[Open Post] How many hands of solitaire can a man play here??

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Eames's leg has finally healed: the stiffness and soreness that went with the injuries and afterward had kept him largely out of sight. But he's up and about now and currently, he's sitting in the main room, dealing himself a hand of solitaire, using a deck which the Plothole was kind enough to give him, though he's also found a deck of tarot cards

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[aboveallpride]

Black Lagoon Girl party!

In comes a pretty girl that looks barely out of high school. She ponders the man and the gambling table for a while.

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One wonders if Eames would fit into Roanapur or find it too crazy...

"Lookin' for a little action, love?" he asks, shuffling the tarot deck. "Might be a bit rich for yer blood, or am I mistaken?" he asks.

[aboveallpride]

Black Lagoon does need a good playing card player based merc...

She merely smiles at the offer. This girl has hung with Gangsters. Gambling doesn't scare her.

"Well if you don't mind..."

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And now, I sort of want to write a Black Lagoon/Inception crossover...

"Not at all," he says, glancing at the deck. "Unless yer superstitious." He turns up the cards, revealing the Wheel of Fortune as the bottommost card in the deck.

[greenback_geek]

In comes a familiar face that smiles at him and the cards.

"Never took you for gambling type..."

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He smirks, friendly, at her: he likes her, though it could just be that he likes pretty and *smart* girls in general.

"Me dad was a gambler: taught me t' play when I was knee high t' a wallaby, when he was around," he says. "I've cruised about the casinos o' Europe an' Africa, workin' as a shill."

[greenback_geek]

Typist starting to wonder what a Eames/Jane name-squish might sound like... Eane? Janmes? XD

Jane may smirk. "Did you take those casinos for their money?"

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We're going to be good and *not* suggest 'James', even if headspace!Eames finds that amusing.

"One reason the government in Monaco has me on a watch list," he says, with an amused sort of pride. "Been hangin' me hat in Mombasa these days: don't know me from Adam there."

[nuns4money]

Have a Nun with a gun, Eames. Eda is bored (as usual) dressed in causal clothes, mouthing a cigarette she means to light. She eyes the table Eames is running.

"Up for a game of chance, are ya darlin'?"

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"Me brain's been going soggy playin' solitaire: I'm up for a round if you are, darlin'," he offers, flourishing the deck in a very flashy "spring"

[nuns4money]

Eda may pull up a chair. This guys a show-off, she can respect that.

"What game ya got in mind?"

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"I was thinkin' a' stud poker, but when you came along, I thought've a hand o' Texas Hold'em," he says, with a teeny little smirk.

He'll accept playful jabs about Australians...

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Remy's bored and wandering through the mansion in search of something or someone to occupy himself with when he spots Eames. More precisely he spots the cards in his hands before looking up to the man playing. There's potential for some fun there he thinks, and walks over wearing his most winning smile. "Hello there, stranger. You like cards?"

One bored gambler just seems to invite another.

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"Might say cards like me," Eames replies. "Me old man was a gambler: seems he passed on his luck t' me, along with his good looks."

Heeee, this'll be fun!

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"Me and the cards have a bit of an understanding as well," Remy drawls with a smile. "Care to find out who they prefer?"

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He holds out the deck to the newcomer. "Got time t' kill, so let's have a go," he says.

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Hisoka comes into the main room from the porch in jeans, work boots, and a tank top, with a tool belt slung around his hips. He's been out sawing lumber for his second dock project (the first one having been completed a few days before).

He is about to tramp on through to the kitchen, when he sees Eames handling the cards and comes to a halt. "Up to no good, are you, Mr. Eames?" he says, with a smile.

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He might smirk a bit appreciatively at Hisoka's attire, as he shuffles the tarot deck he's been toying with. "Been wondering what'ud happen if I got a full house playin' with a tarot deck," he says. "Thirty years o' bad luck? Fire, flood an' desolation? Someone bound t' die?"

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Hisoka's eyes sparkle. (He likes it when people flirt with him.)

"Good question," he says. "Which of those would you prefer?"

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"Used t' fires an' floods," he says. "Grew up in Sydney: I'm used t' street floodin' in th' winter an' bans on lightin' the barbie in th' summer."