nextgenerationmarvel | Welcome to the Dark Side of New Orleans (Kayla)

"...where the living are easily lost. And the dead stick around to play." said the long-haired man directing the street tours of the French Quarter.

Brianna rolled her eyes even as she led Kayla down the street behind the obvious tourists of the city. She held Kayla's hand smiled as she looked up and down the streets at the French-influenced architecture and the people that milled about the area. A portion of her heritage came from this place and sometimes it was still hard for her to believe. She'd been raised in the luxury and class of England but her father, the mutant thief extraordinaire known as Gambit, was determined that his little girl would not grow up not knowing how to survive when the money ran out or she wasn't able to live as high on the hog as her mother taught her. Granted, her mother also never allowed her live without defenses but her father taught her to thieve, to con and to take what others weren't watching and use it for her benefit.

She'd never had the chance to really use her skills but she was glad to be here with someone she cared about. Brianna didn't think about the added benefit that this kept her from discussing her relationship with Kayla with her mother and father. She had no idea how they'd take it and, right now, she didn't want to know.

"Are you having any fun yet?" Brianna asked Kayla.

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If Kayla brought sunshine and laughter into Brianna's life, then, well, she was flattered and thrilled and would continue to do so. It was fortunate, because she was very, very terrible at being anyone other than herself. She'd tried once upon a time, and it was a failure.

"Chicken wings now, beer later." Kayla let herself be led down the alleyway and towards Jumbo's Wings. She could already smell the sauces from the wings. "So what's your favorite kind of wing sauce?"

"Cajun, of course." Brianna smirked. "Really, I love anything spicy. The stronger the kick, the better. Mum says that I get my cast-iron stomach from Dad. Some of the things she used to cook when I was little were probably not supposed to be served to children. Dinnertime at the Braddock Estate was always fun." she laughed.

"I'm not big on buffalo sauce if only because it's not spicy enough. But I like honey-dipped wings, too. What's your favorite?" she asked.

"Shoulda figured." Kayla smirked slightly. "Lucky. Ugh, food when I was a kid was always so damned bland. My last year at home I'd taken to having a bottle of sriracha so I could make the food actually taste like something. Spicy is good."

"You've clearly never had the Suicide Wings back home. You would not say such a thing about buffalo sauces not having enough kick if you had. There was these Maple BBQ wings I absolutely loved, though. Sticky, sweet, a little heat. Just a perfect balance. And come on, Canadian, maple syrup?

Everything's better with maple syrup."

"How is sriacha? I haven't had any yet though I'm starting to suspect you're the one stealing it from the mansion." Brianna teased.

"Suicide Wings? I'll have to try them though I don't think they'll impress me. They'd have to be really hot to get my attention but Maple BBQ sounds delightful." she said, leading Kayla into the restaurant. It was quiet and sparsely populated at the moment, though that would change shortly.

The sound of frying food carried about the building mingling with the smell of spicy food. Brianna's stomach rumbled aloud.

"Damn. I just remembered that I forgot to eat breakfast when we got up." she said with a slight blush.

"Yeah, you have." Kayla grinned. "You just don't know it because it's been snuck into all that food you've been eating at Xavier's. You forget I'm Hana's little helper elf in the kitchen." She couldn't help but give Brianna a quick kiss there.

"Trust me when I say Suicide Wings are hot. Insanely hot. Masochistically hot. But the Maple BBQ wings are probably better overall in a flavour sense. I like spicy, but it's got to bring a good flavour or I lose my taste for it pretty quickly."

Kayla smirked slightly. "Well, we'd better get a lot of them, then, because I'm absolutely fucking starving."

"Double orders of wings, coming right up." Brianna said, placing an order with the cashier. She order the Cajun wings and asked that they be made as spicy as possible.

She also ordered their sodas and paid for them, then headed to a table to sit down.

"The Big Easy is a lot of fun during the day time. Especially down in the French Quarter. If there's a parade, they even let people join in and dance. We should check it out before we leave." Brianna said.

"Sounds awesome." Kayla agreed readily as they found their seats. It was a good thing that it was North American custom to get free refills, because she drained her soda almost immediately. "I'm all up ons parade dancing. We can shake things up a little." A beat. "Well, not literally. Pretty sure we don't need some sort of seismic event in an almost entirely flat city."

"New Orleans has been through a lot. Let's not flatten it further unless we have to." she said.

The wings arrived a few minutes later and Brianna bit into one, making sounds of pure enjoyment when she did.

"Oh, this is good. We might have to find the sauce for this one, love."

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