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[deviances]

Who: Eithan and YOU!!
Broadcast: Errywhere!! Fleetwide.
Action: if you want - he's in the Marsiva Party Wing
When: RIGHT NOW!

[ At first, Eithan had zero interest in the newly opened area on the flagship of the fleet. Games? Fuck that, the magical planet energy weirdness was far more interesting to him! Until... he got curious. And, upon his arrival, he noticed that one of the things he could potentially win was cigarettes. Good ones. Not the shitty ones he's been hoarding for a while and barely even smoking because they're so super shitty goddess damn it why would anyone hate themselves enough to smoke them...! And let's be real, he misses some quality nicotine with his coffee.

So he might have spent quite a few hours attempting to play these stupid fucking games. ... and he might not be all that close to getting them. Oops. Time to vent to the network: ]

ok i know i've said a few times i'd kill for some fuckin good smokes for a change but this is fuckin ridiculous

seriously how many days do i have to spend racking up points for a pack of cigarettes?!?

goddess!!

[ aaand if anyone else happens to be indulging in Marsiva games, they'll find him trying his hand at some skee ball... ♥ Enjoy~? ]

Comments

[ladybro]

Honestly? I just like winning. The prize doesn't always matter.

[ just not cigarettes, apparently. ]

[deviances]

Heh. Are these games even winnable? 'Cause I'm about at the point I'd call this one rigged. [ He's not serious. mostly. kinda.

But he does roll the ball again - and at least it goes into the 20pt ring! The look on his face says he was hoping for better, though. ]

[ladybro]

I'd show you how it's done, but -- [ a coy shrug. after all, she's already made it clear she's not gonna help with the smokes. ]/

But when you're done with the game, maybe I'll win you a chocolate bar instead.

[deviances]

Buuut not supportin' black lungs. Got it. [ He shrugs, too. It's all good~

It's his last roll anyway, aaand... well, there's thirty points at least? Sigh. ]

... Well, at least that gets me a new coffee cup. [ Snort. He turns to her, gestures grandly to the game. ] All yours for the showin'!

[ladybro]

[ kate flashes him a smile, then reaches for the skee ball. she tosses it from hand to hand, judging the weight. it's been a little while since her last carnival, but when you hang out with clint barton, ex-carney, you learn a few things. ]

It's all about angles. Angles, and confidence. [ the first ball hops the wider hoops and eases itself over the edge of the 100 point circle. but kate clucks her tongue, disappointed because the ball rolled the rim before falling. not a clean score. ]