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[i_ship_it]

Sometimes, the best stuff you can scavenge from an abandoned house isn't canned food or bottled water. That stuff's great and all, but sometimes making your own entertainment just gets boring. Shadow puppets and charades have a very limited shelf life.

But Uno? Uno is great for as long as everybody manages to keep their temper and not kick the deck across the room.

"Ha! Skip you!" Dodger crows, slapping down a blue card. "And skip you again! Oh, I'm sorry, it's my turn again. Now draw four."

While she laughs at her own cruel stunt, Mark sits on the floor opposite her and just glares for a long time, before slowly reaching to the deck to grab his cards.

[ooc: Two pups; tag in, get them both!]

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[shakemyhand]

Guide strides from the exterior of the Bar towards the garage. He prefers the derelict hive ship rather than the rooms that he could rent. However, the game catches his eye. He towers nearby while watching the round.

[i_ship_it]

Dodger looks up and freezes. That is not a face that looks friendly, and she isn't sure what to do about it. This place is supposed to be safe, but that's just freaky and definitely does not look safe.

[justmark]

Mark notices Dodger go quiet before he notices they're being watched. He looks up at Dodger, and then up at what she's looking at. He remembers this guy. Things didn't go so well the last time they met. Dodger's probably right to look like she's about to get up and run away.

"Got your bat?" he asks, already reaching for his machete. Just in case.

[shakemyhand]

Guide senese the fear, both in their actions and mental projections.

"This is a game?" he asks.