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They call it Than-X-Giving here

Who: Ororo Munroe, Rogue, Kurt Wagner, Jubilation Lee, Remy LeBeau, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, ~~Dick Grayson~~ Robin, and Melanie Walker
What: TURKEY DAY
When: Evening of the 24th
Where: House 16
Summary: The X-Men have decided to invite some of their buddies and pals (who all coincidentally have costumed alteregos) for some Turkey Day shenanigans.
Rating: H for HEARTWARMING

Over the past week, the X-Men have invited a variety of their friends and contacts who they knew would celebrate Thanksgiving, but wouldn't have anyone to spend it with here in Luceti ~~because they're all jaded loners~~. They were all instructed to try and bring a dish with them, but it was no requirement. Nevertheless, all the traditional foods would be present, along with some delicious extras.

ooc: Characters can interact out at the table eating, over on the couches, in the one of the two spare bedrooms, or preparing food in the kitchen. Or maybe catching some cool air outside on the porch. Whatever your fancy is! Also, prose or action brackets are cool. Pick your poison.

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It truly is a generous contribution. Gambit isn't sure which part is better - the fact that there are two huge bags of cereal, or the fact that Storm seems to be perfectly fine with them being there.

"Could prob'ly say that 'bout a lotta t'ings. Musta been holdin' out on their cereal stock."

And yes, that was French. Probably only the first instance of many.

"Damn Malnosso can't cut a break anywhere. Even when it comes down to breakfast cereal." As long as they don't lose the frozen dinner selection, Tony's golden. Otherwise, time to hire a cook!

"So, I haven't seen you around before. Who was your invite from?" Just so he can narrow down who this kid knows here, and why.

Precisely the question Gambit has been wondering about. He hasn't seen this guy around yet at all. Maybe some friend of Storm's?

"Jubilee. Not sure if she was on askin' duty or what." Big bad former Acolyte, asked here by the youngest X-Man. Somehow, it's fitting. "Name's Gambit, by the way. Don't t'ink I've run into you before either."

"Gambit, huh." The name might seem strange if they weren't surrounded by people who went by these sorts of names all the time. "Well, hopefully you've heard of Iron Man. Or Tony Stark, at least. Yeah, I'm him." He doesn't wait for that awe of recognition since he so rarely gets it in Luceti.

There's a definite flash of recognition. So this is the guy behind Stark Enterprises? Luceti really does drag in anyone and everyone, doesn't it.

Unfortunately, the recognition doesn't come with awe. "I mighta heard the Stark name a couple'a times. Didn't know you were friends with the Xavier kids, though."

The very same! At...least he's heard of him. That's more than he gets from most these days. Sigh. His poor ego.

"Right, I guess I am." He doesn't exactly think of it in those terms. Friendship. "You run with them, too?"

"Guess you could say that."

If by 'run with them' we mean 'routinely tried to blow them up until just a few months ago'. That's what we meant, right? But at least he's got the mutant thing going for him as well. That... sort of lands them in a similar group. Close enough. Easier to explain.

"Knew most of 'em back home, at least." Except for, oddly, Jubilee. Go figure.

"Ah. Well, That means you know Rogue, right?" A quick look over his shoulder, to make sure she isn't within earshot, before leaning forward to continue in a conspiratorial whisper.

"Take that girl on a date." Seriously. Someone needs to. And if he's her age and already knows her? Perfect.

The conspiratorial glance around and whisper would be way funnier if Gambit didn't know that it honestly is a pretty good precaution. Rogue's rage is definitely not something to try to invoke. But still, he can't help a grin.

"I've tried, mon ami. That girl's stubborn." And that is part of what makes it so appealing. "She don't seem to t'ink she needs t'relax a bit."

His thoughts exactly. He doesn't want to think what Rogue would do if she knew they were talking about her love life behind her back, but he knows it wouldn't be pretty.

"Oh? She turned you down?"

'Not pretty' is probably putting it lightly.

"So far, no dice." But they're both too stubborn for their own good, so it's probably only a matter of time until one of them gets tired of it. "But we prob'ly better drop it 'fore she drops us first, non?"

Despite the joking tone, he has a healthy respect for the power of that zap.

...Rogue is not sure how she feels about this little tete-a-tete. Somebody ought to warn Tony... but then again, isn't part of this whole thing being set up so that Gambit can have a chance to prove himself not a rat?

She's been side-eyeing the conversation for a while, as yes, yes she has been keeping tabs on you Gambit and you'd better not try to get anywhere near her room. She's possibly too curious about such things for her own good, but either way she's been circling closer... and manages to overhear that last bit. "Drop who, now?"

Because, hey, if you're talking about her - at least, she thinks it's her? It may not be. - she deserves to know.

...Oh, goddammit. Wasn't he paying attention? He was totally paying attention.

Time for some trademark Stark suave. He's a pretty seasoned liar, you know. He throws a casual eyebrow at Rogue as he turns towards her. "Kurt over there. Seems our friend here thinks he could win in a fight with the Nightcrawler."

That. Is not going to go over well. But that doesn't make it any less believable.

Despite the calm and laid-back posture he has, he is pretty sure this is going to be the last he sees of Friendly Rogue for a while.

"Not too much contest there." It's been done before, after all.

Gambit has it right. That does not go over well. In fact, you might think that Rogue's been borrowing some of Ororo's powers with the way the air around her freezes. However fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, Rogue credits Gambit with too much intelligence for him to actually start talking about certain past encounters in her house on Thanksgiving day to a self-proclaimed hero.

Besides. She distinctly heard a "she." That doesn't mean she's going to let this pass. There are a lot of things you can mess with in this world without drawing down the unforgiving and icy wrath of Rogue: her brother is not one of them. "Is that a fact," she drawls it, slowly, and places her hands on her hips. "An' just what brought this on?"

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There's some history here he's missing, isn't there. Welp. He's screwed. But he's still going to try and cover. If he can.

"Well, it's natural, isn't it? Anytime a bunch of super people get together, you start talking about who-could-beat-who in a fight." The next part he says not only because he's personally of the opinion that it's true, but also because he hopes it'll turn the conversation away from Rogue's suspicions. "For instance. I could take everyone in this room. At once."

There's a lot of history. And that is what is making Gambit play along without question. Better to act like this is continuing an earlier conversation.

"Absolument pas." This is in part playing his role and in part because he doesn't know what kind of super power Stark may have, but he doubts it trumps everyone here. "Maybe enough to trump one or two, but def'nitely not all'a us. I bet you could take 'im, Rogue."

Nothing suspicious here. There is only this ridiculous boyish debate.

Oh, very nice, you two, a true one-two punch. Distract her by getting her all riled up and follow through with some flattery. It's an effective combination. She rakes Tony with her gaze and then turns to give Gambit a weighted stare before flicking her gaze back to Tony. She is still suspicious, but she is starting to head off-track. Especially since...

"Naw," it's drawled extra slowly once again, and she cocks one hip to the side. "Not when he's covered from head ta toe in body armor."

...what kind of conversation about powers would they be having where Gambit wouldn't know that? At least, maybe, he might end up getting out of hot water for bringing Kurt into it. But she'll leave off there, and not state the obvious as to how all Gambit would need to do was lay a finger on Tony and kaBOOM the suit just to give them enough rope to hang themselves with.

...Good, she's distracted. Now if he can just keep her on this train of thought, making sure she doesn't return to any flaws she might be seeing with this situation, they'd be golden.

"Well, it is superpowered, highly capable armor that would allow me to just fly in the air above you and knock you out from there. Even if Kurt teleported to me, what would he do when he got there?"

He doesn't know the answer to this question, actually. But he thinks it sounds convincing enough.

Oh, Gambit knows he can beat armor. But flying armor? That's the hard part. Besides, it would be very, very messy. But that's another thing.

The thing is, this does seem to be working to some extent. Gambit can't help but silently admire Tony's bullshit skills.

"Well, he could teleport you somewhere else from there, but dunno if that'd help." Is there anywhere you could teleport-dump superpowered armor where it wouldn't bounce back?

She frowns. Armor and teleportation and she doesn't want to be caught into defending Kurt, not only because she'd be talking about secrets and skills that weren't hers to give, but because Kurt could overhear and then she'd never live it down. "If I'm followin' your conversation correctly, the challenge was for Gambit ta take on Kurt, an' me ta take on you."

Which is becoming an increasingly more tempting proposition. Especially since this is getting further and further away from what she considered her original topic. "An' besides. I don't think either one of you fine gentleman would ever confuse Kurt for a she. Unless your reputations are entirely in your own heads."

"Yeah, sure, exactly. A friendly team-up spar. Keep us on our toes. But I'd win. Because, as we're all aware--I'm me."

Is he purposefully pushing buttons that he knows are going to drive her mind away from the original question? Yes, yes he is. By any means necessary. Because bragging about himself will always be a lot less painful than trying to explain why he was telling this kid he just met to date her.

Rogue definitely caught more of the conversation than he was hoping. But Tony seems to have the right idea. Push buttons. Always works, right?

"Sounds like a challenge, mon ami. Maybe it's you who oughta stay on your toes."

Picking fights right in the living room on Thanksgiving. This is what good guests do.

Well, congratulations boys, it seems your plan has worked. Rogue is now thoroughly distracted and, in fact, even mildly alarmed. She would invite some incredibly dangerous people over and then have them go at each other's throats, it's just not a holiday without that.

She has to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from flat out whirling to the side and forbidding Gambit from doing whatever it is he's thinking of doing. Normally she'd credit him with a bit more intelligence to start picking a fight in a village like this, when he's got everything he needs except freedom... but that's exactly what's got her worried. He's the type, she thinks, where if he was bored enough, and Tony made enough of an ass of himself, that he just might wait and take up the so-called-challenge at the time which is best for him.

"Sounds like the kinda challenge that needs ta be settled all up front an' officially." Hint. Hint.

"I prefer to rely on my reflexes instead of just wait around paranoid someone's going to attack me all the time." This one is not a lie. "Besides, I don't have my armor. Wouldn't exactly be a fair fight, would it?"

Not that he was every really considering it. This is just a show, and even if he really means it when he says he could beat everyone around, he doesn't really feel like proving that at the moment. Incomplete suit and all.

You know it. Tony and the Count can have crazy misadventures.

I'd watch it.

So would I.

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threadjack?

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