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[yourunichase]

In light of all the stupidity going on, I'm going to avoid adding to it and just putting up a post for people interested in a game of poker. Wardens, inmates, open to everyone especially people who I normally play with.

I am just really fucking sick of all this fighting.

[OOC: Parker's three days away from a giant freak out and is trying to not do it. So this and avoiding telling what she feels are stupid assholes off. (Crane)]

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[what_ho_jeeves]

Fighting? [He...hasn't noticed.]

[He's also both appalled and intrigued by a woman who uses the sort of language Parker does, but he's too polite to mention it either way.]

I'd be pleased as a pigeon by a bakery shop to play a hand or two. What are the usual bets, if I may ask?

[yourunichase]

Yeah, fighting and people be generally stupid.

...';Pleased as a pigeon by a bakery shop?' You have got to be kidding me.

We play with chips and favors, depending on who's got one or the other.

[what_ho_jeeves]

I've got to? But...what if I'm not?

Chips and favours are good. I'm not as oofy as some, and I'd hate to lose my Le Mans over a card table. Not that I have my Le Mans here to bet, this being a ship and all that, but if I did have it, I'd hate to lose it.

[He likes his Aston Martin car.]

[yourunichase]

[Oh god, Parker now feels like you're going to be eaten alive, Bertie.]

Whatever you say, Bambi.

And don't worry, you can't lose it here. You can only bet what you've got or can easily put your greedy little mitts on.

[whattheytellyou.livejournal.com]

When?

[yourunichase]

Monday?

[whattheytellyou.livejournal.com]

Sounds good.

[most_feared]

I'm up for it.

[yourunichase]

Good.

[boughtitall.livejournal.com]

I would not be adverse to a game.

[yourunichase]

Saito, right? Six floor billiards room. We play for chips and favors.

[boughtitall.livejournal.com]

Mm. Then I shall see you then. Should I be bringing anything else?

[fivestepsahead.livejournal.com]

I'll be there.

[yourunichase]

Knew I could count on you.

[Private]
How ya doing, Brucey?

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[fivestepsahead.livejournal.com]

[ Headtilt. ]

Is there any reason why I won't be fine?

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

I'll be there. With fuckin' bells on.

[Private]

I have a sense some shit is going to go fucking tits up.

[yourunichase]

Good.

[Private]
Ya think? I'm staying the fuck out of everything, especially this week.

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[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

There's a reason I stay out of every fucking thing here.

You okay?

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

You said

You have time for games? What are the rules of poker? Is there a ball?

[yourunichase]

Yes, I fucking swore, I do it all the time. Deal with it. [Someone's talked to Eddie.]

Yeah, we've got time for games. Sometimes games are the only thing that keeps you from going insane here. And we don't play with ball, with play with cards and betting.

[thebestnose.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's fine. Very Bad Words are sometimes necessary.

You're the one with the...[wait for it] gun? That's not a toy?

How do you play a game with cards?

[naughtbutlife.livejournal.com]

Sounds a fair plan, madam. I shall be there.

[yourunichase]

Sounds good to me.

[aforger]

Mind if I have a go playing with you lot?

[yourunichase]

Nope. Come on over. Bring booze and cigars. We'll be in the room with the pool table.