[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.

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irisssssss <3

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

If you like being surrounded by idiots. [Unsurprisingly, John drawls this, seemingly bored as all hell and studying his cards. So maybe he did find one or two things these fuckers said amusing, but he calls that inevitable odds, not actually having fun.

John reaches into the bag of chips on his thigh and stuffs one in his mouth, only momentarily looking up at Jono emphatically arguing about James Bond and Jason Bourne and for Christ's sake, does it really fucking matter? John's sure he could fuck both of them up. And everyone else at this goddamn table could too.

He turns his eyes to Kevin, gestures to the bag and tongues food from teeth.]

You want some?

Re: irisssssss <3

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Wordlessly Kevin reaches over and grabs himself a handful of chips. He eyerolls at John while nodding towards the rest of the group at the same time. A gesture to indicate Kevin's agreement on the stupidity of this conversation.]

Well, see, these idiots operate the only accessible casino around. [Kevin says this with a quirky grin, knowing that the head idiot would be moderately offended if he weren't so busy arguing. "It's like, Bourne doesn't need somebody to make little gadgets for him! He killed somebody with a magazine! A magazine!"]

Re: irisssssss <3

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

Wrong about that, Kev. [John reaches in for more chips too.] If we wanted to party with the geriatrics, there's always Atlantic City. [He spares a dull, appraising glance around the table.] Might be an upgrade.

CRYSTAL <33333

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[This gets a laugh from Kevin. See, it's crap like this that makes him get along so well with his roommate.]

You can't have it all, I guess. Each with its pros and cons. It's either here with the idiots, or Atlantic City with the retired folks and douchebag bachelor parties.

[Kevin carefully lays out some poker chips for the next ante. He's dealer now, and so rakes in the cards towards him. As distraction, he directs his next words to Jono and Julian.]

Really, guys? A magazine? Jack Bauer killed a guy using only his thighs. Think about that.

[That does the trick, sparking another explosion of chatter at the table. While Jono waves both arms wildly and yells, Julian grabs some of Jono's food, and most of the others either laugh at them or join in on the argument. As Kevin smirks to himself and shuffles, he gives his roommate a wink. Mostly a sign that he's up to something. John would know from the simple gesture not to bet too high this round.

Deftly his gloved hands take the cards and he does a quick count in his head, and employs what one of the Madrox dupes told him was called a false shuffle. Yet another skill picked up from the Madroxes, the one he nicknamed "Poker Jamie." Poker Jamie introduced this method of cheating-without-cheating to Kevin as, "If you can count, you can stack a deck."]

IRISSSSS <33333333

[fireaholic.livejournal.com]

[John snorts just a little at Kevin's description of Atlantic City, and then merely raises his brows in slight interest and amusement at Kevin's wink. He's gotten the message, and he sees what Kevin's doing too, once the kid has gotten a hold of the cards. He knows that Jamie just as well, and John made it a point to pay attention to shit like that after the dickwad cleaned him out once.

John leans back in his seat, smug as ever, about to enjoy a show.

That puts him in a good mood, so he throws his two cents in, just for celebration purposes. Fucking suckers.]

Didn't he also kill some bitch with a credit card?

<333 forever and ever

[witheredecay.livejournal.com]

[Kevin smirks at John, pleased to have a partner in crime. He lets the argument play out while he deals. While everyone checks out their cards, Kevin carefully lifts the corner of his two aces without giving anything away on his face.]

Ante up!

[Of course, Kevin never played poker in the company of both John and Poker Jamie, and is just now realizing that John must also be familiar with his habits. This ought to be fun.]