APPOINTMENTS ♠ "You got the goods or what?"

[tickle_me]

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[tickle_me]

[Revy checks the latest addition to her hand. Damn, so close to a winner...! Not that she lets that show on her face, of course.]

No clue. I haven't heard much about him since then.

[foundafamily]

[Through working in the Martillo Family casino, Firo's learned to keep a good eye on the people he plays with. Mostly to see if they're cheating, but it helps when playing against people playing honestly, too. He should probably be disappointed that she hasn't given him any hints to her face down cards, but instead he's happy to be playing against someone who seems pretty good.]

Huh. So are you into boxing at all? I used to have a friend here who was pretty good at it.

[ooc: How would you like to decide who wins this hand? I'm fine with flipping a coin for it, or if you like we can decide. Firo's pretty good at poker, but he's not playing to win and I don't know how good Revy is, so I'm fine with him losing!]

[tickle_me]

[Firo's lucky that Revy's main tell is raising like crazy when she has a shit hand. As they're not playing with typical betting rules, this effectively renders that obsolete.]

S'all right, I guess. You can get more entertainment outta watching drunken shitheads pick fights at the local dive bar, though.

((OOC: Flipping a coin sounds fine to me! :) Revy's mostly just a competent player, and as the bracket text above mentions, her main tell in canon has to do with her betting habits as a round goes on.))

[foundafamily]

[He deals them both their sixth card.

If Firo goes by her look and the air she gives off, he's really not too surprised to hear that she hangs out in that kind of place.]

That's fun for you?

[Okey dokey! Heads or tails? :)]

[tickle_me]

((OOC: Tails!))



Sure. Especially when the bartender gets involved. He's a fuckin' riot when he's mad!

[Revy has been the target of Bao's rage multiple times since arriving in Roanapur, so she's quite familiar with it.]

[foundafamily]

[ooc: Tails never fails! Revy is victorious.]

Yeah? Sounds like a couple guys I know. Does he have to get involved a lot?

[Firo's not too impressed with his hand right now and he doubts it'll get any better with this card. Still, the show must go on, so he sets his hand on the deck and prepares to draw.]

You ready for the last card?

[tickle_me]

If by "involved" you mean "cowering behind the bar with a shotgun," then sure. Although there was the one time he was fighting with one of the beaners over the telephone... [Smirk.] But I'll only tell you about that one if you ever win.

[That said, she gestures at Firo with her hand in a "bring it on" gesture.]

[foundafamily]

Hey, you can't just start a story and then not finish it!

[He sighs, though he's not too disappointed and can't help but return the smile. He'll try and weasel the story out somehow.

He nods and sets out their last cards. Getting ready to show her his face down cards, he rests his fingers on the first one. He already knows the hand he has: a measly pair of sixes.]

Let's see what we've got...

[tickle_me]

[Revy motions to the bartender to get her another drink as Firo begins to reveal his hand. She doesn't have the bestest hand ever, but she thinks it's pretty decent.]

[foundafamily]

[Sighing, he flips over his hole cards. No point in trying to play cool or confident now with all his cards out in the open; there's a pair of sixes and the rest are all random cards. At the most, all she'd need to beat him is a pair made of cards higher than sixes.]

All right. What've you got? Am I gonna hear that bartender story or what?

[tickle_me]

[Revy shakes her head as she flips up her hand with a practiced wrist -- a flush of spades. She grins at Firo.]

Better start talkin', baby.

[foundafamily]

Damn it.

[\He's not too torn up about losing, and he still smiles as he sweeps up their cards into the deck.]

All right, so we said stories? What do you wanna hear? I don't think I have any really good ones about bar fights...

[There's the time Szilard started shooting the Martillos in Alveare, but that wasn't exactly a fight.]

[tickle_me]

Whatever you got, make it exciting. I don't like sentimental or tearjerking bullshit.

[foundafamily]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, let me think about what I got.

[He takes a drink as he thinks it over. His most action-packed story is probably the time he became immortal, but it's long and, in all honesty, really weird.]

I think Luck'd get mad if I talked about the Gandors' affairs...

I could tell you about the two worst "thieves" I've ever met and how they managed to steal a person.

[tickle_me]

[Kidnapping? That's pretty tame fare for Revy, but good enough to start with. She leans back and takes a swig from her new drink.]

All right. Shoot.

[foundafamily]

[Firo was keeping his description vague for a reason; the actual story is probably even less exciting than what she's expecting. It might even verge into the sentimental.]

Keep in mind that I wasn't actually around for all of this, so some of it I don't know too well. But it all actually happened, I promise.

All right... So this all starts back in November of 1930 when a stranger comes to town. Four of 'em, actually. One pair's the thieves I just mentioned--Isaac and Miria--we'll start with... No, let's start with the other two.

The others were a woman named Ennis and a nasty old bastard called Szilard. As for why Szilard was there, I'm not gonna get into it because it's tricky to explain and really weird. And we don't care about him anyway. Ennis was there because... Well, she didn't exactly have a choice.

[His expression darkens somewhat after that last line.]

You follow me so far?

[tickle_me]

[Revy nods.]

1930, huh? Shitty time, what with the Great Depression and everything.

[foundafamily]

[A slight smile flickers across his face. Except for a few events from that night in November, 1930 was a pretty good year for him.]

Not for all of us.

As for Ennis, she wasn't in danger of losin' her home or job like some people, but she didn't have the best situation, either. That's another thing that's hard to explain, so let's just say she couldn't go against Szilard's wishes and live, even though she was really tough.

That day, he sent her out to catch some punks who'd stolen from him. Er-well, he thought they did. Now, these robbers aren't Isaac and Miria, but guess who they happened to be pickin' on when Ennis came lookin' for 'em? Those guys for some reason picked a fight with those two idiots, despite Isaac and Miria being completely harmless.

[He shakes his head in distaste. He knows the couple probably said something stupid to make Dallas mad, but he already had a low opinion of Dallas.]

[tickle_me]

[Revy just nods at the description of Ennis' situation. That was certainly a common enough situation in a criminal cesspool like Roanapur -- or the slums of Manhattan. As for Isaac and Miria...]

Wrong place, wrong time, probably.

[foundafamily]

[He laughs.]

Maybe. The more I get to know 'em, the more I think they just attract trouble. Or start it.

Ennis really didn't care what happened to them, she just knew she had to get her guys. So she took 'em all down, one at a time. Isaac and Miria, of course, didn't know why she was there at all, so they decided she'd probably showed up just to rescue them. So they thanked her. Very enthusiastically.

[He wasn't there for this part, but, knowing Isaac and Miria, he can imagine it. He takes a sip of his drink and smiles sadly.]

Up to that point, that was the first time she'd been thanked. Ever. So even though she didn't have the time to stay around and chat, in a way they were her first friends. Of course, that's not where the story ends. Once she reported back to Szilard with the job done there was more work to do that night. And that's where things started to go even farther south for her.

[tickle_me]

[Considering someone a friend just because they'd thanked you sounds kinda lame to Revy, but she doesn't say that out loud, surprisingly. Instead, she waits expectantly for Firo to hopefully get to the more exciting part of the story.]

[foundafamily]

The next thing Szilard had Ennis do was go watch a Camorra hideout while he went in and attacked it—-he was lookin’ for one of the members. She, uh, had a little run-in with someone, and then as soon as they got that figured out, those guys she beat up before showed up. With tommy guns. So you can probably imagine what happened there.

[This is where things get weird. Firo smiles and continues casually, though he's pretty interested in how Revy's going to react.]

...Of course, given what she is, Ennis got back up from bein’ cut to ribbons just a little while later. All in one piece. And then she went lookin’ for Szilard.

In the meantime, Isaac and Miria had actually been in that hideout. They’d wormed their way into the party goin’ on the night before and had come back the next day to give a gift.

[tickle_me]

[It takes a moment for Revy to parse what doesn't belong, since she hadn't been expecting it, but once she does she steamrolls right over Firo's words, waving her hands in front of her in disbelief.]

Wait wait wait wait wait. [Pointing accusingly at Firo.] Chick gets pumped fulla lead and gets back up like nothing's happened? [Naw. You're blowin' smoke up Revy's ass, bro.]

[foundafamily]

[Firo can't keep from grinning; he likes seeing people's reactions to the concept of immortals.]

That's what I said, isn't it? It took a few seconds for everything to patch itself back up, but after that she was fine.

[He shrugs, as if it's something that happens every day. He could volunteer the explanation, but where's the fun in that?]

Can I keep goin', or are you gonna need a moment?

[tickle_me]

You tellin' me she's some sort of zombie?

[Revy's not complaining about this twist, but she'll be pissed if Firo's trolling her.]