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<blockquote data-quote="Watus" data-source="post: 2689696" data-attributes="member: 14589">Catching a glimpse of Gwydion through the crowd, Tuan supresses a grin.&nbsp; The little toad to his left - apparently an arms dealer of some sort - notices, and folds with a curse.&nbsp; The rest of table quickly takes his cue, and Tuan finds himself a little richer.&nbsp; It sometimes pays to develop a reputation at the table.&quot;If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were cheating,&quot;&nbsp; grumbles the toad, looking distinctly put out.Tuan raises an eyebrow and cuffs him on the shoulder.&nbsp; &quot;I'd never cheat a friend,&quot; he grins, somewhat less than reassuringly.&nbsp; He turns to the table and downs the rest of his drink.&nbsp; &quot;Cash me out, Sakrat.&nbsp; I've got some business.&quot;&nbsp; Pushing his chair back, he brushes a lock of graying hair out of his face and gives his old friend a wink.&nbsp; The Sydite glowers menacingly at his retreating back, but grudgingly does has he asks.&nbsp; Tuan's slight form disappears into the crowd almost immediately.-----Gwydion and Saanath lose sight of him in the throng.&nbsp; A moment later Gwydion feels a little sting on his left bicep.&nbsp; Turning, he finds Tuan clutching his right hand in his left and biting his lip.&nbsp; &quot;Ouch!&nbsp; Motherf....&quot;&nbsp; He waves his hand in the air for a second, trying to get himself together.&nbsp; He squeezes back a tear and blows on his hand.&nbsp; &quot;Ugh.&nbsp; Gods!&nbsp; I swear you get bigger every time I see you.&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp; He looks down, carefully checking over his reddened knuckles.&nbsp; &quot;And uglier.&quot;&quot;AND,&quot; he says, suddenly much more self-possesed, &quot;you still owe me 600 credits.&quot;He glances to his left, as if noticing Saanath for the first time.&nbsp; &quot;Hey kid.&nbsp; I'd have thought Greave* taught you better than to hang around with scouts.&quot;-----*Saanath: Did you ever name your mentor?&nbsp; I just made this up.&nbsp; Let me know if it doesn't suit.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Watus, post: 2689696, member: 14589"] Catching a glimpse of Gwydion through the crowd, Tuan supresses a grin. The little toad to his left - apparently an arms dealer of some sort - notices, and folds with a curse. The rest of table quickly takes his cue, and Tuan finds himself a little richer. It sometimes pays to develop a reputation at the table. "If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were cheating," grumbles the toad, looking distinctly put out. Tuan raises an eyebrow and cuffs him on the shoulder. "I'd never cheat a friend," he grins, somewhat less than reassuringly. He turns to the table and downs the rest of his drink. "Cash me out, Sakrat. I've got some business." Pushing his chair back, he brushes a lock of graying hair out of his face and gives his old friend a wink. The Sydite glowers menacingly at his retreating back, but grudgingly does has he asks. Tuan's slight form disappears into the crowd almost immediately. ----- Gwydion and Saanath lose sight of him in the throng. A moment later Gwydion feels a little sting on his left bicep. Turning, he finds Tuan clutching his right hand in his left and biting his lip. "Ouch! Motherf...." He waves his hand in the air for a second, trying to get himself together. He squeezes back a tear and blows on his hand. "Ugh. Gods! I swear you get bigger every time I see you." He looks down, carefully checking over his reddened knuckles. "And uglier." "AND," he says, suddenly much more self-possesed, "you still owe me 600 credits." He glances to his left, as if noticing Saanath for the first time. "Hey kid. I'd have thought Greave* taught you better than to hang around with scouts." ----- *Saanath: Did you ever name your mentor? I just made this up. Let me know if it doesn't suit. [/QUOTE]

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