Castle Fit for a Queen

[remy]

Remy wasn't one of those people who bored easily, in fact, most everything intrigued him to some point. Always watching how the people around him lived, always watching them, Remy never seemed to have a truely dull day. As long as he was learning something new about someone every day, he was satisfied. Life had taught him early on to not trust easily, and to know those you do trust better then they know themselves. However today was a special day, Remy was bored. He hadn't seen anyone in a good few hours which was odd, and coming to this room didn't provide him with any new students to study like he had hoped. Usually by now Remy would have left the mansion, gone out in search of something fun, but he didn't feel like that today. Today he just felt like staying put.

And so the castle was started, a card castle. After shuffling the deck of cards and playing a few rounds of solitare, Remy decided to do something different. Sitting at a couch in front of a coffee table, Remy began his castle, quickly using up his first deck of cards just for half of the first floor. He worked quickly, making boxes with the cards, knowing that the cards would never fall, they never let him down. By the end of the second deck, he was starting on the second floor. Three more decks and he was beginning the fourth floor. By the end of the fourth floor, Remy had begun a tower on each end of the castle, and one in the center. By this time he was aware that a few people had stopped to look on at the castle, but none stayed very long, even though Remy had only been working for an hour. In another half hour, the castle was complete.

Leaning back, Remy looked at his creation through darkly tinted sunglasses. Even with his sunglasses, he could see every detail of his castle, analyze the places that were slightly weak, where he should have paid more attention to the archetechture. Looking to the top of the center tower, Remy smirked at the queen of hearts that was displayed. His lucky lady, his most favorite playing card. The one that could never betray him and let this work of art crumble. She always outpreformed during a struggle, and a castle fit for her would be no different. Picking up at least a dozen card cases, Remy stacked them around the castle, making a wall, the finishing touch.

[Aryn Vernier]

From the doorway, a lone rubber band was pulled out of a pocket, then two fingers stretched it..Aim was taken at the card castle that had been built so carefully. With a resonating SNAP the rubber band was let fly. It flew straight and true...Right into the card castle. Alas, the castle couldn't take such serious structural damage and it collapsed inward on itself.

Smirking to herself, the owner of the rubber band leaned against the doorway, pleased with her random act of destruction. Life certainly wasn't complete with the red head causing some sort of trouble or destruction.

[remy]

Remy heard the snap and watched the castle fall down. Catching the queen of hearts before she fell down with the rest of the cards, Remy placed it in his pocket. He would have destroyed the castle anyway, someone always had to. "If ya gon' do stuff like that, ya could at least shell out a few bucks an' get a slingshot." Looking up at the blank tv screen in front of him, Remy used it as a mirror, watching the silhouette of the girl behind him.

Picking up a mass of cards, Remy charged them slightly, then let them fall back down to the table. When they exploded they only made a slight pop, then disintegrated into nothing. He did it two more times untill all that was left were the lone cards on the floor.

[Aryn Vernier]

"And why do that when a simple rubber band is just as effective?" She still smirked. With only mild interest, she watched his method of getting rid of the cards. If he did that a lot, she supposed that he spent a lot on cards. Though, it was easier than playing hundred card pick up. She looked towards the tv for a moment and eyed her reflection. Really, the only reason she had come down here was to take a look at the DVD/Blu-Ray collection and see if there was anything interesting to watch.

[remy]

"Because den ya might actually get dat bad rep ya tryin' so hard ta get." The girl was a trouble maker, but Remy could almost guarantee that she was nothing more. In his opinion, people who have the real bad reputations never played such trivial pranks, and from Remy's list of crimes, he was an expert on bad reputations. "So why are ya such a trouble maker? Did mommy an' daddy not hug ya enough?"

[Aryn Vernier]

"Trying for?" She snickered. "I already have it." Oh, this guy was hilarious. Then she raised an eye brow, snickering more. "Nah..Bastard children don't need that shit." So it seemed, this guy thought he could insult her or tick her off. Wouldn't happen that quickly.

[remy]

"Dat so? Den tell me chere, what makes ya so bad? What's de worst t'ing ya ever done?" He sat there calmly, knowing that there was nothing she could tell him that would shock him. Just living in New Orleans alone was enough to show him all the evil there was in this world. Then there was the evil Remy himself contributed, nothing she could match.

[Aryn Vernier]

"Depends on who you talk to. Different people have different opinions. Of course, I don't see anything I've done as bad. Though, I can say I have a nicely long rap sheet that would put me away for a long, long time." She actually didn't want to figure out how long jail time would be. All she knew was that it'd be an insanely long time. "I can, however, give a list of the crimes."

[remy]

"Killed someone ya don' know jus' fo' kicks? Killed at least t'ree people? Stolen billions o' dollars worth o' stuff? Pety crimes don' interest me or anyone else." His eyes stayed glued to her reflection in the tv, watching every little slight movement. Body movements were always a dead giveaway for anything and everything.

[Aryn Vernier]

"Three?" At that she broke out laughing. "What do you think I am? Some petty ass criminal? Well, over a hundred, easily. Perhaps billions if you count me draining bank accounts and credit cards off the people I've killed." Her body posture was relaxed. "If you think all that is petty, don't bother me."

[remy]

"Congrats, must be so proud o' yaself. Bet mommy an' daddy would be too." Remy wasn't amused by the girl, almost finding her just as boring as doing nothing, except she was more annoying. She reminded him of Julien, an obnoxious brat. Things would only be made better if Remy could treat her the way he could Julien, however he didn't feel like being called to Xavier's office today. Or any day for that matter.

[Aryn Vernier]

"Mm..Never met my Mother. I'm sure she's just a slut anyway. And I hardly call the man who did the deed my father. And yes, he is proud, in a sick and twisted sort of way." Starting to lose interest in the conversation, she moved from the doorway to the shelf that held the DVDs. Most of the movies were ones that she had seen or had no interest in.