[Sodium_noir] Killing Time at Harlequins

[Spikey]

John Black, Matt
Two "old" friends
 
>"As I told Neken, who's in the other room, and
>Emuishere, who's also somewhere in this cesspit, it
>seemed as good a place to be as any."  The embrace
>broke and he stepped back to regard his friend at
>arm's length, hands resting warmly on his shoulders as
>if trying to make sure this was real.

Matt was clearly surprised by the list of names. He felt no need to employ a poker face to hide that.

>"By my ancestors it is good to see you!  And I'm sure
>Meken is going to feel the same way when we surprise
>her.  You gotta come up stairs and join us.  She's
>hanging around a leech and it sucks being polite, not
>to mention some insane chick and a wizard who may not
>have a clue what a good time is."

Matt looks a little ashen, staring back at the table as though parting from it was akin to leaving a warm occupied bed. 

>He painted a picture of humorous desperation, smiling
>all the while, hoping to pull Matt away from the
>tables for a little bit..  "I need a wingman, on
>this."

"I've seen the new crowd Nekhen hangs around with," He began uncertainly. "and I know who they work for as well. Blood truly is thicker than water old friend." 

Again he looks back at the table and his game. John is aware of the agitation and the urge that were building up in Matt. 

"Wouldn't you rather hang around here?"


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