Poker [Locked to the poker players]

[fh_jackass]

Logan's home. There's a poker table set up in the living room, with booze and snacks on a nearby table. There's a hole in the wall near the entry way, just about fist level for someone Logan's height. If one stepped into the kitchen, one would find the shredded remains of a coffee plant strewn about.

Logan sat on the couch, viciously pounding the buttons on his Playstation controller and drinking from an already-half-empty bottle of tequila.




[ooc: Thread of doom c&p'd here.]

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Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well if anybody would know about being in the closet, pookie Speaking of names," Angelus said, with the studied casualness of someone who actually has a useful conversational segue, "who's Veronica Mars when she's at home?"

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

"A pain in the ass," Logan said, tossing his cash into the pot. He dealt out a seven of hearts to himself and a five of clubs to Angelus. "You run into her or something?"

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Yesterday in the dorms," Angelus leaned forward, appearing to put his focus on his cards. "Apparently there was pencil trauma or something. Wasn't really paying attention."

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

"Yeah? So why do you want to know about her?" Logan asked.

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Mentioned your name," Angelus shrugged. He toyed with his pile of cash, debating his bet. "Actually, told me not to tell you she mentioned your name but, you know, oops."

Re: Round 1

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor leaned back in his chair, just observing the conversation and looking longingly at Angelus.

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus might have given Bel a quick flash of a secret smile. Or he might have been pondering his bet some more. He was, however, playing footsie under the table.

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

Logan sighed and leaned back in his chair, shifting the cigar in his mouth slightly. "Did she warn you about me?"

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Actually yes," Angelus said. He leaned back, looking up into the air as though he could pluck the memory out of it. "Said something like... you're dangerous and can't handle difficult situations and that if I was a friend of yours then she's no friend of mine."

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

Logan smiled with mock pride. "That's my Veronica. Always willing to give a guy a fresh slate. You putting money on those?" He gestured at Angelus's cards with his cigar.

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Fuck, why not," Angelus shrugged, raising the pot. "Bel's already taken my dignity, might as well throw my petty cash into the void."

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

Logan considered his cards, and Angelus's. "Fuck it," he said, tossing down his cards. "Your pot."

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Just like the old days," Angelus grinned, raking in his winnings. As though it were a propos of nothing, he asked, "what gremlin attacked that plant in your kitchen?"

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

Logan frowned. "Knocked it over earlier. Totally an accident. My roommate'll probably be annoyed, but hey, he's not going to be living here much longer, so why should I give a fuck?"

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You're going to have a room to rent?" Angelus asked.

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

"Dude, I've got three to rent, and soon I'll have four. Keeping roommates in this town is a bitch, I tell you," Logan said.

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"And yet I couldn't give mine away if I tried," Angelus took a long swallow of his blood, grimacing slightly at how it had gone back to room temperature. "Tell me how that is fair?"

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

Logan looked at Angelus for a moment. "If your roommate made out with your girl in front of you, what would you do to him?"

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Punch him directly in the face," Angelus said. He did not add that he would have said the exact same thing if Logan had asked him what he would want to do to Xander if he saw him making out with his boyfriend, petting his dog, or simply breathing air in the same 100 yard range that Angelus happened to be standing in.

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

"Well, yeah," Logan said. "But after that."

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Laugh at him? Hit him again?" Angelus shrugged, checking the end of his cigar to make sure it was still lit. "It's an agony of choice, really."

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

"I was going for a kick to the kneecap, but Spider showed up," Logan said. "Setting his room on fire is, unfortunately, out of the question, seeing how it's my house. If he shows up back here, a beating would not be uncalled for, but I'm kinda in deep shit with Spider over the aforementioned punch to the face, so I gotta lay off the violence on campus right now."

Logan took the cigar out of his mouth and fiddled with it. "So, you've been around longer than sliced bread. You must've dealt with guys like him before. Any suggestions?"

Re: Round 1

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus glanced at Bel, as though this topic of conversation was not unknown to the both of them.

"Well," Angelus said, "depends on what exactly the guy did. I tend to like making my revenges personal. Not saying I hate the direct application of violence. But if somebody destroyed something of mine? Touched someone of mine? They'd regret it."

Re: Round 1

[fh_jackass]

Logan scowled at his cigar. "Fuck," he said, draining his glass of tequila. "FUCK!" he yelled, standing up and throwing the glass against the opposite wall, away from the guys at the table. He stared at the shattered remains for a moment, then sat down again, elbows on the table and head in his hands.

Re: Round 1

[sensethevisions]

((OOC: Can I iconize that quote? Pretty please?))