Poker Night!

[ecclesiophobic]

Who: Four Merry Mutants (And you?)
Broadcast: Nah
Action: Space Bar!
When: Evening

Sometime in the evening, the Space Bar plays host to a very interesting poker game; Kitty, in her infinite wisdom, having chosen that activity to keep their hands busy while they joke, catch up, and possibly scar poor Billy’s mind (Kurt).

The poker game isn’t closed to the four of them, however; anyone who wanders over will be offered a seat and the chance to be dealt into the game. So come! Pull up a chair and be dealt in, or just wander over and socialize. Distract the players. Just don’t set anything on fire that isn’t made to be.

Comments

[ecclesiophobic]

[Kurt snorts, the muscles around his eyes twitching as he rolled them.] You wouldn't know what to do if I was.

[The amusement fades as Kurt presses his lips together, nodding slowly. Remy's being kind, he's almost certain of it. He offers a lop-sided smile in silent gratitude, taking a sip of his drink.] Subtly was never one of Erik's strong points. It's why he had me; and before me, Mom.

[cajunspice]

This sounds like a game of chicken we have to do when we're both much drunker, so we can wake up the next mornin' with no memory and lots of questions. [A bit of a grin to himself as he put his cards back down for the moment, moving them neatly into their own little pile so they sat on top of each other on the table.]

Yes, because when I think stealth, I think a fuzzy, blue mutant with a red mark down his face. Ya really fit into a crowd. [Though Remy did know what he meant, knew very well how stealth worked, and just how well Kurt would blend into the night. Plus when you added teleporting on top of it, he would be near impossible to keep out of a place if he wanted in.]