[Sodium_noir] Killing Time at Harlequins

[Bill]

> 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?"
>
John sighed.  "You know my feelings towards the
parasites of humanity, the leeches especially.  But
Nekhem is our Sister, and I will not now nor will I
ever make a move against those she considers
important.  That doesn't make her any less important
to me."

He looked around, "As for staying here," he gave Matt
a look that could only be described as humorously
suspicious.  "In less than 24 hours I've run into
three very old and dear friends.  Do you really think
I'm in any condition to gamble?  You will not trick me
tonight, old friend.  Besides . . ." he looked around
in distaste, "the aura of this place has too much in
common with its owner, rot and decay.  No good can
come from playing here, and luck will exact too high a
price."

He turned his attention back to Matt.  "Let's go
upstairs and enjoy Nekhem's company, and endure the
presence of the others.  Tomorrow we rest, and
tomorrow night."  An evil smile spread across his
face, "We shall truly celebrate as gods like us are
meant too."  John tried to impart in his words the
promise of adventure and debautury that only an
Undying could truly appreciate.

If Matt agreed, it would buy some time to find out
what was wrong.

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Last night I stayed up late playing poker with Tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died. -- Stephen Wright


		
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