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Sheppard is seated at a booth with a beer and the deck of cards the Bar gave him. He frowns at the cards he has set out in front of him, biting his lip a bit as he thinks. It seems that the game of solitare has got him stuck.

Who wants to offer ~~not so~~ helpful suggestions?

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"Yeah, you've got a point. Where're you from?"

"At the moment, Paris"

"Never been there. What's it like?"

"Pretty much like any major city, just filled with the French."

"Makes sense. Sounds better than Anarctica, anyway, which is where I used to be. Lived there long?"

"This time around I have been there a few months. How long have you been in the Pegasus galaxy?"

"Over a year now. It's been...interesting."

"Do tell." She inquires. SHe calls a wait-rat over "You want anything?"

"Well, between the man-eating aliens, the non-man eating but still hostile aliens, getting ships hot and stuck in the gates, and just general weird crap, it's been interesting." He shakes his head. "Nah, I'm fine."

Amanda orders another Dragon. "That sounds more interesting than here."

"Yeah, and also more dangerous. But I guess that's kinda expected."

"Exploration always is."

"Yeah. Especially when there's the whole man-eating aliens thing."

"That can be a problem, what are they called?"

"Wraith. They're kinda part human, part bug, and they see us all like walking meals. Not nice people."

"DOesn't sound like it. Do you know how to kill them?"

"Yeah, but it can be hard. Bullets will work, but sometimes you need a lot of them."

"Are you going to deal the cards or what?, So who are you teaching blackjack to?"

"Huh? Oh, right. What were we planning on playing, anyway?" He looks down at the cards for a moment, then back to her. "Lincoln. Shorter than I am, brown hair, kind of naive?"

"Why don't we play blackjack?"

"Sounds good. You want to be the dealer, or should I?"

"EIther way works for me" she orders some chips from bar.

He shrugs. "I can do it." Sheppard idly begins to shuffle the cards.

The chips arrive and Amanda deals them out.

[OOC: This is fun but her mun needs to go to bed so could we please either tag tomorrow or wrap it up.]

Sheppard nods at dealing of the chips, and gives the cards one last shuffle before starting to set them out. Let the games begin.

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