return of the brainkiller

[manofthecity.livejournal.com]

In honor of mentioning she would do it sometime in a Big Back Room Thread, this post exists.

Around the pool table, which is sometimes in the bar and sometimes not, there are many, many people for one pool table.

Carrot Ironfoundersson is sitting on a stool keeping the score (and keeping peace), and next to him is Badger, who is collecting bets. Carrot keeps giving Badger sidelong disapproving looks, but doesn't actually say anything, since gambling is not directly against the Rules.

Greg Sanders is still trying to decide who to bet on -- the underdog keeps changing, see.

Playing are Rose Red, Sariel, Max Evans and Slack -- Thursday Next is hovering, waiting for a chance to get in, and Cole Sear and Kit Rodriguez are watching and sulking, as they were told they're too young to participate.

(Stupid adults.)

Kurt is getting an amazing view from the rafters, and occasionally swiping a strawberry from the bowl Eilinel's holding. Sitting with Eilinel are Sheila and her infant.

In the other corner, Claire Keogh and Mary O'Brien are just talking about pool -- they're both new to it.

And just wait until Tristan Farnon shows up.

[The original purpose behind the multi-pup post returns: help destroy Rue's braincells! Open to all comers, all day, though I do have a couple of classes in there somewhere.]

Comments

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"I think I'll hold off for now. How does this game work?" The clatter of the balls is a bit surprising.

]ooc: is Max blue?]

[crimeandpolitic.livejournal.com]

[yep. pale blue.]

"General object is to take the stick and hit the white ball so that it knocks the other colored balls into the holes. Balls have scores. Game of aim and concentration."

Pool, in two sentences.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"I figured as much. We have a number of games of that nature. None played with actual sticks and balls, though. Or on a level table. But a game's a game." Lando gives a half-smile at the whole notion.

"Lando Calrissian."

[crimeandpolitic.livejournal.com]

"Badger." He makes another checkmark on the notepad in his hand, and continues, pointing at each player, "Rose, Slack, Max and Sariel."

And, the scorekeeper -- "Carrot."

Carrot smiles and waves sociably -- the others aren't paying any attention.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Lando nods back at Carrot.

"You a regular around here?" Lando has turned his attenion back to Badger. He has a sense that Carrot is not much for conversation.

[crimeandpolitic.livejournal.com]

"Rarely. I run my own establishment."

That's a way of putting it.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Your own bar? I've looked into that from time to time. Is it worth the investment?" Lando knows, of course, that the success of such places varies wildly, from world to world and from timeline to timeline.

[crimeandpolitic.livejournal.com]

"A ring, in fact -- billiard, bar, brothel."

He's very proud of it, too.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Well, certainly a brothel would generate stability in the right culture and climate. Very few revenue streams I can think of that are more reliable. Though I know of few worlds that welcome such establishments wher I come from. And the human element is unpredictable."