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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:27:04 GMT -5
(You guys can do whatever, I'll just write it in the background...)
A tall man with dark hair was sitting at a table, playing poker with a few others. They weren't quite 'friends', though the man enjoyed gambling with them. He stared down at his cards before betting all of the money he had on him.
"Fold..." one of them said, sighing.
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:29:46 GMT -5
"Ace of fours! The best hand!" one of them, with a British accent, said.
"Fact: You are bad at poker."
"Oh, shut up, four-eyes."
(Guess who?)
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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:31:58 GMT -5
The tall man glanced up at them, eyebrow raised.
The fifth one frowned, eyeing his cards. "Eh... Fold."
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:32:23 GMT -5
(I edited the post)
It wasnt a very good game.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:33:01 GMT -5
"I'm sure someone's worried about you, running off with no shoes..." He suddenly realized what he was saying and looked away, flushing lightly. "Sorry, it's none of my business, is it?"
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:33:50 GMT -5
"Nobody worried."
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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:34:16 GMT -5
He looked at the one who had yet to act.
(Showdown time, I suppose.)
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:41:19 GMT -5
Pendleton frowned. "Are you sure? There must be someone..." Everyone has someone...right?
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:42:30 GMT -5
The girl didn't respond.
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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:43:50 GMT -5
The one who had yet to fold placed down his cards. He had a full house.
The tall man grinned and placed down his own hand, looking rather smug. To his luck, he had a royal flush.
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:48:39 GMT -5
"Well...well then..." He swallowed, pushing his glasses back up his nose. "I suppose you could consider me your someone, if you like. Professor Pendleton Smith, robotics and engineering. And you are...?"
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Post by MilkChocolateCandy on Oct 11, 2012 22:49:28 GMT -5
"A.M. Pronounced 'aim.'"
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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:52:24 GMT -5
He chuckled and grabbed the money that they had bet. "It's been a pleasure playing with you gents, but it's gettin' late."
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Post by msfcatlover on Oct 11, 2012 22:57:32 GMT -5
"Pleasure to meet you, A.M." He smiled, free hand fidgeting with his tie. "Are you planning to stay out much longer, or are you going back to that house you mentioned soon? The temperature is supposed to drop agan tonight."
(Nik, are you cheating?)
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Post by theschweetgal on Oct 11, 2012 22:59:07 GMT -5
One of them raised an eyebrow. "How d'you win every time...?"
"I'm just lucky..." he grinned and got up, the others glaring at him.
(Heheheh...)
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