They call it Than-X-Giving here

[bamfing]

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.

Comments

[kineticcajun]

"I know." Between Jubilee actually believing in him and Rogue making this offer, he knows the next move is on him. He's a little surprised with himself just how much he doesn't want to let either one of them down. As much as that in itself is motivation to try crossing that line, it's also motivation not to.

Merde. Whatever happened to watching out for himself and no one else? Oh, right, he's never been half as good at that as he'd like. And he's already falling into a habit of watching out for his fellow mutants.

Easing just enough away from the wall so that he isn't leaning anymore, he gives a short sigh. Your mind is already made up, LeBeau, and you know it.

"Odds are, all'a your people here are our best bet in gettin' outta dis place. Anybody finds any leads, I'll back 'em up. Thief's honor."

But mon dieu, if it's the Boy Wonder who finds it, Remy won't be too inclined to lend a hand.

[touchofrogue]

She wants more space between them now, but she's already leaning away. Taking a few steps backwards seems like a retreat... and turning to walk away seems like a rejection... so Rogue just ducks her head. She's not asking him for anything, and it's not that she doesn't have faith in her team, but... if they could have gotten out of here, they would have gotten out of here already.

"I guess we'll see, then."

[kineticcajun]

"Oui. We'll see."

Perceptive as this Remy LeBeau is, he's definitely picking up on the Rogue Needs Space vibe. To be fair, he could probably use some space himself. Some time to get his thoughts straight. (Or, well... as straight as they can be with him.) That sort of space probably isn't going to happen around this house. And so, he shifts his weight to start his slip off into the night, but rests a gloved hand on her shoulder and gives a slight squeeze before he can go past. In part, it's to push her buttons. But it's also a signal that he'll be back later with a more solid answer.

That signal may or may not be covered up by the smile he gives her. It's not meant to be infuriating, but he seems to be good at that regardless.

"Thanks again, chere. For the food an' for lettin' Jubilee invite me."

[touchofrogue]

Oi! No touching! You are just lucky you're wearing gloves, Remy LeBeau, since her shoulders are quasi-bare. She recoils away from his touch - seriously, what the hell? - but he's already gone.

"Happy Thanksgivin'."