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[ Her last memories of Luceti had been of snow. Looking around the forest and sensing the patterns of weather upon waking, however, told her it was now early autumn. Either she'd been gone several months or at least a year this time, she figured. Ororo wondered idly if there was a reason that she came and went like this. Something to ask the veterans of Luceti, she thought. ]

[ When she felt well enough, Storm took to the skies of Luceti: she knew her abiliities were dampened here in the enclosure, but she needed some time to reacquaint herself with Luceti's nature before looking for the village. She needed to calm herself, too; less powers also meant less control, and it would probably be better if she kept her emotions from starting an off-season monsoon. The random flashes of thunder and lightning from her annoyance at finding herself back in Luceti might attract unwanted attention, and how embarrassing would it be if someone noticed... ]

[ As soon as she centered herself, she changed course and headed for where she knew the village was. She remembered where the little house she'd stayed in previously was located as well, and checking the journal's callbox had let her know just who was still around and who from her world had arrived while she was "back at home." She figured there would be no harm in dropping by the house unannounced. Hopefully there was someone in House 16 to greet her! ]

[ Storm's first order of business after moving back into her old room at House 16 was to visit the stores for some essentials: the clothes shop being her first stop. As soon as she'd changed into and picked up some familiar clothes, she stepped back outside - and when it was safe, Ororo called down a bolt of lightning from the sky to strike the damned New Feather dress into ash. Subtle? Not in the least, but she had to vent somehow, right? Right. ]

[ Her next stops include the Item Store, and the grocery (to re-stock the house's food supply with some vaguely nutritious food), but her final stop of the day, despite the groceries and other items in her arms, would be Cloud Nine. Some of her clearer memories of Luceti were of the quaint little club, and Ororo rather hoped it would jog a few more of her memories... ]

[ Anyone in town is free to recognize or even bump into her as she makes her way around the village! Storm will be all over the place in general, seeking to re-familiarize herself with the town again. ]

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I had little trouble finding the house, this morning. [She informs him, voice clipped.]

Rogue tells me you've been here all this time. I hope you've been... keeping yourself out of trouble?

[There is something about her tone when she says that... He holds his hands up in a sign of surrender, the joking light in his eyes dimming.]

Best I can. Ain't somethin' I'm all that good at, but I'm tryin'. [One of these days he'll find a way to stop trouble from finding him anyway.]

That's all I need to hear. [She nods. She doesn't really want to make an enemy out of him after all; she remembers he was friendly enough last time after all! Her last memory of him kind of skews things, though. But still.]

Now, what have you been up to, while I was gone? It does not seem like much has changed around here.

[What he's been up to has been either incredibly unremarkable or things that he'd rather not get into. So he brushes right past that with something that can cover what he's been up to with context.]

Far as I can tell, ain't nothin' that's changed. Still sleepy an' borin' most of the time, unless it's fifty flavors of crazy for a week. You know the drill. You ain't missed much.

[Slick as ever, aren't you, Gambit? Don't think Ororo does not notice his easy glossing over the subject.

But that's okay. Ororo knows when not to pry.]

... Yes, I am beginning to see that. Which begs the question of why they insist on bringing me back again and again, of course.

Who knows. [The gloomy look on his face brightens into one of his usual charming grins. It's mainly a subconscious shift rather than a further attempt to throw her off the trail of Things Gambit Doesn't Want To Talk About.] Maybe they're tryin' to make sure Rogue an' Wolverine didn't start missin' you too much.

Perhaps. Or perhaps it is to keep you at of trouble now that Logan is here to deal with you should you step out of line. [Said teasingly.]

[Remy holds his hands up in a sign of surrender. Although he also grins as he does so, so the effect is somewhat dampened.]

Hey, now, I've been good. Ain't no toes outta the line. Promise.

Mm. I suppose I shall have to take your word for it. [And if anything, she's around to make sure to enforce that, so.] I hope you keep it up, I would hate to see you break a record.

[For all his detached and snarky mood up until this point, a serious light comes into his eyes now.]

Got no intention of breakin' it. [A ghost of his usual grin crosses his face.] Hate to get this far jus' to trip up now.

[Ororo considers herself a reasonably good judge of character. So even if her last memory of Gambit in the real world is of him kidnapping Rogue, she figures that perhaps this Gambit's stay in Luceti has been good for him, in some manner.

And really, she does not like the thought of making an enemy out of him at all. Especially not here in Luceti.]

... That's good to hear. I'm glad. [She gives him a small, but genuine smile in return.]

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