WHO: Fitcher, Marcoulf, Bartimaeus (+) & YOU WHAT: Ye Olde Catch'all WHEN: Nowish WHERE: Kirkwall, The Gallows, le Misc. NOTES: Starters in comments; if you want something/someone who isn't here, just hit me up and I'll scrape something together.
Laura is listening, but her eyes stay on the pretty, well-worn designs on the cards--until Fitcher directs her attention up once more. She frowns at the woman's nose, this baffling choice to make it flare just a little up and open.
"Yes." Not only because she knows that she is expected to ask, but out of genuine curiosity. (And because she wants to move as far from Fitcher calling her past question clever as possible; that is something she wants to keep for herself, to think about when Fitcher cannot see her do so.)
Laura stares, disbelieving, not unlike the last time Fitcher told her something funny. This time, there's a moment of surprise--and then she smiles, just a little. And she nods.
Ah, now that is pleasant. Chuckling, Fitcher lowers her hand.
"Now, the most important rule of Pig is to know that if you're playing in a group, only one person needs to get four of a kind. If you see someone else put their finger on their nose, you must hurry to copy them. The last person who realizes what's happening is out. So," she says, gathering up their test hands so she might shuffle and deal again. "When you play this with your friends, the joke is to see who is so focused on their cards that they don't notice when the game changes."
"It's a much more complex game that way," she agrees. "But in the most basic sense, it can be done with just the two of us. For the sake of posterity, let us play one round. That way I can be certain you're familiar so that none of your companions think they can cheat you."
Not that they would of course, says the sidelong look and the crooked smile she gives the girl as she deals them both out a series of cards. She gathers her hand up and subtly rearranges it until the pattern of cards satisfies her.
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"Yes." Not only because she knows that she is expected to ask, but out of genuine curiosity. (And because she wants to move as far from Fitcher calling her past question clever as possible; that is something she wants to keep for herself, to think about when Fitcher cannot see her do so.)
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She snorts through her pressed up nose for effect.
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"Now, the most important rule of Pig is to know that if you're playing in a group, only one person needs to get four of a kind. If you see someone else put their finger on their nose, you must hurry to copy them. The last person who realizes what's happening is out. So," she says, gathering up their test hands so she might shuffle and deal again. "When you play this with your friends, the joke is to see who is so focused on their cards that they don't notice when the game changes."
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"That is why you need more than two people," she observes. Her expression turns serious again as Fitcher collects the cards back up.
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Not that they would of course, says the sidelong look and the crooked smile she gives the girl as she deals them both out a series of cards. She gathers her hand up and subtly rearranges it until the pattern of cards satisfies her.
"You may draw first for this round."