Jan 08, 2010 20:15
The garage had been commandeered for the night. It was a Friday night, cold as hell, and damned if Manuel didn't feel like celebrating. He'd taken the two decks of cards he'd found as well as several bottles of vodka from Allison's stash and made his way into the rec room, setting up two tables with six chairs each. Six people to be dealt in to each table, to bet, and to have a good time. He had no doubt that the games would continue, that people would shift in and out. He'd keep playing until he couldn't see straight, he was out of money, or drunk beneath the table. He wasn't on duty.
This place needed some lightening up. A damned good game of poker sounded perfect to Manuel and he'd dug out some of his reserve cash to bet. This was going to be a friendly game, even if people were getting drunk, and Manuel would see to it that it stayed that way.*
Glancing over at Allison, who was sitting at the first table with him, he grinned and pulled his cigarette from his lips, flipping ashes into the tray to the side. "I'm in. Let's see 'em, chica."
[Here's how this'll work. Table 1 is full, but we didn't want anyone to feel excluded, so there is a second game that will be posted beneath in the comments with Second Table in the Header. If you want to play a game of poker, feel free!
*ALSO - BIG ONE HERE. If you enter this post, you give Manuel full permission to keep your ass in line if you get out of hand - meaning that he'll jack down your moods if you feel like spoiling for a fight. This is for fun, not fighting. If you want a fight, start a fight club. ;)]
✝ tom cassidy,
✝ amanda sefton,
mark 'martini' martinez,
✝ allison 'magma' crestmere,
✝ sean cassidy,
✝ manuel 'empath' de la rocha,
st john 'pyro' allerdyce,
julio 'rictor' esteban richter,
sarah 'ophelia' mayspring