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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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[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."