Well, here's the second chapter, R/R please!

Kylie/Slink is mine, Gambit is Marvel's.

And thanks to those who reviewed!

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Kylie cast about for an exit to the alley, but there was none.

"Now why y' runnin' from me, petite? I don' mean y' no harm."

She cursed herself for not listening for any footsteps as she spun around, hand held up and glowing with white energy. The man in the trenchcoat stood there smiling, sunglasses down on his nose, hands propped on his hips. She forgot her anger for a few seconds and blinked a few times at the sight of his eyes. They were almost exactly like hers, except instead of silver on black, his eyes were red on black.

He held up his hands and backed up a step, "Now calm down, I ain't plannin' on hurtin' y'."

She raised an eyebrow, "Den why y' chasin' me?"

He smiled slightly, "I believe y' have somt'ing dat belongs t' me, chere."

She sighed inwardly and fished his wallet out of an inner pocket of her own trenchcoat, then tossed it to him.

"Dere's y' wallet. iNow/i will y' go away an' leave me alone?"

He flipped it open to check and make sure everything was still inside. Kylie smirked, "Quoi, don' trust me?"

He smirked back, "I know de ways of a t'ief, petite, cause I used t' be one. But as to de matter at hand, de wallet was one reason I was chasin' y', but I also want to talk to you."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Oh? What about?"

He took a few steps towards her, "Y' name's Kylie, non?"

She blinked, "Oui...how did y' know dat?"

"M' name's Remy LeBeau, an' I'm a member of de X-Men. Y' ever heard of dem?"

She tilted her head to one side and thought for a few seconds. "Oui, I t'ink I have. But what does dat have t' do wit' me?"

"I have been sent down 'ere from New York t' ask y' if y' would like t' join wit' us, and help us fight to create peace between humans and mutants."

She looked at him incredulously, "Y're kiddin' me."

With a grin, Remy replied, "Non chere, I ain't."

She took a few steps past him, mulling this over in her head. Remy lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall, waiting for her to make a decision.

After a few minutes, Kylie turned to him and shrugged. "I suppose so. What have I got t' lose?" she said, as she gestured to her surroundings with a grin.

He smiled, "I know what y' mean. Now d' y' have anyt'ing t' pick up before we leave? Anybody t' say g'bye t'?"

"Oui...is dere some place I can meet y' after I take care of some t'ings?"

He nodded, "Oui, on the east side of Nawlins, outside the city, near de swamp. Dere will be a black jet waiting dere."

With a curt nod she replied, "I should be dere in about an hour. Au revoir." She smiled and turned, stalking silently out of the alley and into the street.

He lifted a hand to wave slightly, "Au revoir." He then walked out of the alley and turned in the opposite direction to get to the Blackbird.

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TBC

Translation: Quoi is French for what.