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[tickle_me]

For threading out things that can't be threaded elsewhere or which need to escape the dreaded captcha!

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[tickle_me]

[Yeah, yeah, whatever. Revy waves him on.]

[foundafamily]

[He nods as he tries to get his brain back on track.]

So she asked him to eat her, sure that he'd let her die. Of course, that wasn't gonna happen, so using Szilard's memories he reversed what Szilard had done to her.

Ennis got back on her feet and never had to deal with doin' Szilard's dirty work again. And she's still friends with Isaac and Miria years later--so I guess you could say they completely stole her from that old bastard.

[To make it sound incredibly cheesy.]

[tickle_me]

[That's enough cheese for three bowls of Easy Mac.]

That's stretchin' it. But I'll give ya a pass because of all that stuff with the immortals. Wasn't expecting that. [Grinning, she taps her fingers on the bar counter.] Round two, then?


((OOC: How do you feel about continuing to backtag? I've been enjoying this thread (in spite of what my slowness might imply) but I know this has been going on since August. If you'd rather not backtag, we can work out what each one might have learned about the other in later rounds or something.))

[foundafamily]

How's that stretchin' it? I thought it was a good story.

[Of course he did; Ennis was in it. Depending on how much Revy was paying attention, she may have noticed that Firo has something of a crush on Ennis.

He smiles--the deck's already in his hand--and starts shuffling.]

You bet!


[ooc: I'm enjoying this too, and I'm totally fine with more backtagging! But if you wanted we could work out what they would have told each other, or we could do a later thread with them having a rematch. I don't know what your tag load now is like, so I'm honestly fine with what works best for you.]

[tickle_me]

((OOC: I'll have Revy lose this round, then, so we can at least thread out one story for her.))



[Oh, yeah, Revy noticed that Firo has something for this Ennis chick, considering how defensive he got about her. But she'll leave it for the moment, instead glancing idly around the bar as Firo deals out another hand.]

[foundafamily]

[ooc: Okay! Thank you for the thread so far. :)]

[He deals them each three cards--two face down, one face up, just like before.]

Same stakes as before? I'd like to hear somethin' about your world.

[tickle_me]

((OOC: Thank you for putting up with Revy! XD))



Hey, now, don't be so sure I'll be talkin'. Maybe you'll just have to tell me more about immortals getting eaten.

[Though when she checks her hand, things aren't looking too promising for her. But -- she still might have a chance, if she gets the right cards.]

[foundafamily]

[ooc: She's a ton of fun! :D]

You don't think I'm nice enough to let you win twice in a row, do you?

[He smiles as he deals them each their next face up cards to show that he knows very well she won fair and square. The bantering is fun to him, though. At work he has to be the ever-professional manager so he didn't get to joke around while playing cards too often. And in Luceti he just plain doesn't get to play frequently.]

[tickle_me]

You "let" me win? As if.

[She's smirking too, though. She won't ever admit that she's missed bantering with someone -- missed bantering with her crew, to be more specific -- but she supposes that if she has to pass the time with someone, Firo's all right.

...this hand of hers, however, is not. After he deals out their next cards, it's clear that nothing is going to save it.]

Ah, fuck. [With a flick of her wrist, she slides the cards back towards Firo, folding for this round.]

[foundafamily]

C'mon, don't you think I'm nice enough for that?

[He jumps a little at the movement, just as startled by its suddenness as he is by her folding. Knowing when to fold is a good skill, but she seemed like the type to go to the bitter end.]

Givin' up already?

[tickle_me]

I'd be offended if you did.

[She shrugs.]

I'm not a dumbass, I know a lost cause when I see one. [Unlike some other person she knows. (Lookin' at you, Rock.)] So, you wanna hear about that bartender fighting over the phone with a cartel foot soldier?

[It was part of the lead-up to the recent clusterfuck with Roberta and the U.S. military, but in a life like Revy's, you gotta take the bright spots when you see 'em.]

[foundafamily]

[That's a respectable answer and he nods to acknowledge it.]

Fair enough.

[He gathers their cards up and gives them a quick shuffle before he sets the deck aside.]

Yeah, shoot!

[tickle_me]

Okay, so one day, me and a pal are just sitting at the bar having a drink and talkin' about some shit that's come up in town, yeah? Then Gustavo shows up with some of his cartel flunkies. By sheer coincidence -- [her tone makes it clear that it's anything but] -- they wanna to know about the same shit we're talkin' about.

And then who should come in at that moment but the very topic of our conversation -- a killer maid from Venezuela.

[Honestly, the killer maid part is probably gonna be more interesting than Bao fighting over the phone with Gustavo. But whether Revy will explain enough of that story is still up in the air.]

[foundafamily]

[It almost sounds like the opening to a joke: "a drug lord and a killer maid walk into a bar..." but Firo's more confused than amused. He raises an eyebrow at Revy.]

A what?

[tickle_me]

[Smiiirk.]

You heard me. A killer maid. Blades in her shoes and automatics in her sleeves, equipped for the most important kind of clean-up duty.

[foundafamily]

...Uh-huh. And I suppose that's normal where you're from?

[He still looks absolutely baffled by this concept, but he supposes there's some sense in it. She could probably sneak into a lot of places and get people to let their guards down.]

[tickle_me]

Actually, no, which is why everyone in Roanapur was shittin' their pants when they found out she was in town. This particular maid wasn't the one everyone was worried about, though -- we had another one a while back that was a million times more awful. Fuckin' Terminator, that one.

[foundafamily]

[There are so many questions he wants to ask.]

..."Terminator"?

[tickle_me]

[Revy's a little surprised that Firo doesn't seem to be understanding the Terminator reference. He got the Rocky one just fine!]

Yeah, you know! The movie with Ah-nold "I'll-be-back" Schwarzenegger. She even did the whole walking-out-of-the-fire-unscathed thing!

[...which Revy only found out later from Rock because she'd actually been knocked out when it happened.]

[foundafamily]

[Unfortunately for Firo, Little Mac could only expose him to so many modern movies in the time they had together. Her explanation only sends him further spiraling into confusion.]

The move with who?

[Geez, and people say he has a funky last name.]

[tickle_me]

[Revy just stares at him in disbelief before shaking her head. Maybe they just didn't get that stuff over in Italy or something.]

...never mind. The point is that everyone was expecting a lot more trouble than they actually got. Well, at first, anyway.

[foundafamily]

Right. Sorry.

[He nods and waves his hand for her to continue.]

[tickle_me]

So! Even though this maid right now isn't the one we were all worried about, she's still trouble. She was employed by the same family as the other one, so obviously there had to be some connection there. Eventually she gets into a fight with the cartel thugs and starts mowin' them down like overgrown grass.

Now of course Gustavo is fucking terrified and wants more of his boys to back him up. The bar phone starts ringing 'cause his men outside are wondering what the fuck is going on inside, but Bao doesn't want his bar destroyed for the millionth time, so he grabs the phone away from Gustavo and tells him to get the hell out. Gustavo lunges for the phone again, and, well...



Let's just say they got into the wrestling match of the century. Seriously, you'd never have found anything that golden on Pay-Per-View.

[And this was the real deal, not that staged BS on WWF and the like.]

[foundafamily]

[He decides to ignore her reference to "Pay-per-view" (Or is it "paper view"? He can't tell), assuming it's some weird thing exclusive to her world.

He clucks his tongue in disdain.]

You'd think he'd have more dignity.

[tickle_me]

That's the thing with a lot of scumbags like him. They can wear the finest Italian suits around, but that doesn't change the fact that they're walking sacks of shit that'll fall apart if you so much poke at 'em.