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Who: Wrath, Winter, Beverly, Charles, and Erik
Broadcast: None
Action: on the Iskaulit
When: June 4

[Wrath's very excited about having so many of her friends around. While she likes showing off the Windrose, she decided the Iskaulit would be a better place. There are plenty of spare rooms not far from the mural where she can set up temporarily, and this way she's not taking up her ship's dining area and making things difficult for her crewmates.

She's got snacks lined up--including more dried bacon kelp--and an array of good drinks. Officer Snuggles, released from his tactical fox vest, is hanging around in the hopes that some sucker kind stranger will feed him under the table.

A deck of cards is waiting, and she managed to find a box of game tokens that should work well during one last trip to the moon. Everything's ready.]

Comments

Game!

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[Beverly's dealing. Let's go!]

Wrath | for chatting

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Thanks for coming! I brought snacks.

[She's pretty sure the way this works is she makes certain everyone has something to drink and eat and has been introduced. After that... who knows. But they're all her friends, so she figures if they want something, they'll say so.]

[axiomed]

More kelp?

[ Which is such a bizarre aberration, but Charles never complains about food. ]

Charles Xavier | chatting

[axiomed]

[ Poker wasn't one of Charles' vices. Mostly because the moves always seemed transparent. There was little point in analyzing someone's tells when you could see the cards in front of them. Chess was trickier and it involved a lot more steps. Of course, this would be a good training experience for him, being able to limit his telepathy completely.

Curiously, he looks over the cards. ]

Erik Lehnsherr | chatting

[grandstanding]

[Erik arrives with Charles, and settles into one of the chairs provided. He has one of the bacon kelp pieces held dubiously in his fingers. He's tried one before, courtesy of Kitty, but it's still... bacon kelp. Neither of which were things he ate normally, much less a combination of both.]

Hand 1 - round 1

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[Wrath's so excited, she's practically vibrating out of her chair. She dutifully pays in her 2 credit ante so she can have her cards for the round, and looks at them. Well, it seems like a nice hand!

(she has no idea, really. Stats are something that happen to people who can understand numbers.)

Time for the first bet, and she gets to make it! Even more exciting. ]

Um. I'll bet two?

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It's very good for you, Charles. It has lots of vitamins and minerals and tastes way better than rat bars. [Grin.]

Um! But there's also popcorn that I borrowed from Castle and some fruit stuff and protein cake!

[axiomed]

I hesitate to ask what a rat bar is.

You've really outdone yourself.

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A ration bar, Charles. Why does everyone always think they're made out of rats or some shit, geeze.

[Absolutely brilliant smile at that, though. And a little bit of a blush. Maybe some of the cooking lessons Christine tried to give her months ago did stick. At least a little.]

Thank you!

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Yes, I don't know how any of us got that impression.

[ He smiles all the same. ] Ready for your game?

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[Eye roll.] You're the one from the dark ages where you eat animals, not me. [Never going to be over how gross that is.]

I think so! Beverly said she'd deal because she's played a bunch before. So I think it'll be fun.

[axiomed]

I can't deny that.

Have you played it before? It's been a long time for me.

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Um... just once. Kind of? Winter taught me how to play when--

[When she'd been having a freakout prompted by something Charles had said to her, as a matter of fact. Whoops. Not gonna say that. It's not like it's his fault there's shit wrong with her brain, she knows he was just trying to help.]

--when I was having a bad day.

[axiomed]

[ He nods slowly. ]

I hope it helped, then.

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It did! I wasn't feeling good [She'd been starting to dissociate, though that's not a term she knows.] and learning how to play gave me something nice to think about.

He also taught me how to knit! Um. Like on a different day.

[Which came in handy when Vision had made her feel really weird and confused about Charles and Vision's special friend Wanda. Ergh.]

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[ He's starting to wonder if there's a pattern. But he dismisses it for now. ]

I didn't know our Captain had so many skills.

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[She considers for a moment.] Winter and me... have a lot of stuff in common. [Our demons are neighbors.] He's really good at finding other things to think about.

Oh! And he gave me a knife. A decent one that'll actually keep an edge. Which was really nice of him, so I feel better. [Because it means she has one more way to defend herself from the nebulous things that leave her feeling paranoid in the night. And it means Winter doesn't think she's a head case that shouldn't be allowed to have weapons like the doctors had back home.]

[axiomed]

[ Charles nods approvingly. ]

I used to have one. Left it back at home. I don't have the stomach for it, to be honest. Hurting someone else will . . . well, it'll actually hurt me in turn. So the payoff is quite awful.

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[She nods.]

See, that's why I say it's not your job. [She pokes him lightly on the shoulder. It's her job to stab people. She doesn't feel bad about it later, because it is the job, and she's good at it.]

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[ He takes it, good-naturedly. ]

I already have Hank as a bodyguard. Any more and I'll start feeling fragile.

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[Eye roll.] Don't worry, I know you're actually tough as hell. [Grin.] For a scrublord. And Hank should've figured that out by now, he's way smarter than me.

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I'm a hurfdurf, thank you very much.

Also I find that debatable.

[ Hank and Charles are very smart, but emotionally, they are terrible people. ]

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[She nods somberly.] You are very full of hurfdurf. I think it's chronic.

[Skeptical look.] I've talked to Hank now, you know.

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Oh? How did it go?

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Really well! Hank's really nice and super smart, and he's not scared of me any more. Um. I introduced him to Officer Snuggles and we talked about what shit is like where you guys are from-- [With occasional digressions into how dumb Charles can be sometime and how he really does need looking after.] --and. Um. Oh, right. I explained to Hank why I'm not scared of you guys and think it would be dumb to do that. And Hank promised to fight with me once my back gets fixed because it sounds like he needs the practice.

[Is that everything?]

Oh, and I took out my eyeball for him and showed him how it works. He thought that was pretty cool.