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[falschewahrheit.livejournal.com]

[Kristoph is sitting in a little corner cafe, sipping a cup of tea and flipping casually through a newspaper. Today was one of those rare days where he was completely free of work. The pleasant weather out had prompted him to take a walk, and he'd ended up wandering in here. Hey, he deserved a chance to relax every once in a while, didn't he?]

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[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Heh, "piano playing" has been good. Business has been kinda slow.

[falschewahrheit.livejournal.com]

Ah, if I were any good at cards, I'd be tempted to challenge you myself.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it's not about being good, y'know. Just holding out until the very end.

[Don't mind his mysterious hobo moment.]

[falschewahrheit.livejournal.com]

[Darn mysterious hobos and their riddles.]

Bluffing and distracting your opponent seems to play a large role as well, no? [This is totally only about poker.]

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Or rather, knowing when your opponent is bluffing. You have to pay close attention to the others' actions and expressions. You really see a person's true colors through the game.

[Yeah, totally.]

[falschewahrheit.livejournal.com]

It sounds fascinating. I'm almost tempted to brush up on my poker skills.

Of course, you've gone undefeated for, what? Seven years now? I doubt I'd stand a chance.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

I'm always willing to give a friend lessons.

[A lighthearted laugh, before Phoenix takes a thoughtful sip of grape juice.]

Well, y'never know when I'll meet my match.

[falschewahrheit.livejournal.com]

No need to be modest, Wright. I'm sure you could make quite a bit of money with your skills. ...In areas where gambling is legal, that is.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should look into it. Not very good pay just pretending you can play piano.