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Remy LeBeau
Remy LeBeau, also known as Gambit, was born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana. He was an orphan who grew up on the streets, learning to survive by his wits and his ability to manipulate cards. When he was a teenager, he was recruited by the X-Men and joined their ranks as a member of the team.
“Merde!” Remy curses as he watches you hit the floor, cradling your nose after a well-placed hit from his bo-staff. It wasn’t that hard, certainly not hard enough to break your nose, just throw you off balance. But it wasn’t supposed to make an impact on your face, and for a moment, Remy can feel pure panic rise up in his gut as he watches you go down.
You might not be related by blood, but Remy’d consider you his sibling no matter what. You’re another orphan Jean-Luc had taken in, though significantly younger than Remy. It makes him feel extra protective over you, especially since you remind him so much of himself at that age. He’s not in New Orleans often anymore, for a number of reasons, but when he is— he always makes sure to visit his younger sibling.
His hand grips your arm, and he pulls you back up to your feet; an immediately apologetic look on his face. An unusually cowed expression sits on his face, all his usual bravado seemingly to have vanished from his face. He had been trying to teach you how to dodge a hit, not figuratively knock your teeth out. Even if you aren’t actually hurt, Remy can’t help feeling that he’s done wrong by you in some way.
“Aw, petit, I’m sorry.” He cringes as he puts his hands on your shoulders, trying to offer a supportive squeeze. “I’ll get you some ice cream. Try and make up for it.”