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exsiliumlogs2013-03-05 12:14 pm
innominata) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-03-05 12:14 pm
ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ɢᴜᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ.
Date & Time: This afternoon
Location: A bar.
Characters: "Cat" and you.
Summary: Little girl hangs out at age-appropriate locations. Because that's how she rolls.
[ The girl sits at a table near the door. She has a good view of it and of the rest of the locale. She kicks her feet idly as she eats. The chair is too high for her to touch with anything but the very tip of her toes—and then only if she strains.
The owner had not been too pleased when she first began to frequent it, but she had not caused trouble and had money and had widened her eyes and jutted her lower lip and he had caved. Sometimes now he will even let her have a small cup of watered beer. She smiles and is sweet and he'll sit at the table with her when there aren't many patrons and entertain her with stories.
People like to hear themselves talk.
At the moment, she is alone. Her cup is near empty as is her plate. She takes her time. It is always cold and wet outside; she hung her cloak to dry on the chair beside her.
She shuffles a deck of cards one-handed. She has been practicing every day. The cards are as much an extension of her hands as her sword. ]
Location: A bar.
Characters: "Cat" and you.
Summary: Little girl hangs out at age-appropriate locations. Because that's how she rolls.
[ The girl sits at a table near the door. She has a good view of it and of the rest of the locale. She kicks her feet idly as she eats. The chair is too high for her to touch with anything but the very tip of her toes—and then only if she strains.
The owner had not been too pleased when she first began to frequent it, but she had not caused trouble and had money and had widened her eyes and jutted her lower lip and he had caved. Sometimes now he will even let her have a small cup of watered beer. She smiles and is sweet and he'll sit at the table with her when there aren't many patrons and entertain her with stories.
People like to hear themselves talk.
At the moment, she is alone. Her cup is near empty as is her plate. She takes her time. It is always cold and wet outside; she hung her cloak to dry on the chair beside her.
She shuffles a deck of cards one-handed. She has been practicing every day. The cards are as much an extension of her hands as her sword. ]
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[ Though he imagines the tech-level where she is from, may make it seem like magic. ]
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No, I'd have done that already. I'm a fighter, not an engineer. Nowhere near smart enough.
[ He admits that with a withering chuckle. Yeah, no he's an idiot. ]
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[ She finishes off her food and hides the cards back inside her vest. ]
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[ He tips his head. ]
Those things. The cards. Remy has those too. Do you play games with them as well?
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[ A shrug. ]
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I gave all of my money to you, you know.
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I'll let it buy this time. [ She offers him the deck. ] Pick a card, look at it, put it back.
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[ He can't help but be a little wry. He takes a card, checks it, and places it back in. ]
Okay.
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Do you still remember your card?
[ She sets the deck down on the table and flips over the top card. It's his. ]
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[ He gives a surprised chuckle. ]
Not bad! You have good slight of hand. Means you probably are something to be reckoned with, with that sword.
[ Drift is no stranger to tricks like that. Living in the streets and gutters as long as he did, you pick of anything that will get you money. ]
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Laying all your pieces on the table for your opponent to see is what gets you killed.
[ For a moment, the happy-hippy facade drops and Drift speaks earnestly, the almost whimsical inflection draining from his voice. ]
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But Cat doesn't. ]
It's only a trick.
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Alright.
But what do you say? Would you like to train with me?
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