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.

Comments

[recurve]

Hell no. And I wouldn't go around making people tell me either. [Not that she was mad at Bucky about it. And he wasn't mad at her. Not anymore, anyway. Water under the bridge.] I think he makes a great Captain America, though.

[hellionated]

I get it. Lot of people here who know me are from my future. I don't want to hear it. Being Ported here is screwing up enough of my timeline, I ain't making it worse.

I don't know a lot about the new Cap. You've worked with him?

[recurve]

Sure have. A few times. [She looks pretty proud of this fact.]