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[saebelrassler]

There's a hand-written note up at the bar:

Friendly Poker Game, Round Table By The Fireplace. All Players Welcome. No Money, Favors or Souls Involved.He means the last one as a joke. Probably

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[underwater_owl]

Where there is poker, there inevitably must be Random. The king fairly u-turns on his way past the table, and comes over with a smile that has to do with more than his glass of scotch.

"Poker, you say?"

[saebelrassler]

The blue guy gives him a big smile, warm and friendly if Random can get over his odd appearance. (Which, if his name is Random, he probably can!)

"Poker indeed! A friendly game only, tonight; no stakes to speak of. Would you like to join?"

[underwater_owl]

Random doesn't even blink. His son's mother was an absolutely charming shade of green. It's only fluke that his wife isn't too, though she is pale enough that he sometimes thinks he can see a pearly blue.

"Aaaaabsolutely. It's just what the doctor ordered. Earth cards, right?"

He claims a chair as his own.

[saebelrassler]

"Unless you're willing to teach me something new," he replies with a smile. "But as of right now, yes. Earth cards, Texas Hold 'Em, wilds only if you ask nicely. I'm Kurt, this is Spoon, and who're you?"

[nothawkingbird]

Kate still had her costume near her, clearly looking a little tattered with some tears here and there. And the bruises and faint cuts pointed to a harsh recent battle.

There was a tentative smile at the blue mutant though, even though she wasn't interested in poker.

"Hi, never met, but you're with the X-Men right? Think we're from the same world. Uh, alright if I sit out from playing though?"

[saebelrassler]

"Hallo, fraulein," comes the slightly confused reply. He's trying to place her, but...no. No bells ringing. "I am indeed. Nightcrawler, though here I am but Kurt Wagner, German citizen and off-duty hero. And who might you be?" Oh don't get him wrong, he's very interested in that same world comment, but she's not an X-Man and Kurt's got enough caution in him to check before he goes asking revealing questions.

"If you'd like to pull up a chair and keep an eye on us, you are certainly welcome. I will surely want someone to vouch for my honor when people confuse my amazing skill with cheating!"

He's being very silly. Kurt's pretty good (he's good at reading people) but not great (he's no good at lying), as she will see if she does stick around.

[nothawkingbird]

Kate nodded, "I've heard of you from my friends. A couple of them are mutants too, but on our team. Heard of the Avengers at all? ...or even the Young Avengers? I know we weren't in the news much before... uh, not sure if I should mention that since I don't know what time it is for you."

[saebelrassler]

"Th- Have I heard of the Avengers?!" Kurt gives her a look like she just asked him if he'd heard of this country called America.

"Yes, fraulein. I may have heard that name once or twice before. Even the Young Avengers, though I have not followed their exploits as much."

He gives her a considering look. "I think I know a good way to tell. Does the word 'registration' mean anything significant to you?"

Kurt may have been in space for the ENTIRETY of the Civil War, but a guy can't be on terra firma for three seconds without hearing about it.

[there_is_a_me]

Spoon's good with watching for the moment, although he does watch the shuffling pretty closely.

[saebelrassler]

The shuffling is mostly to bide the time right now. There's a fellow sitting with them by the name of Random (Random and Spoon. Kurt feels positively mundane!) and a lady who is going by Hawkeye who's also just watching. Kurt is happy to be talking to people, and smiles at Spoon. What can I say, you take the boy out of the circus, but there's something in him that will always love the spotlight.

[there_is_a_me]

Spoon snorts in a manner which is 100% canine, then flicks a sugar-cookie crumb at the oh-so-mundane Nightcralwer.

[saebelrassler]

"Ach, hey now! Crumbs in the fur? This, sir, means war."

War in the form of a hand of cards. "Well then, if you would not mind, perhaps we can play for these cookies you are so fond of sharing? Winner of each round earns one cookie?"

[adamantiumloner]

"What the hell fun is a poker game if there ain't any stakes?" Asks the short gruff man who comes up to Kurt's table and pulls out a chair.

He turns the chair around and sits in it backwards regarding the elf with the cards.

[there_is_a_me]

"I don't have any money." Spoon points out shamelessly, "Try mum's biscuits before you decide they don't count as stakes."

One of Annie Wells' sinfully good sugar cookies is offered.

[adamantiumloner]

Logan takes the offered cookie and gives it a quick sniff before taking a bite. "Not bad. Alright, if there's beer with these I'm in."

[there_is_a_me]

"Not bad?" Spoon asks, "Not bad. I dare you to say that to mum's face."