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[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

[walks out from a hallway, cigarette between his fingers]

Been exploring this place for a while now, it's quite conundrum, to say the least...

[takes a drag on the cigarette] Glad all of the commotion is coming to a close...

Who's up for a game of cards?

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[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

[Wrinkles his nose at the smoke.]

Unfortunately, I've learned it's best to avoid playing games with you.

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

Hey man, I'm game!
Can we play Go Fish first?

[Grins, rubbing the back of his head.]

[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

[chuckles and flicks the ash off his cigarette] Wise deduction, Saïx.

[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

Hardly what I had in mind. Don't you know anything else?

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

I vaguely remember Pass the Trash and War.
But I'm all for relearning, I have plenty of time.

[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

...Well alright. Let's start with something simple. Does Blackjack sound good to you?

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

Sure.
You wanna move this in to the room or just sit down and play it here?

[Quirks an eyebrow, wrinkling his nose from the cigarette.]

Those things are a bad habit you might want to lose.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Kind of my thing. Being wise, that is.

[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

Over here, oh brilliant one. [walks over to a table in the corner of the room, falls back into a chair and makes himself comfortable]

[produces a deck of cards, begins to shuffle them - quirks an eyebrow at him] What are you, my mum? [wiggles the cigarette in his lips just to annoy, continues to shuffle]

[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

[laughs] Oh is it. Never got that memo.

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

[Purses his lips, sitting himself in the opposite chair. Stab. Laughing a little nervously.]

N-No, but my friend died from those a few years back and I'd rather not have it on my conscience if you kick the bucket from lung cancer with me never saying a word against it.

[His hand waving in a futile effort to clear the air he was breathing, already taking in that horrible scent.]

[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

[stares]

[rolls eyes and takes the cigarette out of his mouth, rubs it out on the table]

There, you happy now? [blows out the last of the smoke] Sorry to hear 'bout your mate.

[lunalunasai.livejournal.com]

Mm. I know a few things I shouldn't. [Waving that smoke away.]

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

[Smiles, his eyes lightened with appreciation. Shrugging his shoulders.]

It's alright, he said not to get too emotional about it or he'd come and haunt my ass. So instead of crying like others, I just laugh whenever I think of him. Rather enjoy the times we had than become a weeping willow.