poker night

[deadthenred]

WHO: Bucky + OPEN
WHERE: Bucky's actually surprisingly nice apartment.
WHEN: Wednesday evening.
WARNINGS: The promise of manpanties.
SUMMARY: Bucky decided to have a poker game and invite… whoever wanted to show up. THIS MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN VERY SMART.
FORMAT: Tagger's choice.

Bucky wound up solving his food problem by ordering three bags of something or other stacked high with white take-out boxes from the Chinese place his neighbors were always going on about. He also made sure his apartment was spic and span. It was a remarkably tidy space: nothing interesting on the walls, no television, and now a couple orders of cashew chicken placed on a big card table in the center.

He'd bought a few decks of cards from the corner store and unwrapped one of them, flipping the cardstock between his fingers. Yeah, he was ready to play poker.

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[gevurah]

[ Oh, she knows that look. It's a little odd for her, given she's not interested in Bucky the way little Kate is. ]

Tonight's not my night.

[hellionated]

[ It wouldn't be a game without it. ]

I play them close to my chest, you understand. We'll see how they're dealt.

[submersing.livejournal.com]

[ a pause and shell be taking his hand now. THERE YOU BIG BABY SHE IS HOLDING YOUR HAND LOOK SHES BEING ROMANTIC AGAIN ]

It is good that you have someone you care this much about here though, Namor.

[ yeah she knows youre just here for bucky :|a ]

[nottheanswers]

Vic Sage. And I've had time to worry about my tells and work them out. I'm not exactly an amateur at this game, either.

(tears)

[nottheanswers]

[He just raises an eyebrow and smirks.]

Well, I don't see you abstaining.

[gevurah]

[ She's about to dig into hers and tilts her head in Vic's direction. ]

Eavesdropping isn't polite.

[ But she smirks anyway, amused. ]

(grr)!!!!!

[submersing.livejournal.com]

[ WOW HOW EMBARRASSING????

but she covers that up with just looking annoyed. like always.

and takes a drink to spite him!!!! :|a ]

I do not feel the need to.

[bests]

And yet you're skeptical of anyone else having done the same.

[bests]

One of these things is not like the others...

[deadthenred]

Sure, if you wanna get technical about it.

[nottheanswers]

[Oh, who's he to turn down food? He actually brought them a couple beers also, which he reveals as he comes around and has a seat.]

Well, I guess that makes me professionally impolite. What's going on in this corner?

(eyeroll)

[nottheanswers]

And I doubt anyone else will.

[And he takes a self-satisfied sip.]

[incywincyhero]

Discussing the finer points of Sartrean philosphy, obviously. Why, what's it look like?

[He waves off the beer politely, takes a sip of his -- is that milk?]

[nottheanswers]

I wouldn't call it skeptical so much as curious, Ms. ...?

[incywincyhero]

[Peter, on the other hand, has mad skillz at brushing off grumpy people. Strangely enough, this is a commonly-held asset among former or current employees of one J. Jonah Jameson.]

You want me to teach you? I'm no Ben Grimm, mind you, but I do have a knack for the game if I say so myself.

[recurve]

That's too bad. Someone has to take Bucky's money. I guess it'll have to be me.

[recurve]

He is, sometimes. [She tries to shrug it off, not look too disappointed.] When he's not getting into trouble on his own, I mean.

[recurve]

I suppose I am. [She munches thoughtfully.] Mine's pretty good too.

[deadthenred]

Yeah yeah. [he says, arching one eyebrow.] I bet you think so.

[gevurah]

[ Leaning back, she takes a sip of her own beer. ]

I hope we don't look too suspicious now.

[gevurah]

[ HAHA. ]

Who knew robins could compliments bats so well?

[gevurah]

Maybe if Nill takes up my offer she'll offer you cookies.

[gevurah]

I'll be rooting for you the entire game, then.

[deadthenred]

Y'know, I could point out that I'm feedin' you right now and you might owe me for that.

But I'm a charitable soul, so I won't.

[gevurah]

[ Such a humble man. ]

I'll remember to save some latkes for you.