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ten_fwd2015-03-13 11:01 am
callmegambit) wrote in ten_fwd2015-03-13 11:01 am
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Ten Forward, Open
Personal Log, stardate 44195.79851598155...
After recording his log, Remy looked around the expanse of Ten Forward, smiling, as his hands almost automatically drew out a new deck of cards, opened them, and then started shuffling them. But not normally.
Remy was fond of games. He liked games especially if they were skill games, ones requiring an expenditure of effort, not just to win the game, but to show you had some skill in some area. He had played many such back home, from roofrunning to thievery, and he had never backed down from them. He liked them, and what each one brought to his mind new ideas and new variations of old skills and abilities.
Coming up with new ways to shuffle cards was one such thing, and as he watched the room, he began using one new technique after another. Side shuffle, flip the tip, run the line, and more were added to a normal shuffle, then made more complex by card being flipped in the air, and caught, sometimes slowly, and sometimes faster. He wasn't being flashy about it, or trying to catch attention, he was just working on being busy.
For the moment.
(ooc: The thread with Elizabeth has entered into nsfw territory.)
After recording his log, Remy looked around the expanse of Ten Forward, smiling, as his hands almost automatically drew out a new deck of cards, opened them, and then started shuffling them. But not normally.
Remy was fond of games. He liked games especially if they were skill games, ones requiring an expenditure of effort, not just to win the game, but to show you had some skill in some area. He had played many such back home, from roofrunning to thievery, and he had never backed down from them. He liked them, and what each one brought to his mind new ideas and new variations of old skills and abilities.
Coming up with new ways to shuffle cards was one such thing, and as he watched the room, he began using one new technique after another. Side shuffle, flip the tip, run the line, and more were added to a normal shuffle, then made more complex by card being flipped in the air, and caught, sometimes slowly, and sometimes faster. He wasn't being flashy about it, or trying to catch attention, he was just working on being busy.
For the moment.
(ooc: The thread with Elizabeth has entered into nsfw territory.)
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"I didn't know the replicators could make a guitar. I'll have to go look." She sat up, stretching her back. "Wanna come and hear me play? Maybe I could teach you. I know you have a beautiful voice."
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"Yeah. They can make just about anything you can describe for them." He chuckled. "I'd be glad to. Though I don't sing, not much, really."
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"You sang pretty well when we met." Elizabeth noted, smiling softly at him before returning to her hunt for her dress. "Maybe it's a hidden talent. Either way, I enjoyed it and I'd love to hear you sing some of the old songs I sang when I was a professional."
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He watched her move, grinning.
"I could try, sure. If you like." he rose and stretched, moving around her, one hand stroking her back and her rear as he moved toward the bureau and his clothing.
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Elizabeth tugged her dress on and slid her belt around her hips. Sh stroked the buckle "Killian had made her delicately, smiling fondly at the memory of him. "Do you have someone you love back home?"
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Remy nodded, certain, as he skinned into clothing.
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Once she was dressed she smiled and took Remy's hand. "Come on, let's go find trouble."
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He took her hand and smirked. "Some other kind of trouble? Sounds like fun." And he walked out with her. This could be fun!