the side.

"Sure, what did you have in mind?"

[cardsharkgambit.livejournal.com]

"Gambit was tinkin maybe a little rough target practice, non?" Remy replied with a playful grin as the sensorium shifted, wiping away the Clubhouse and replacing it with a replica of the Danger Room inside the Xavier mansion.

"What you say?" he said, holding up a card and charging it. "Wanna play?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate's face lit up at the sight. Of course she had heard of the place, but never been inside. She grabbed her bow and quiver again.

"Thought you'd never ask," She laughed.