Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of X-Men Evolution.
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Back. Forth. Over. Under. The card weaved between his nimble fingers, seeming as if it had a life of its own. Indeed it fluttered, enjoying its light, yet brief existence when Remy charged it and watched it become ashes into his palm. With a soft grunt, he lifted his body with feral grace from his seat, crossing the room in a few strides to his mirror. He smirked at his reflection, his red on black eyes boring holes into his own image, perfect in its rugged appearance. Running a hand through his unruly hair, he winked dangerously at himself before throwing his trenchcoat on and departing his room, ready for his first day at Bayville High School.
It was not by the Acolyte's choice, Magneto had insisted. Not that he really minded. He was getting bored with only Pyro, Colossus, and Sabretooth for company, and besides, men cannot compare to the company of women. He only suffered mild irritation due to the fact that he had to be at a grade level lower than that of others his age. Still, that wasn't bad, considering he was a thief, and had not been in a classroom environment for as long as he can remember. For the guild, homeschooling from his father sufficed, and now, for the Acolytes? Well, the answer to that could be observed by watching Pyro and his insane antics. No, it was not his education that Magneto wanted. It was common knowledge that most of Xavier's X-Men were enrolled there, and as they have proved to be one of their worthier opponents, having someone keep an eye out at school, a place where they spent a large majority of their time, could prove most beneficial. And of the Acolytes, Gambit was the obvious choice, what with his age and talents. The cajun had a way about him. A charm, a manner. He had ways of persuasion to get what he wanted. He would fit well and most easily at Bayville High.
Tapping his image inducer to disguise his demon eyes, Remy donned a pair of shades and sped off on his motorcycle, his trenchcoat flapping in the wind behind him. Oh, he was bad. The thought bringing a smile to his lips. Time to make it known to the teenage community, especially the women.
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I know, it was really short. But I'm just introducing him into my story.
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