Festival Log | OPEN

[abominable]

Characters: Anyone and everyone, OPEN
Location: The streets near the starter apartments
Planet: Coruscant
When: Wednesday evening
What: The mysterious community hippies of Coruscant throw a festival. Hilarity ensues.
Rating: pg-13 (??)

Comments

Re: Games

[sand_wormie]

[Is it still cheating if you have no idea you're doing it? If so, Luke is cheating so hard. It's a game in which you buy tokens, put them on numbered places, and let the spinner pick the winning numbers. He's putting stacks of four around and winning more often than not, though not so often that he's gotten kicked out... yet.]

C'mon... one more...

[Luke hugs himself to keep warm and tries not to shiver. The long-sleeved tunic he's got over a shirt is not enough for this desert kid now that the sun's down.]

[sand_wormie]

[It's really purely a game of luck. He's not moving the tokens to the winning numbers after they're declared or doing anything objectionable... he just keeps picking the right numbers, as if he knows what they'll be before the spinner picks them.]

[Well. Often enough. On this last round he barely broke even, and Luke sighs as he hovers around this part of the table, trying to figure out which numbers feel right right now.]

[sand_wormie]

[It seems to work better when he's not thinking about it too hard. But... he's feeling... Luke puts a short stack on 1138 and, because he's feeling watched, scatters the rest of his handful at what he thinks is random. The numbers are read off, and the droid monitoring this side of the table gives him a whole heap]

[Luke goes and changes the tokens for credits; there's a rather unfavorable exchange rate, but he's made enough that there's been a net profit, big enough that he can go get something warm without blowing all the money he's started building up. He still feels watched, and put his back against the wall in an attempt to scan the crowd casually. It doesn't really work.]

[sand_wormie]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Even to him, that sounded lame. Luke is a terrible liar. He sighs.]

Everyone wins that game if they buy enough tokens and scatter them around... I don't know. I just did whatever felt right. Guess I got lucky. [Repeatedly. Consistently.]

[sand_wormie]

Maybe I'm part of that hardly anyone. I've always been lucky.

...I didn't know that was going to happen. I was just going to play a little, and then I picked the right ones more. Honest. [Either he's suddenly got vastly better at lying, or...]

[sand_wormie]

[He's uncomfortable.] I might. The ...Jedi said I might have their power. But I'm not trained.

[sand_wormie]

It doesn't work all the time. I'm just better at picking the right numbers.

...I don't know.

[sand_wormie]

I didn't intend to cheat! I just... I kept doing it. [He hadn't thought of it as cheating until he'd been doing it for a while... and by then, he'd thought of the clothes he'd seen in various stalls, and how cold he felt, and he'd only needed a little more. And now he's quite obviously feeling guilty.]

I'm not training with a Sith. [Flatly said.] I'm just not sure.