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Who: Kitty Pryde + everyone
Broadcast: Network
Action: Iskaulit: Dance studio
When: New Year’s Eve (slightly backdated)

[Not long ago she’d been considering the best way to handle Winn’s birthday now that he’s gone and all. She considered enlisting a close friend or two to be on duty for support or distractions or just barricading herself in her room and feeling it and dealing with that. In the end she went with booze. Lots and lots of booze.

When she turns the feed on she’s lying down on a series of three chairs, holding the communicator above her head.]

Did I ever tell you about the time I was in Marina—the underwater prison place—and this tiny alien or robot or possibly dog man thing took over and made it rain fruit punch and then made us dance in a dance marathon and if we didn’t he was going to put us in a room with a moose. And I’m not drunk! [She laughs like she just said something very funny.]

No, no, I mean I am drunk but it’s also true. It was a very strange place. Did you know you had to get a wristband if you wanted to have sex with someone? Yeah. It was like being at a bar and wanting drink. [Speaking of wanting to drink. She looks around for her bottle and then lifts herself up enough to achieve drinking.] Oh! And then it was like enforced monogamy where you could only be with your band partner.

Wristband. Not like music band. You didn’t have to have sex with the person you played the flute with. [More laughing.]

What was I…? Oh, yeah, do you know I haven’t kissed anyone in moooonths? Yeah. Like May. May 10th. [Winn disappeared May 11.] In the prison you couldn’t do that because every two months—if they were months—they would send out these mistletoe robots that would make you kiss someone or lots of someones. Usually lots of someones. They had shrinking forcefields and confetti. I had to kiss a guy without lips once. Did I mention it was a weird place?

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Hey, that ain't true! I worked with the X-Men before, though, that was Mag's call. 'nd it was tryin' to stop Apocalypse from wakin' up, 'nd we didn't really stop that, but I did still. That 'nd with Rogue that one time. [Though... he had kidnapped her, did that still count?]

One time with Rogue, huh? [Was it a sexy team up?]

[Well, it did involve some rope tying and her grabbing his staff...] Ahh, yeah, in a way. [Was he really going to admit this? Then again... it was Kitty, and it was so long ago now, and he was pretty sure Rogue had forgiven him by now, even if she would still use it as fuel against him as it was needed.]

I, kinda, kidnapped her and... took her down to New Orleans to help out with something. [So no, not really sexy, no.]

[She gives a surprised laugh.] You kidnapped her? How did you get out of it without her murdering you? [She's pretty sure it was charm. No offense to his prowess.]

Not m' smartest move, I will admit, but did work out. [In a lot of ways, even if it would take them both meeting up in Luceti to see out part of it, to create and grow that friendship of theirs.]

She helped me save m' father, said, 'Ya just did the wrong thing for the right reason.' [His accent slipping away to something a bit closer to Rogue's own for that quote before returning to his normal one.]

Did almost get skewered by Wolverine for it though. [Remy raised a hand to rub at his throat.] Got a bit closer to those claws than I ever wanted to.

It's a good thing she grades on a curve like that. Logan is another story. [She doesn't exactly know what to do with memories of Logan at this point. He was her mentor. A father figure when she was fresh out of parents. And according to Kurt he became Apocalypse at the end and slaughtered everyone who was left. But the reasons he took that up weren't bad hearted either. There's just a lot of gray back home and not much else. As it is, she'll try to stay in breezy casual mode. They aren't even talking about her Logan.]

So, your father, hmm? I don't remember my Remy ever really talking about his parents much. [Maybe to spare her from thinking about her own.]

Maybe he was as wonderful as m' own. [There was a lot of sarcasm there and even a roll of his eyes before Remy shook his head to get past those thoughts.]

Sure it was nothin' personal, petite, not talkin' 'bout him. Might be he lost him durin' ya war, or just wasn't worth mentionin'. [Remy... really wasn't sure how he felt about the idea of losing Jean Luc, even hypothetically. Sure, they didn't get on well, or even at all now days, but... the man was still his father and Remy hated the idea of losing him.]

No offense taken. A lot of people didn't like talking about how it was before. It just made the moment harder usually.

I'm guessing it was complicated with your dad? [She won't push more than that. If he doesn't want to talk about it she'd understand.]

I get that. [Better to keep the past in the past. Pushed far down. Far, far down. And away.

There was a sigh from Remy, trying to think of a nicer way to put it but...] That 'bout right. Was tryin' to think of 'nother way to say it but... really can't. [Certainly not without going into details about everything with the Guilds and all that mess.

He ended up shrugging if off.] Don't matter, not here at least, hein, not like he just goin' to show up or 'nything... 'nd if he do, then goin' to have to hide everything valuable.

Well, you still have family here even without him. [She reaches over and squeezes his hand. It's a sentiment she may not have shared so easily sober, but one that holds true in any state-of-being. Remys are family.]

[That managed to knock that cloud that was starting to form over his head, a hint of a smile before Remy leaned over to press a brief kiss against the side of her head.] That real kind of ya, petite.

[And don't worry, Kitty, he won't hold you to anything you say while drinking. This was a here and now situation.]

Who's being kind? I'm just calling it like it is. [Besides, it's more family for her too. Always trying to keep one going and it's always falling away.]

[Remy gave a warm chuckle in reply to that,] That so? 'nd here I though ya were bein' comfortin' to me, guess I guessed wrong. Totally wrong. Absolutely wrong, in all possible ways. [A grin returning as he gave her shoulders one more squeeze of a hug.]

Now, dependin' if ya done with drinks for the night, how 'bout we head back 'nd I can make ya up something to soak up some more of that drink 'nd make sure ya ain't hung over or 'nything tomorrow?

Appreciate the concern, but I'll be okay. I think I want to just hang out here longer, but you head back. I'll be fine.

Ok petite, [Shifting his arm from her, Remy pushed himself off the wall to stand.] Ya give me a yell if ya do want a hand back, or late night munchies, hein? [Part of him did want to stay... but she was a big girl and could look after herself.]

See ya back on the ship. [Adding that as he headed across the room to the door.]

I will. Promise. I've always wanted someone to wait on me. [She won't be calling, but she will make it back in one piece. No worries.]

See you at home. [Which is what that Twin Roses is now.]

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