[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: the LeBeau Casino - New Orleans
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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Relief washed over James as Casper spoke and he slung an arm around the man’s shoulders, leaning past him to steal a sip of his drink. So four familiar things now. Thank fucking God. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Thanks Max. Let everyone know how awful I am here.”[/color] He punched him lightly in the arm, embarrassed at the truth. [color=mediumspringgreen] “We’re here for Rogue and Gambit primarily. I’m not sure if the others know other people who are here but outside of you guys, I don’t really know who else we can snag. We should probably be quick though. The resistance may have started a small scale war on the lawn of the palace and its likely they’re working to hunt us down as we speak. It was amusing watching the Hulk toss Magneto around like a ragdoll. Should have recorded it.”[/color] James clicked his tongue in disappointment. 

James did take a few moments to stare a Jack, confused but not judging. He definitely didn’t have room to judge after suggesting they use the Hulk to slaughter a city just to burn his bridges with his allies. However, he was also fully aware how his boyfriend enjoyed messing with people and blowing things out of proportion so he did take it with a grain of salt. [color=mediumspringgreen] “I’m going to hope that you didn’t steal her and you just adopted her or something. Do you know her from our reality at all?”[/color]