First post, whoo!

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

[There's what seems to be a hobo asleep on a bench, not-so-quietly snoring. Leave him be? Bother him? Push him off? ...Give him 20 bucks?]

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[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Bad piano music and a side special of murder? You just told me, buddy. I'm not that bad a listener.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Hahaha. Well, there is another specialty...

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

Enlighten me.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Into card games?

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[A pause, and then a frown.]

Is it legal?

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Only chips involved.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

...I don't like them much, but I can see the appeal, I guess.

[Poker faces he can handle, but he's never been too good with wagering and risks. He's the type to lay everything down on the line, after all, and if you were to ask him afterwards, after he's lost it all, why he did, he'd just say, because I could.]

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

They say you can see a person's true colors over a simple game of poker.

[Another lazy grin, and Phoenix stands up, stretching his arms out.]

Well, it's been fun, officer.

[nowheresman.livejournal.com]

[Consequently, Adachi steps back (and that may have been more of an instinctual move than a conscious one). Something about this guy makes him wary, but that's ridiculous - it's just some bum.]

...Yeah. Stay out of trouble, now.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Will do.

[And the bum walks off with a wave, whistling to himself.]