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[oneman_onevote]

One table.

Seven... beings.

Fifty-two cards.

One hell of a lot of drinks.

Strip poker, baby.




Havelock examines his hand expressionlessly, then looks up again.

"And the aim of this game is, one more time?"

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[puckishly.livejournal.com]

Puck, meanwhile, is angling for a look at Havelock's cards.

No matter what he has to do, he is determined to keep him fully clothed.

"It is rarely better not to lie," he drawls absentmindedly. "Though in this case, Nita dear, I cannot imagine given who we are that you are unable to believe we talked you into it."

[oneman_onevote]

Mysteriously, Havelock's cards appear to be evasive.

Funny, that.

"Ah," he says mildly. "I see."

Competitive games have a whole new meaning at the Guild - trying to win gets ingrained. This may, of course, change, and probably will considering the amount of alcohol there is in the room.

[foxy-l33t.livejournal.com]

Laini just grins around the room, then takes out three cards from her hand and puts them (face down) on the table.

"Just rather depends on your definition of winning- and loosing." She beams cheerfully at Nita.

"Oh, don't worry- you'll have fun."