Kurt pulled the gauze out and gingerly wrapped it around my wound. I bit my lip as pain shot through my arm.
"Why did they want you?" Wanda asked
"I was bait. Bait for a certain father that never cared for me" I spat. Laura, Wanda and Laurna all snarled in unison.
"You misunderstand, mon Cheri. I do care for my daughter" Remy said, coming up to us.
"Gambit" I snarled
"Bon soir, mon ami" he grinned. I slapped him across the face.
"You're the reason I'm in this mess in the first place!" I shrieked
“And I am sorry tu had to get involved with our family rivalry” he said
“No you’re not. You’re probably glad so now I can never return to my inicial without being attacked por Rippers” I snarled
“Ryella, tu know I never wanted tu to get into my business” he said
“Well, thanks to you, I am now” I growled, turning my back on him.
“Ryella, please” he pleaded
“If y’all want me, I’ll be somewhere at Mardi Gras” I snarled before storming off.
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I walked around Mardi Gras, not really caring who stared at me. It was Mardi Gras; people stared at everyone.
“Bon soir, Madame” someone said. I looked around and saw a young teen boy with raven black hair and a mask covering his eyes. I immediately recognized his voice.
“What do tu want, Robin?” I hissed
“Come back” he insisted
“No. I’m going solo. If tu need o want my help, tu have it. Just don’t expect me sittin’ around that cave of yours and playing hero every time batman wants me to. I’m done with that. Robin, what am I?” I asked
“Um…a girl?” he shrugged
“Aside from the obvious” I rolled my eyes
“You’re a…mutant, was it?” he said
“Exactly. Someone like me doesn’t belong with people like you. I belong here” I handed him a flyer. It was crumpled from being in my pocket so long, but aside from that was in good condition.
“Genosha? What’s that?” he asked
“It’s an island paradise for mutants run por the Scarlet Witch. It’s the only real seguro place for me” I said
"Why did they want you?" Wanda asked
"I was bait. Bait for a certain father that never cared for me" I spat. Laura, Wanda and Laurna all snarled in unison.
"You misunderstand, mon Cheri. I do care for my daughter" Remy said, coming up to us.
"Gambit" I snarled
"Bon soir, mon ami" he grinned. I slapped him across the face.
"You're the reason I'm in this mess in the first place!" I shrieked
“And I am sorry tu had to get involved with our family rivalry” he said
“No you’re not. You’re probably glad so now I can never return to my inicial without being attacked por Rippers” I snarled
“Ryella, tu know I never wanted tu to get into my business” he said
“Well, thanks to you, I am now” I growled, turning my back on him.
“Ryella, please” he pleaded
“If y’all want me, I’ll be somewhere at Mardi Gras” I snarled before storming off.
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I walked around Mardi Gras, not really caring who stared at me. It was Mardi Gras; people stared at everyone.
“Bon soir, Madame” someone said. I looked around and saw a young teen boy with raven black hair and a mask covering his eyes. I immediately recognized his voice.
“What do tu want, Robin?” I hissed
“Come back” he insisted
“No. I’m going solo. If tu need o want my help, tu have it. Just don’t expect me sittin’ around that cave of yours and playing hero every time batman wants me to. I’m done with that. Robin, what am I?” I asked
“Um…a girl?” he shrugged
“Aside from the obvious” I rolled my eyes
“You’re a…mutant, was it?” he said
“Exactly. Someone like me doesn’t belong with people like you. I belong here” I handed him a flyer. It was crumpled from being in my pocket so long, but aside from that was in good condition.
“Genosha? What’s that?” he asked
“It’s an island paradise for mutants run por the Scarlet Witch. It’s the only real seguro place for me” I said
Alias: Phase
Age: 17
Appearance: short pixie cut black hair, deep brown eyes.
Personality: She will laugh at almost anything, she can't help it how much she laughs at the smallest things. she a Tomboy.
Abilities/Powers: she has the ability to stop time for a moment in time, whether it be dodging an attack o just to confuse her opponent. To others it may seem like she has super speed but she can mover at the speed of light when freezing the time.
Relationship: Single
Civvies: black tights, with toms, crewnecks, long sleeves, sweaters.
Past :Unknown
Others: sometimes her powers back fuego on here and she stuns herself and gets short term memory loss.
This charrie goes por the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, o his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization por tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing más Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to escritura them, so, patience.
This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to escritura them, so, patience.