[open] poker!!

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

Characters: All
Setting: Jono's room
Content: Perhaps this could plant the seeds of inspiration in Julian's mind? And let it grow? ALL are welcome here!
Status: Open/incomplete
Thread-jacking: A must

[Jono is rubbing his hands with glee as people pile into his room. Josh, his co-conspirator, had long convinced Jono to use poker chips instead of potato chips while betting (the crumbs last time had been disastrous) and so Jono was rattling the chips in their box. The bets were, of course, junk food. Hence his name of Texas Feed 'Em.]

Welcome, welcome. Sit down. Have a drink. Make yourselves comfortable.

Comments

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[No one ever said Julian and Jono were creative and ground-breaking. Julian's eyes snap back to Jono.] You shut the hell up, asswipe. And where would you go that lets a Yeti into respectable places of business?

[jono-stars.livejournal.com]

[This time, Jono turns slowly to look at Julian directly in the eye, holding the glare for several seconds, and then breaks eye contact by eating yet more potato chips.]

That is the generally more accepted, politically correct term. I appreciate you not calling me an Abominable Snowman.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[That little put-on show does nothing to intimidate Julian, who merely smirks right back and tongues his canine. He scoffs a little at Jono's retort, and then telekinetically pushes the chips across the table towards him so he can shove a few in his mouth.] Whatever, Frosty.