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[alwaysruns]

[Kara's casually draped at her table, nursing a beer, smoking a stogie. Thank the gods for those base creature comforts. Still, she looks a little bored at the moment. Because there is one thing lacking in her life. Well many things, but at the moment, it's the lack of card night. Hope her roomies don't mind some company because she's about to invite everyone over, more or less.]

You know what this place needs? Card night.

[Seriously, she misses wiping the floor with the other folks on Galactica and feeding her gambling habit.]

Anyone else around here even play, other than Remy? We can't be the only ones around here, am I right?

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[alwaysruns]

That's a good start. We'll work our way through those and go from there.

[Or gee, Kara, you could keep it in your pants long enough to learn his name. Naaaaah.]

Your place or mine?

[bloodyantivan]

[Zevran laughs aloud at that. He's done the 'no names' thing more than a few times, but... he is different now.]

Ah! I do so love a woman who knows what she wants, and happy as I am that it could be me, alas. [He clears his throat. He's so used to his outrageous flirtation being met with unimpressed glaring or outright disgust or amusement that he's actually a little bit rusty at handling someone replying in kind.

And more than being rusty, this is the first time he's needed to turn an offer down.] There are some gambles I am more than willing to undertake, but there is a saying: never bet anything you are unwilling to lose. And there is very much a person who fits that description. I cannot lose them just to play a game, as entirely enticing as it is.

I would be happy to teach you Antivan, knifeplay, or dance moves. I am possessed of an overabundance of sultry words and glances and all manner of eyebrow-raising teases, but I am afraid it must remain in the realm of friendly repartee. If this bothers you, I will stop.

[alwaysruns]

Only bothers me because I was lookin' forward to it. Guess I'll have to take what I can get.

[Kara clears her throat nervously though, then forces the uncomfortable thoughts trickling up to go away with a grin. She's risking losing Sam every time she does... well what she does. Especially with Lee. Or anyone else. And the idea rather terrifies her, but it doesn't stop her either.]

[bloodyantivan]

So, barring our tragically nonexistent twist, when might I meet you to play cards? [A smile.]

[alwaysruns]

How about tonight I teach you the basics and then come back last Thursday of the month.

[bloodyantivan]

You have a deal, friend. Where might I meet you?

[alwaysruns]

My place. I'm in 707.