[Closed] Video games, go!

[knight_2000]

Who: Kenzi (sawyourwolfjunk) and Kitt (knight_2000)
What: Video games
When: Right then and there
Where: Their room. 601
Rating: PG?

For some silly reason, Kenzi actually thought she might be able to best Kitt at video games. KITT! Former computer? It was going to be a bloodbath.

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[knight_2000]

So win/win either way, then. "You're saying you won't need a good bribe?"

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"A bribe, you say? Tell me more about this bribe."

[knight_2000]

"If you lose. A bribe to be a good loser. If you're a good loser, you won't need one." He looked over at her, a smile playing around the corners of his mouth. "But if you aren't, the I'll have to ply you with bribery gifts. Alcohol? Chocolate? You tell me what would work."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Both of those sound good." Oh, he was catching on quick, he was. "Of course, you could be a lousy winner. Then what, huh?"

[knight_2000]

He threw her a look of mock disbelief. "It won't matter. I'll have won." Obviously. "I'll be sure to stock up on both."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Oh ho... you're going to be a horrible winner, aren't you?"

[knight_2000]

What was it that they said? Payback was a bitch? No matter that there wasn't anything to pay back, as aside from bumps in the road he wasn't minding the whole losing thing. But if he won, he was going to enjoy it.

Smirk. "I'm rather fond of winning, let's say."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Oh yeah? Then how about we change the game and find something you might be able to win at. And up the ante?" Kenzi was a betting girl... and this was too good to pass up.

[knight_2000]

"You're hilarious. You've also got a bet. What were you thinking?" Their friendship was going to consist of trying to outdo each other at every turn.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Well, you suck at video games, so what are you good at, hmm?"

[knight_2000]

"I don't suck at video games. I'm just not very good at this one. Yet." What was he good at like this? Besides massages, oh dear. "I'm good at chess, poker, blackjack... " He rattled off a list of things for her to choose from. Ones that he was pretty sure weren't affected by his change.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Poker?" Don't think of strip poker. Don't think of strip poker. Don't thi-- crap.

"I can do poker. We need chips, though. Or something to wager."

[knight_2000]

"Poker it is." He liked poker. This was going to be a good opportunity. "More slave time. Or less. If I win, the time is reduced from two weeks to... ten days? And if you win, which you won't, I'll add four more days to my time."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She grinned. "Is this per hand? Or for the whole night in general? Because, we need to establish that, Kittikins."

[knight_2000]

Damn. She was getting down and serious. "Per hand. Let's live dangerously." The last time he'd been over-confident he'd earned two weeks of hard labor. He'd play it smooth this time. Pretend he wasn't concerned, even if he was. A bit. Not that much.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"You are on. Cards, cards, we need cards."

[knight_2000]

"Cards are on you. You suggested something different." There was a smug tone in his voice.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She pointed a finger at him, scowling. "Don't you sass me, mister. I'll get cards. You see if I don't."

And she was going to start rummaging through everything, looking for a deck of please let them be there cards. "AHA!"

[knight_2000]

He wasn't moving from the couch. In fact, he'd gotten comfortable. Amused. "Oh. You've found some." Non-chalantly.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She held a deck triumphantly over her head, waggling them at him. "Damn rights I have. And you are going to be mine until you're old and grey, Mr. Carface. I'd look in to working on your arm muscles, because you are going to be my designated masseuse for eons."

[knight_2000]

Funny she should mention that, he was thinking of looking into some self-defense classes, or learning how to street-fight. Probably both. Someone at the castle had to know how to do those things. But he wouldn't do it just so he could massage her at her whim. He practically snorted at the idea.

His smile was pleasant. "That massage parlor will look good with your name on it."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

He got a drawn out laugh at that. "Oh, no. No, no. The only one who's going to be slaving away here is you, Kitt-Katt. Suck it up, buttercup, and learn to be content with your new master."

[knight_2000]

The snort became a reality. "Oh, please." Should they go all out? Alcohol and cigars, snacks and suspenders? He offered her his hand. "Good luck. You'll need it."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"You might want to save some of that, bud."

She came over to the couch, taking her seat back and opening the deck, starting to shuffle with a few trick moves, just to put him on edge.

[knight_2000]

He inclined his head, playing into the role. Carface the mafia don. He watched her passively, willing himself to betray nothing.