892/Denied at the Door

Denied at the Door
Date of Scene:	10 June 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Gambit, Rogue

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Gambit has posed:
Remy stands in the alley in Hell's Kitchen, his sharp features appearing sharper because of the soft orange glow at the tip of his cigarette. He wears a dark brown t-shirt over a pair of black work pants that cover his boots fairly well.

"You said you wanted t' see t'e darker side o' t'e city." Remy says, pulling the smoke out by pinching his finger and thumb around the filter and pulling it from his lips.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue has her hands in her jeans pockets and she's wearing a dark green tanktop and her haire is tied back behind her head in a loose ponytail. She has a blue/red/white flannel shirt on that is tied up beneath her bustline and the sleeves are rolled up to her elbows, some mesh gloves are on her hands and forearms.

"No!" Rogue said at Remy with a shake of her head and an accusatory smirk. "I said I've ALREADY seen it... I just said that I'm curious about where you go when ya run away all the time."

Gambit has posed:
Remy shrugs as he takes another puff from his smoke and smiles his shit eating grin at Rogue. "Well, we're about t' do t'at too." The cajun says, turning to face deeper into the alley and begins to walk deeper into the maze of back routes and fire escapes that criss cross through Chinatown.

After a bit of walking, he stops in front of a door and reaches out to the wall to rub the cigarette out against the building like countless others have before, based on the large black spot on the wall.

Lifting his hand, the man knocks on the door twice before lifting his hand further to run through his hair as a makeshift comb. LeBeau smiles back to Rogue with a pleasnt look that could also be a warning of some kind.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue just sighed and followed after him shaking her head. "You're lucky you're pretty." She told the older man as she stayed just a few steps behind him. "Makin' me wande'ah around some dark and nasty alley like I'm back bein' homeless or somethin'... I'm tryin' t'forget what these rot holes smell like, ya know."

Rogue looked at the door he knocked twice on and she tried to discern what building this was. "Is this a restaurant? Are we reinactin' Lady an' the Tramp?" She asked him with a grin.

Gambit has posed:
"Nah Rogue, you wan'ed t' see what it is Ah do. 'Ere it is." Remy finishes explaining vaguely just as a sliding hatch snaps open and a pair of brown eyes peek outside, framed by a bright red interior just behind the black hair.

"No. No ReBeau! No! You no play here no more. No one wants gamble with you!"

Then SLAM! The hatch is closed again and Remy is left holding his hands out in a shrug towards Rogue.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue watched this unfold and her green eyes went from the door, to Remy, to the door, back to Remy and her mouth just kind of hung open with an amused look. "Ah see..." She said then to him. "Well that was fun, wanna go t'the arcade down on fourty fifth street?" She aked then, moving to turn around, hands still stuffed into the pockets of her jeans.

Rogue swayed as she started to walk way, singing a little song that had been stuck inside of her head all day (Teenage Dirtbag).

Gambit has posed:
Remy shrugs again. "I guess, I don' wanna get in trouble with t'e locals again fo' bein' such a bad ass at gamblin'." Remy says, skipping once to catch back up to Rogue and slips his hand around her back at the waist. "But you know you're bettah 'n' me at t'em electronic games."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue looked over at him when she felt his arm snake around the small of her back just above her belt line on her jeans. She grinned up at him and laid her head on his shoulder as they walked toward the mouth of the alleyway. "I know... its okay. Ya smell nice and you're pretty, so I will keep you around even if ya can't play arcade games wortha damn."

Gambit has posed:
"Glad t'at's all it takes, cause some day t'ese looks MAY get bad. Or I might be like t'at actor a few years ago, George Clooney. Sexy forevah." Remy smiles teasingly as he keeps her close, but not off balance as they walk back through the alleys but he lets her lead them to the arcade.