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Gambit, Rogue (c) Marvel
art (c) me

She's sitting there. For 2 hours. Looking at her glass full of boose. She's got no courage to drink it. Even if she's mad to Logan. After she's taken the Cure no one can treat her naturally. She knows that. She's not a mutant. No more. Now she can touch and be touched. But this is not so easy. She should have expected it: the Cure was not enough to have a real contact with an other human being; it's not enough to re-establish her relationship with Bobby. He loves another girl. She knew that, but she didn't want to see the truth. They're done. Their story is done. Even if no one of them wants to admit it yet. And Logan is the only one who understood it. He knew. He's always known it. But this is not why she's mad with him. She's angry because he thinks she took the Cure just because of Bobby. He's never said it, but she knows he thinks it. She's feeling dying. She went at that pub because she wanted to have her little revenge on Logan. Or maybe she wanted just to meet someone who can treat her right, not as a freak of nature. Not as an ex-mutant. Not as a new human. But all she's doing is thinking about him and looking at that glass.
He came in this pub to relax his mind. He wanted to not think about his life, his family, the Guild, Bella Donna... Usually, he's good to do such a thing. But tonight he can't. He can't because Ororo called him; after all this time, his petite Stormy called him, in the morning. She told him that she knows he's having not a good lifestyle in this period. So, she offered him a job. Teaching. In a school. Firstly he laughed very loud, like she told him just a joke. After some instant, he understood she was serious. Stormy wants him as a teacher in her school for young mutants. He was wordless. Then, he told her he needed to think about her offer. And now he's exactly thinking about it. He could escape from his life, from all his sins... He could finally see some light in his dark life. He even shortened his hair in the afternoon, trying to be a new man. Like women do, he thought. But if all the women do it, there must be a good reason... So, that afternoon he shortened his wild long hair. And this night he wanted to test his new look. Even if he's not in the mood. But, suddenly, he sees a young woman. How old is she?? 24, 25?? He's getting closer to her. She's got some white strands in her hair. Original. But the look in her green deep eyes is not so good. She seems very sad, looking at her glass. He could understand it even without his empathy.
- You don't want to drink it, chere. Maybe you should find something else to do, non??
She turns on him, and, looking at his eyes, she becomes astonished. He's got red pupils on black eyes. She's never seen eyes like those. He must be a mutant.
- Excuse me??
- I see you were looking at your glass, but you don't want to drink it. Am I right, chere??
- Yeah, you are.
She can't stop looking at his eyes. He grins. He should have noticed it.
- Haven't you ever seen a mutant, mon petite??
She feels a bit embarrassed.
- Don't worry, I'm not one of the bad ones.
She laughs, feeling more comfortable.
- Really??
- Oui, mon chere. You should not worry.
- And what kind of mutant are you?? What are your powers??
- My powers?? Well, I've got a charismatic and a charming personality... And I'm a thief.
He grins, again.
- A thief?? And what do you want to steal from me, sugar??
- Oh chere, I wouldn't steal anything from you. You could give me everything I want if I'd just ask.
- Because of your"charming power"??
- Of course.
- You love yourself very much, doesn't you??
- Oui, and you could do it too, chere. You could love me anytime, anywhere. Whenever and wherever you want.
She smiles.
- You're becoming a bit pathetic...
- Just a bit, but I'd always be pathetic if I could steal another smile from you.
She keeps on smiling, looking at him. Then he sits next to her, speaking in a low voice.
- However, I'm Remy.
- Nice to meet you, Remy.
- What is your name, petite?? And why are you here?? This is not the kind of place a girl like you should go to.
- Do you know what kind of girl I am??
- Yes, I do.
- Oh my... Don't tell me... Have you got a telepathic power, too?? You're full of surprises, Remy.
She's ironic and he likes it.
- I don't need any telepathic power to know that you're a girl who had suffer too much. I can just see it in your eyes, chere.
Her green eyes become darker.
- You suffered. And you're right here trying to forget everything but you've got not enough courage to drink your glass and to lose control.
She doesn't answer, she gives him a bittersweet smile.
- I must admit it: you're very good, Remy.
- I know.
Now he wants to be less serious. He can't stand such sadness in a woman's eyes.
- Considering that I'm very good as you've just told me, chere, why don't you allow me to steal a dance with you??
- If I say "no", it should be a shame for a thief like you, shouldn't it??
- Oui, mademoiselle.
- Then, I think I shouldn't ruin your reputation.
- Mercy, chere. You're very kind.
He takes her bare hands. And then they start dancing together. He holds her in his strong arms and she feels a bit embarrassed: she's not used to be touched yet. He touches her bare hands, her bare arms, not caring about her old powers, not caring about who she was and who she is. Suddenly he starts talking near her ear.
- You didn't tell me your name, yet, chere.
- Yeah sugar, I know it.
They laugh together, while he keeps on touching her. She's feeling very good in those arms, maybe a little too much.
- If I can't steal your name from your mouth, can I steal a kiss from your lips??
- I...
He's getting closer to her mouth, but suddenly she draws back, feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket.
- What...??
She looks at her phone, it's Logan. And if he's calling her, then it means that she has to answer. Or better, she has to come back at the Institute.
- Oh my, I'm sorry Remy!! I need to go!!
- What?!?!
- I'm really sorry!!
She takes her handbag and her overcoat.
- You can't just leave this way.
He jokes.
- Come on chere!! I don't even know your name yet!! Give me more time for stealing it from you.
But she suddenly stops, looking again at those spectacular eyes.
- It's Marie. My name is Marie.
She smiles at him.
- Goodbye Remy!!
And then she leaves. Leaving him wordless. Wordless but with a special smile on his face too. He'll always be a good thief...

I'm really sorry if I didn't submit anything in all these weeks!! But I hadn't had time to draw. And when I found time, I hadn't the right inspiration. I started this drawing more than a month ago. But I finished it just today. And it's full of mistakes that I don't do usually. I don't know why, but I had a kind of artist block. Maybe because I'm a bit stressed in these months. I haven't so much time to relax my mind. Also, I'm not in love anymore. My mind needs a bit of relax... I really don't know what is the exact reason of this block. I just know that I had so many ideas that I'd like to put on paper, but I don't know how. I hope that in August I can find more inspiration and the right mood too for drawing other works. About my loved SaiTema, about Romy or about anything else!!
However, this drawing is about a first meeting between Rogue and Gambit if they had ever met in one of movies of the X-Men-movie-verse. I thought that this meeting could have been happen after Rogue took the Cure in X-Men 3. And I don't know why, but I drew Gambit with some beard, for the first time usually I prefer to do him with no beard because I can't draw right beards by the way, tell me what you think about this drawing and about the story I wrote for it I really hope you'll like them both
P.S.: is it true that Channing Tatum will play Gambit in the new X-movie?? Honestly, I don't think that he could be a perfect Gambit... But maybe I'm wrong

Description
Gambit, Rogue (c) Marvel
art (c) me

She's sitting there. For 2 hours. Looking at her glass full of boose. She's got no courage to drink it. Even if she's mad to Logan. After she's taken the Cure no one can treat her naturally. She knows that. She's not a mutant. No more. Now she can touch and be touched. But this is not so easy. She should have expected it: the Cure was not enough to have a real contact with an other human being; it's not enough to re-establish her relationship with Bobby. He loves another girl. She knew that, but she didn't want to see the truth. They're done. Their story is done. Even if no one of them wants to admit it yet. And Logan is the only one who understood it. He knew. He's always known it. But this is not why she's mad with him. She's angry because he thinks she took the Cure just because of Bobby. He's never said it, but she knows he thinks it. She's feeling dying. She went at that pub because she wanted to have her little revenge on Logan. Or maybe she wanted just to meet someone who can treat her right, not as a freak of nature. Not as an ex-mutant. Not as a new human. But all she's doing is thinking about him and looking at that glass.
He came in this pub to relax his mind. He wanted to not think about his life, his family, the Guild, Bella Donna... Usually, he's good to do such a thing. But tonight he can't. He can't because Ororo called him; after all this time, his petite Stormy called him, in the morning. She told him that she knows he's having not a good lifestyle in this period. So, she offered him a job. Teaching. In a school. Firstly he laughed very loud, like she told him just a joke. After some instant, he understood she was serious. Stormy wants him as a teacher in her school for young mutants. He was wordless. Then, he told her he needed to think about her offer. And now he's exactly thinking about it. He could escape from his life, from all his sins... He could finally see some light in his dark life. He even shortened his hair in the afternoon, trying to be a new man. Like women do, he thought. But if all the women do it, there must be a good reason... So, that afternoon he shortened his wild long hair. And this night he wanted to test his new look. Even if he's not in the mood. But, suddenly, he sees a young woman. How old is she?? 24, 25?? He's getting closer to her. She's got some white strands in her hair. Original. But the look in her green deep eyes is not so good. She seems very sad, looking at her glass. He could understand it even without his empathy.
- You don't want to drink it, chere. Maybe you should find something else to do, non??
She turns on him, and, looking at his eyes, she becomes astonished. He's got red pupils on black eyes. She's never seen eyes like those. He must be a mutant.
- Excuse me??
- I see you were looking at your glass, but you don't want to drink it. Am I right, chere??
- Yeah, you are.
She can't stop looking at his eyes. He grins. He should have noticed it.
- Haven't you ever seen a mutant, mon petite??
She feels a bit embarrassed.
- Don't worry, I'm not one of the bad ones.
She laughs, feeling more comfortable.
- Really??
- Oui, mon chere. You should not worry.
- And what kind of mutant are you?? What are your powers??
- My powers?? Well, I've got a charismatic and a charming personality... And I'm a thief.
He grins, again.
- A thief?? And what do you want to steal from me, sugar??
- Oh chere, I wouldn't steal anything from you. You could give me everything I want if I'd just ask.
- Because of your"charming power"??
- Of course.
- You love yourself very much, doesn't you??
- Oui, and you could do it too, chere. You could love me anytime, anywhere. Whenever and wherever you want.
She smiles.
- You're becoming a bit pathetic...
- Just a bit, but I'd always be pathetic if I could steal another smile from you.
She keeps on smiling, looking at him. Then he sits next to her, speaking in a low voice.
- However, I'm Remy.
- Nice to meet you, Remy.
- What is your name, petite?? And why are you here?? This is not the kind of place a girl like you should go to.
- Do you know what kind of girl I am??
- Yes, I do.
- Oh my... Don't tell me... Have you got a telepathic power, too?? You're full of surprises, Remy.
She's ironic and he likes it.
- I don't need any telepathic power to know that you're a girl who had suffer too much. I can just see it in your eyes, chere.
Her green eyes become darker.
- You suffered. And you're right here trying to forget everything but you've got not enough courage to drink your glass and to lose control.
She doesn't answer, she gives him a bittersweet smile.
- I must admit it: you're very good, Remy.
- I know.
Now he wants to be less serious. He can't stand such sadness in a woman's eyes.
- Considering that I'm very good as you've just told me, chere, why don't you allow me to steal a dance with you??
- If I say "no", it should be a shame for a thief like you, shouldn't it??
- Oui, mademoiselle.
- Then, I think I shouldn't ruin your reputation.
- Mercy, chere. You're very kind.
He takes her bare hands. And then they start dancing together. He holds her in his strong arms and she feels a bit embarrassed: she's not used to be touched yet. He touches her bare hands, her bare arms, not caring about her old powers, not caring about who she was and who she is. Suddenly he starts talking near her ear.
- You didn't tell me your name, yet, chere.
- Yeah sugar, I know it.
They laugh together, while he keeps on touching her. She's feeling very good in those arms, maybe a little too much.
- If I can't steal your name from your mouth, can I steal a kiss from your lips??
- I...
He's getting closer to her mouth, but suddenly she draws back, feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket.
- What...??
She looks at her phone, it's Logan. And if he's calling her, then it means that she has to answer. Or better, she has to come back at the Institute.
- Oh my, I'm sorry Remy!! I need to go!!
- What?!?!
- I'm really sorry!!
She takes her handbag and her overcoat.
- You can't just leave this way.
He jokes.
- Come on chere!! I don't even know your name yet!! Give me more time for stealing it from you.
But she suddenly stops, looking again at those spectacular eyes.
- It's Marie. My name is Marie.
She smiles at him.
- Goodbye Remy!!
And then she leaves. Leaving him wordless. Wordless but with a special smile on his face too. He'll always be a good thief...

I'm really sorry if I didn't submit anything in all these weeks!! But I hadn't had time to draw. And when I found time, I hadn't the right inspiration. I started this drawing more than a month ago. But I finished it just today. And it's full of mistakes that I don't do usually. I don't know why, but I had a kind of artist block. Maybe because I'm a bit stressed in these months. I haven't so much time to relax my mind. Also, I'm not in love anymore. My mind needs a bit of relax... I really don't know what is the exact reason of this block. I just know that I had so many ideas that I'd like to put on paper, but I don't know how. I hope that in August I can find more inspiration and the right mood too for drawing other works. About my loved SaiTema, about Romy or about anything else!!
However, this drawing is about a first meeting between Rogue and Gambit if they had ever met in one of movies of the X-Men-movie-verse. I thought that this meeting could have been happen after Rogue took the Cure in X-Men 3. And I don't know why, but I drew Gambit with some beard, for the first time usually I prefer to do him with no beard because I can't draw right beards by the way, tell me what you think about this drawing and about the story I wrote for it I really hope you'll like them both
P.S.: is it true that Channing Tatum will play Gambit in the new X-movie?? Honestly, I don't think that he could be a perfect Gambit... But maybe I'm wrong