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[fateality]

So, as it turns out, you probably really, really shouldn't be lookin' for our local angry dead elf guy.

Not that I was lookin', but he's out there and not doin' too great.

Anyway. Point is, if you need a drink, I'm feelin' generous enough to buy. Swing by, if you're feelin' it.



Oh yeah, Pete. Got your horse. Come get it, whenever.

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[scarredhorns]

[The moment of silence is to be expected; no one would think that a young lady such as herself could manage to get herself scuffed up in such a way, but she did, and she didn't have any explanation for it. By the time Saitama found her, the attacker was long gone, but Nyuu was sure that Lucy was involved somehow; the time lost to her always seemed to correlate with Lucy taking control.

But likewise, Nyuu keeps up her sunny disposition since she truly was happy to have a visitor. There's a giggle from the nick name as she gently shuts the door.]

Well then, let's play.

[She takes her own seat at the small table after she's poured the tea for her guest.]

[fateality]

All right, sounds good.

[He pulls up a chair before having a seat, giving the cards a little theatric shuffle.]

What games do you know?

[scarredhorns]

The ones I'm most familiar with are Gin Rummy, Crazy Eights, Old Maid, and [small chuckle] Blackjack, though my friends and I never made bets with real money.

[Since most of it went towards groceries, toiletries, etc.]

[fateality]

Let's go with Blackjack. We can make bets with somethin' not so heavy, if you want.

[scarredhorns]

I'd be okay with that, though I don't know what to bet with. I only had the clothes on my back when I arrived in Oska.

[fateality]

Doesn't have to be material things. Can be things like favors, or tellin' me a secret or a fact -- like your favorite candy or something.

[scarredhorns]

Alright. Just don't ask me anything that's too embarrassing, please.