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[In a moderately popular room, there sits the Organization's token Brit on one of the couches. He's new, but he isn't going to act it; he's been lounging there watching doubles and such go by for a little while, anyway. That gives away enough. He has a few cards out and is flipping them around his fingers idly. 'Idly' here meaning 'near-impossible for anyone else.'

If you approach him or look at him too long, he glances in your direction.]

Do tell me: how has the game been treating you?

[ooc: who wrote this man's Days dialogue, honestly]

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[Here's a face you haven't seen in a while, Luxord.]

Game? I'd kill for one right about now. This place is more boring than one of Xemnas' speeches.

[Aren't you supposed to be dead, woman.]

Metaphors, love. [flips cards :l] What did you have in mind?

[Aren't you supposed to be dead too?]

Yeah, yeah. And I don't care so you can pick. Though I bet it's some kind of poker, right?

[Well the point is she died first.

Also wow, how gamist of her. He shuffles cards absently, giving her an amused smirk.]

Not everything is poker.

Wouldn't know it from your witty one liners.

[Smirking right back. Come on, deal already.]

You ought to try looking beyond the surface sometime.

[There's a convenient table in this room, because I declare it to be so. He shuffles the deck one last time and divvies up the deck.]

The game is War. Right up your alley, if I do say so myself.

Don't care enough to.

[Gonna take a seat then. Let's do this, bitch.]

Sounds fun. Ready when you are.

That explains a lot.

[Was that an insult? Well, yes. Anyway: he flips a card over; it's a 9!]

Oh shut up.

[She is in a slightly okay mood she takes it in good graces. Top card is an 8! Damn. :|]

[A grin, and he takes the cards. The next one is a King.]

Sorry, love. I won't comment on your shortsightedness any longer.

[Curtly plops the 6 she drew down.]

You're not sorry so don't apologize.

Can't be sorry; you know that. Comes with the package.

[Takin ur cardz; next: 10 ~~I'M NOT KIDDING~~]

Of course. Didn't need a sorry, as you know.

[Ha! Throws down a Jack. Taking those cards, thank you.]

[SHRUG. Win some lose ~~not as many~~ some.]

Is there any particular reason this world contains so many Keyblade bearers?

[Plunks down a card, meanwhile: 10 again.]

No idea. They must just be more popular or something.

[ffffuuuu Drops a 9.]

Hm. At least they aren't back to their old habits.

[Yessss takes that. Next, a Jack.]

Well we just come back if we're killed here. No real point in hunting us down anymore anyway.

[And here goes Larxene's King. unf. Taking those.]

Will we? That takes all the fun out of betting on your life, doesn't it?

[Damn. Oh well.

...7.]

Guess so. But we don't have to worry about the brat at least. Well... He'll still attack if you hurt one of his precious friends though.

[Fuck yes. Throws down an 8. The underdog pulls ahead.]

[Drat! Here, have a King.]

I've no intention of getting myself into trouble, love.

[Well. Have a 4. Yeah.]

Just fair warning. They'll hunt you down ever time you come back or so I've seen. They can hold some mighty fierce grudges.

Speaking from experience?

[Winner! And finally, a Queen.]

Nooo~ I've been a good girl, thank you very much.

[Throws down a Queen as well.]

Looks like we got a war now.

[Picks up four aaand throws down a 6. Drat.]

Have you? Sticking to the sidelines this time?

[Oho, war! One two three face down annnd...a 6. Ah.]

Again, love.

Mm... Don't know for how long though. It get's boring fast and they are so obnoxious a times.

[Well then. Drawing drawing... a 3. Fuck.]