[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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[color=mediumspringgreen] “Yeah, something like that.”[/color] James said ruefully. Not really like that but if it made Casper happy to think of it that way then maybe it was just best to let sleeping bears lie. James gave Max a look at the shirt comment and rolled his eyes. Seriously, now? Of [i]all[/i] the times? James was sorely tempted to slap Max across the head but he refrained from doing so. The guy [i]did[/i] help him find Casper so he guess he could let his less than subtle commentary slide. Next time though…

James froze as the woman slapped Max across the face. What the fuck was going on here? James helped Max to his feet and then keep one hand on his shouler, knowing how quickly he may be tempted to escalate this situation. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Or we could all keep our hands to ourselves like halfway decent people and not escale things like you apparently want to do. And before you give the I just calmed things down speech, you then proceeded to slap the shit out of someone. How about you just trail along while we do what we need and you can get the story on the way. We don’t have time to be picking up every person we know in the other reality.”[/color] James said, pointedly looking at Max. Max needed a task to complete, a goal or objective, or Max was going to escalate this far more than necessary. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Now that we’re closer, think you can find Gambit and Rogue specifically with that tracking spell? The sooner we’re out of here, the better.”[/color]