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Wanda opened the door of the car violently. "Wait a damn minute you three stooges. You are NOT going anywhere withouth me and Ewan."

"It's Mister McGreggor---" started to say Ewan.

"Shut up Obi Wan and sit in the car."

"Why me?" Ewan sighed and got in the car.

Wanda glared at Pietro and Noko. "With no one to kill I was about to die of boreness in that house. Don't you DARE leaving me alone." She of course had her strange book in her backpack. She sat next to Ewan and closed the door, waiting for Pietro to drive them.

Gen made her way to the back seat and just hunkered down. She didn't care how they got there, though it'd have been easier through the shadows, oh this was going to be a fun trip...

French Quarter, New Orleans
La Nouvelle-France Restaurant

"Did I tell yo', how much I like da new meal, Daniel." said the man with red eyes between two bites. He was wearing a used leather trenchcoat, sitting at his favorite table.

The cook start laughing, "Remy, mon ami, there is no hurry". "So what will you wear for Mardi Gras?"

"I was thinkin' about a mix of Robin Hood an' William Wallace... or maybe a vampire, well, yo' know, like the movie Nosferatu. Tout en laideur."

"I like the ugly vampire better."

"Ok, merci Daniel an' see yo' soon" said Gambit putting money on the table for the lunch and leaving the restaurant with a smile. Now for the shopping....

"Heh...sorry about that. I guess I'm a little jumpy, plus I think my gloves are malfunctioning a little. Also, it's dark and kinda creepy down here." She tip toed over behind Serpent and clung onto her clothing as they all walked.

ooc how wonderful it is to have every single plot youve had in your head compleatly screwed....


The trip had passed rather uneventfully and now that they were in new orleans noko had broke off from the group perfering to be alone. Thank god it was daylight otherwise she never would have sat in the cemetary. She always heard it was dangerous at night but now she laid on the ground looking up at a beautiful statue of an angel. It seemed it was looking down at her. Looking up at the amazing limestone work of art she felt a bit at peace. She shifted slowly so that her normal jeans dissapeared and in a moment of feeling rather goth- that and someone was blareing nightwish as loud as possible- she shifted her tank top to a red velvet corset knowing she had to move or be arrested not only for loitering but exposure. Her jeans shifted into a mesh black skirt that went to her ankles. Her huge combat boots gained about two inches on the heals and her arms now covered with a slight fishnet gloves. Standing up she looked around brushing the leaves off herself. she pulled out a mirror and looked at herself making her hair, that was back to black again this time with red steaks running through it, grow a bit longer and form itself into a ponytail with a heavy braid holding it together. She smirked to herself before heading out of the cemetary. The walk was quiet mostly because she ignored everyone but something caught her eye. Was that Yukiko? Wandering back she looked into the very upset face of a frozen liam. " yukiko..sweety. Use a Kleenex next time " she said before picking up a crow bar and attempting to chisel liam loose. After fourty five minutes she was tired and liam was almost loose. Looking at the alley she noticed someone walk by reaching out she grabbed him and pulled him in. "Your a strong man. Can ya help me out?" she said putting on her best "im sweet innocent and need help- help me pleeeeeaaase?" act. Blinking she looked at his leather trench and grinned" Awsome coat"

ooc: ok gambit youve been drug in

Im dragging someone in our group .. * evil grin* just give me awhile.

Noko actually blushed and giggled a bit at the handsom cajun. " Well seems my friend here sneezed and frooze this poor gentleman to the wall. Ive managed to get this much loose however im tired and i cant get the rest. Mr neeson is firmly stuck in there. " She answered with a smile holding out her hand." My names nokomis.you are?"


ooc* slaps noko around* no! no bad girl! no going after cajuns!

oocnoko: crying but but..

* holds up darth maul*
oocnoko O.O MINE!* runs off with *

"Sorry again, Mr. Neeson. It wasn't intentional. I swear..." she smiled shyly and kicked a pebble or two, the perfect embodiment of innocence.

"Yeah, right! You practically threa--" Yukiko held up the duster, "--I mean, no problem," Liam scampered off near his saviors.

Noko lightly scolded her, but Yukiko paid no mind as she was happy to see a familiar face in a while. "How have you been, Noko?"

"By the way mon ange, i suggest a fine duster to complete perfectly that nice french maid dress. A store is 2 streets from here. If you're all interested, we can go there next before joining Mardi Gras", a smile showing on his handsome face.

"Th-thank you," she bowed slightly unaccustomed to being talked so kindly by a man, "but I think I'm not fit for a maid with my hair..." she gestured to her blue dreadlocks.