Jan 23, 2011 05:27
[Oh look, he's not dead! And he is, in fact, exactly where you might expect to find him, i.e. a pub. In front of Gojyo on the table is a pint of beer, but at the moment he's focusing instead on shuffling a stack of cards.]
Y'know, it gets kinda dull just winning money off the citizens. They keep whining about us refugees cheating and how we're a stain on their perfect little city or whatever. They do have a lot of money, I guess, but it always seems to end in them trying to get me kicked out.
[Still shuffling, he parts the stack in half, bending them against each other and-- nearly drops a few cards.]
--Shit.
[And then he's back to shuffling, like nothing happened, and the next time he attempts the trick it's successful.]
I had a thought, thought. There's gotta be more poker players among all the refugees, too. I mean, there's a hell of a lot of us by now. So why the fuck don't I see more of you guys here?
C'mon. I need someone new to play against. And hell, I don't even mind if you don't got any money to bet, we can always just come up with something else you could give me.
[And there's a brief leer into the Guide, before he grins and switches the feed off.]
sha gojyo