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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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He listened, then nodded. "Makes sense."
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Remy snorted. he was of the firm opinion that everyone he knew needed several weeks of spa days to make up for the lack of them in the past. Their lives had been ridiculous, but fun, sometimes. Well, not a lot, but still.
Remy got to work slowly, gently strumming his fingers along her feet as he firmly began a light set of strokes, also watching her body and her head to see if anything was too light or too heavy.
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"I'm looking forward to it, trying to keep busy, in truth." Well, truth was, he kept busy quite easily. But he wouldn't mind getting busier. "Maybe I'll open a shop, feed some of the needs here."
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A couple minutes in Lorna began to snore softly, her body relaxing under Remy's fingers.
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He was smiling as he retreated, and hummed to himself softly once the door was closed. He had successfully managed to help a friend, maybe, and even without having sex with her. Which was odd for him, but hey, why not? He grinned as he started to read, feeling rather groovy.