driftfleet | When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

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[ It's okay. Yosuke will probably stop gambling pretty fast when he realizes just how horrible his luck is.

Yosuke does pause a bit at the mention of "pardner"... but he quickly convinces himself that that's a totally different word - culture thing! gotta be! yep - and moves along! (Don't think about it, don't think about it..)

He chuckles a bit at the "hat tip", shakes his head and pulls up a chair, back to grinning. ]

I dunno, man, you seem pretty into it. That's gotta convince some of 'em, right?

Not really. I didn't watch a lot of Westerns growing up, but when in Rome...

[He pulls up the chair besides Yosuke, settling in and shuffling the cards like he always does. While Stefan was mostly teasing with the imaginary hat, the lapse into that accent bugs him more than he wants to admit.]

It kind of happens. I'm pretty sure it's something in the air.

[Doesn't seem like they've got many takers yet, but Stefan figures it's only a matter of time.]

[ Yosuke's pretty confident someone will join... I mean, that's what people do in places like this, right~? ]

Yeah, that wouldn't surprise me. Might be best not to drink the water, too. [ Beat. ] Doesn't help that I'm pretty thirsty right now. You want anything while we wait?

Uh, sure. Thanks, man. If they've got root beer or those colored sodas, I'll take some. [He slides over enough credits to pay for their drinks, since he's got more than enough rolling in from his ratings. (His sucky, terrible personal life is finally good for something.)

Plus, he doesn't feel quite right making Yosuke go up to the bar and get drinks without offering at least half the payment.]

[ Yosuke's own ratings have been a little bit higher - apparently people like seeing kid-out-of-his-depth-attempting-to-keep-his-shit-together type of things... So he shakes his head, dismissive. ]

It's on me, man. I'll be back!

[ And he is, shortly - alone, despite his trying to talk to people about starting up a game while he's waiting. Alas. But he does have two drinks! And he hands one over to Stefan. ]

Two root beers! They don't seem to have much else that isn't actually beer. [ Beat. ] Any luck with the game yet?

A little.

[While Yosuke was grabbing drinks, Stefan decided to work some vampire charm (read: compulsion) on a couple of locals. Their eyes look slightly glazed over as Stefan shuffles some cards, but all things considered, Stefan looks pretty proud of himself.] I figured, being upfront and asking couldn't hurt us, so... they agreed.

[He finishes dealing the cards, handing over Yosuke's hand as he reaches for his drink.] Thanks for the root beer, though.

Whoa. Nice!

[ "A little, he says... Whatever, they have fellow players! Awesome. He gives them all a nod and a friendly smile, then turns back to Stefan as he takes the cards passed his way. ] Hey, don't mention it.

[ He's getting better about keeping a poker face - he's never gonna perfect at it, let's be real, but at least he's no longer theatrically groaning or grinning like a guilty man the second he looks at his cards. ... But he does flash the barest twitch of a smile, for a fraction of a second. Must actually have something worthwhile... ]

[Stefan pretends to ignore that grin, because honestly? Half the fun of playing with Yosuke is seeing how much he can hold back while trying to let his bro win - and well, Stefan usually doesn't get far.

The locals may have glazed over eyes, but their wits're still about them, because they grunt before taking their turns. Stefan hesitates for a second, if he should hold back or play his true hand - before shrugging and holding back as usual.

He's not in this for the money, after all. Unlike the others, he didn't even bet real cash.]

[ Yosuke's all for making a quick buck out of this! Assuming he can manage. And can he? Well, uh... he'll just have to hope. Somehow.

He plays his hand - and while it's not the best in the world, it still somehow tops the others, much to his surprise! ]

Dude, no way! Awesome! [ He grins, reaching for the pot while the others groan a little. Hmm, off to a surprisingly good start!

Even if, meanwhile, some sort of tension seems to be brewing a few tables away - not that Yosuke notices, he's a little preoccupied at the moment. ]

[The grumbling's getting louder - maybe not for a human, but definitely for a vampire. Stefan sits a little straighter, staring at it out of the corner of his eye.

As the next round starts, he plays his hand. Better than some of the others, and yet, still not his true hand. Which might be for the best, considering that uh -

Uh, one of those guys from the next table over? Definitely slammed into the middle of their table. Stefan jumps, immediately rising to his feet and snagging the deck with an inhuman speed.cards. He'll curse himself for blowing his cover, but dangit, those cards are irreplaceable.]

Seriously?

[He doesn't even care about the game; he plays those all the time, but there's a broken table, and coins strewn everywhere and a general mess where their game once was.]

[ Yosuke lets out a yelp of surprise and bolts out of his seat, chair knocking to the floor behind him as the guy hits their table. Coins get scattered everywhere, and his first instinct is to look for the cards--

Stefan got 'em already. ... Wow. That's incredibly impressive! And he tucks that information away for later inquiry. Right now? He's got money to save. He starts picking up what he can, while also completely unable to keep himself from snapping - not at anyone in particular, but good luck telling complete strangers that! ]

What the hell was that all about?!

[ The fight's not even stopping. Others are making their way over, swinging as they go... ]

Don't think I wanna know.

[Forget the money, their lives seem more important than whatever this is! Stefan takes a step forward, neatly avoiding a couple guys who're wrestling and rolling right behind him.

He stuffs the deck into his pocket and sighs, because he knows. He knows he'll help his bro with the rest of that money. (Not like the locals care about the game! They're way too into what's going on.)] We didn't even do anything this time.

[ Their lives are gonna be just fine, he might as well get the money, okay!! And when Stefan actually helps him? He grins. Dude, you are the best bro a bro could ask for, you know that? ]

Yeah! I mean, we just got here and everything! Not our fault-- whoa!

[ He has to duck under a flying chair leg. But he grabs some coins while he's down! ]

Okay, you know what? Maybe we should just retreat!

Agreed.

[Stuffing as much cash into his pockets as he can, Stefan rises to his feet and straight-up punches a guy back towards the bar. It lands with a decisive thud, and another chair is the poor victim of his violence.

He sighs, motioning for Yosuke to follow his lead, ducking and side-stepping various smaller fights that had broken out in the meantime.] Okay, that was my fault - but only if someone asks.

[ Okay, Yosuke can't help it, he grins when Stefan lands that punch! But then he's following him right out the door~ ]

Man, who's gonna ask? And anyway, that was awesome! [ Beat. ] Well, except for the part where our game got cut off by a freakin' bar brawl...

Thanks?

[Now that they're safely out, Stefan can relax a little. No one's stupid enough to follow them out, right?? Don't mind him as he pulls out some of Yosuke's winnings and hands them over.

He doesn't need the cash; his ratings are still scary-high (thanks, personal life).] Yeah, I expected a fight or two, but not one on the middle of our table.

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When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

ahh, good point~

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