Speak’n O’ dat I use it to make my spicy bloody Mary’s //

// OK thank God I’m stuck there for coffee, and seafood food to a cajun be sacred, cooking be de love language of those people like me born and raised in de Bayou now, so I was thinking like why would any one wanna be disrespect’n mon Gumbo like dat? If I cook for somebody is because

// Been Dare done that in real life. I don’t know if you noticed but the actual writer of this character, well, he’d be a real Cajun, and so’s ya know I actually eat the one chip for fun.. And don’t you ever disrespect gumbo by saying you gonna put coffee in it? #SWAMPRAT and if y’all wanna try

// Me Hospital? Don’t make me laugh. I’m a Cajun and who de hell puts coffee in gumbo yo weirdo?//

“ Damn Right Ami”

// Al’ryte Now Why not give de new master piece #SwampRat wrote a Liston and tell us what you tink in de DM no?// suno.com/song/50b3166...

Happy New Year! From Blue Sky’s Favorite Gambit Mun #SWAMPRAT AkA Remy Michelle Labeau

“ Mon Gumbo! Who wants some Eh?”

Cooking with Gambit Gumbo episode

“Charles it’s @baldphoenix.bsky.social Your Son David Xavier Howler, @xmutantrp.bsky.social De one called Legion He be alive! Dey have him captive in de clock tower miss sinister, have him!”

📲 you right Cher’e Gambit promised he not do not’n till he healed.. Go get our boy and gib Mon Oncle a special hello from me No? Make sure he remember not to recruit Mon Fili fo his non sense and don’t be hard on Aundreaux de boys been tru enough. I be right here waiting kei📲.

Legion and gambit had become rather close recently, and Legion had even found gambit’s Aundreaux.. and worse the son was following the dad Aundreaux had become a thief. Gambit in a panic quickly began Texting @mississippigirl.bsky.social from his hospital bed

“Charles it’s @baldphoenix.bsky.social Your Son David Xavier Howler, @xmutantrp.bsky.social De one called Legion He be alive! Dey have him captive in de clock tower miss sinister, have him!”

*Gambit Nodded in understanding what he must do.. But before he could say anything the connection was dropped* “ Y’ll got yo selves a bet kid, Gambit tell professor everyting den some”

Sitting up in his hospital bed in the infirmary.. Charles and Rogue had given him a small space in the infirmary the two attempted a losing the battle over gambit and his smokes. Cajun was put in a small alone back office converted to a smoking hospital suite for gambit.

Who would Eba Simp Fo Him

“To be honest Gambit cood use time off, At least until de stitches heal. But still keep gambit in de loop no?” Remy said with a chuckle Maybe I take rogue uhn de kids to New Orleans, let dem learn about where Dey blood come from Especially Aundreaux dat ole witch mystique done practically washed

“ Take more den a stupid sentinel to send ole Remy to Jesus, You know how many O’dem tin cans I done sent to de scrap heap, Ya gotta have more faith in me then that Papa. “ Gambit said calling the professor a name he had been calling him for some years when they were alone “ It been damn near 27

@baldphoenix.bsky.social gambit had been called to the professors office after being caught by his wife sneaking the halls.. he had a feeling He was in for a lecture followed by a long speech of how rules are in place for a reason.. and then given a feel good pep talk followed by the classic Charles

//you know how long I been wait’n fo dis? Wooooo Now I am really about to make a name fo my self here!!!!//

// Don you dare But go old and bald I tink you be betta at old Charles//

“ Whops Look like I be busted no? Take it easy Cher, you can’t go expect’n a man to lib him life in a damned hospital bed, can ye?” Gambit said Leaning on his Bo staff, as if it were a walking stick. “ So, is dis where you go all motha like on ole Gambit, jus take it easy wit de switch Ok Maman”

Open Starter *The faint hum of medical monitors filled the dimly lit infirmary, accompanied by the steady rhythm of Gambit’s heartbeat on the screen. He lay on the cot, his crimson eyes fixed on the ceiling, a mixture of boredom and irritation etched across his face.*

“Cher’e if it means Sav’n ma boy and O Mon kids I’d do de same tang a thousand times over Mon Amour don’t be fo a second tink’n Gambit regret dis, I jus hope Aundreaux no dat no one be blam’n him.. or at least Y’all betta not be.”

Remy looked at rogue and scoffed he then said “ Damn it Naw Marie , You Ma wife not my maw Cher’e, Uhn Afta de hell Gambit face he deserve dis non? Uhm caffeine also be bad fo ya tu it rasies de heart rate ya know so you stop drink’n coffee uhn I stop de smok’n till den its pot call’N kettle

“ Well, I know dat but Gambit also know rules meant to be broken no professor.” Remy said taking a deep in hale of the cigarette he was smoking

Gambit was finally calm and okish, He had his smokes and was now relaxed and thinking “Sorry Charles I win dis one, as” he inhaled deeply from his cigarette. Not thinking about the fact that Professor Xavier would know Now that gambit was smoking i

📲Atta Boy, Also Don’t tell your Brother Noth’n Dreaux is on bored with maw and the professah bout me smok’n in de Infirmary”

He’s sitting up in his infirmary bed, playing solitaire with himself while grumbling and cursing the Name @baldphoenix.bsky.social for not allowing him to smoke in the infirmary ~ Grumpy Wounded Cajun grumbling can be heard down the hall Gambit texts his sons @wyldecardlabeau.bsky.social

Remy took a deep shallow breath and his eyes opened slowly., as he looked up at his family @wyldecardlabeau.bsky.social @neoncard.bsky.social @mississippigirl.bsky.social “ Dat, be close.. I tot I were done fo, so how bout we cancel de open casket service dis time” The Cajun tried to sit up

//EVENT KICKSTARTER PLEASE READ// The night was dark, the air thick with tension as Gambit and his son, Aundreaux, stood in the ruins of an old industrial facility. They’d been tracking a sinister

Moves his head back and forth “ No, No Gambit No Want to die I not ready to go Grandmerè I not ready to come home i not wanna leave @energyrie.bsky.social or Mon Filis, Charles @baldphoenix.bsky.social some one help @burningsongbird.bsky.social any one” *Gambit said turn’n his head weekly*

*Laying in his bed at the infirmary moaning and growning as he turns his head slowly from left to right sweat pouring from his brow*

I love you, @mississippigirl.bsky.social I’ve always loved you. You need to know that. 💥🃏Not New To X-Men Or Gambit 💥🃏Minors DNi 💥🃏heavy story driven RP 💥🃏17+Yrs Rp Exp 💥🃏Mun is 36 years of age 💥🃏C+B/OC OkL+Rt=F 💥🃏#MVRP 🃏♥️ wife @mississippigirl.bsky.social 💥🃏#MySpaceVET 💥🃏 LT+RP‎=F

*The faint sound of a card shuffling broke the quiet before Gambit stepped from the shadows, leaning casually against the doorway, his crimson eyes glinting in the dim moonlight.* "

De #SwampRat dun went uhn got Him a NU Tattoo Yall wanna see? Well Eben if ya don’t ya gonna see anyway So like it or no here de tat pics come

Hell Yeah and I be smok’n de blunt when you bring dis to Remy attention

Comes to his office and chuckles “ You gotta do betta den dat spidah you wanna role wit de big boys well looks like de dice no gon roll in yo favor” Remy said as he jumped out of his office window grabbing the Fire escape bars and scaling them with ease after a few well placed leaps and climbs

“It was’n bout de chase it was a”bout ya attendance, in mon Class Spida, Why be miss’on ma lessons Pete? C’mon Ami you Abe not been in one combat uhn field train’n class in a weeek so Remy figure a lil treasure be betta fo yo ADHD den de Detention No?”

“You want to play de hide un seek ok den You go hide uhm I find you ok de. Kiddo”

“Golden Chylde? De hell do you boys get dat idea Yo bot stubborn trouble makers in my O’pinion, and I lob ya bot de same, You really got it wrong Mon Fili. I don want control, I just want you happy Mon Petit Fili.” Gambit said bracing his hand on his child’s shoulder before asking

Dat not be de truth Em, I lob you you my child, I know I be hard on ya boy.. but it’s only cause I am so damn scared someone gonna take you away from my N me, now you uhn Aundreaux come home please de bot of my boys.. I Neva wanted you to run away.

Gambit take request what to make next aye?

//So Hones Question Do you enjoy Mon cook’n wit de Gambit, shorts? Uhn should I start post’n de full lengths? In de gambit Cosplay when it comes or do you like see’n De real #SwampRat in him Environnement dè naturel and jus super comfy? Lemme kno Okay Naw Mesdames et messieurs//

“No, Mon Petite I said ya don eat it uhn dats fo sure”

“ No Mon petite Money is used to buy de tings you need, or want”

To be fair, you was all sorts O’ de roudy de whole a Ya’s but Scott got into less tustles today.. No? Sorry Mon petit tigre préhistorique dats jus how de cards fall, but here’s de second place prize. * Hands victor a 20 dollar bill* Dats money, ya know what ta do wit it right, Uhn no ya don’t

“Dats right mon Fili go to sleep” Shh shh shh… Rest ya eyes now yong’n” Gambit said picking Vick up in his arms as he past a sleeping Jimmy on the floor, @jameswolverine.bsky.social And picked him up as. Well “ Oh oh It be seem’n Mon Petite Carcajou be out like de lyte too” He then carried