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András Lázár. Crown Prince of Hungary.

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rheamarcella:

Rhea shrugged at the question as she turned with her drink in hand “Card games? What type?” she wondered walking closer to the table “I feel like I’m good at scamming people, never see it coming from this face and all you know? But I’d have to like- know how to strategise and shit. That’s not for me. I’m more a scream at the controllers and click all buttons kinda gal.” she said with a struggle before sitting down with a big grin up at the man “I love to see a grown man cry how ever. Clears my skin, puts shine in my hair and rehabilitates my life support. I have lived a thousant years on grown man tears” she joked.

“I think everyone just pretends there’s strategy involved. I mean, there’s strategy books and stuff but they’re all either just common sense or far too complicated.“ He explained, hoping to sound as convincing as possible. In reality, he knew that there were people who did understand the proper way to strategise, but chose to try and convince himself otherwise for the sake of his pride. “I respect that. Next time I feel like crying, I’ll be sure to let you know. Either that or I can just send the tears in the mail. Whatever suits you best.” He played along, feigning seriousness. “I feel like this is the part where you tell me that you’re actually 600 years old, and you’ve kept yourself young via the harvesting of grown man tears.”

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dgmntlv:

Taking the empty seat next to Andras, Diego shook his head. “Well it’s your lucky day. I think there’s enough alcohol in my system to make me a completely shitty player and your dream of winning a game may come true.”

“Ah, good call. Blame the alcohol and then it’s not really your fault if you lose. I respect that.” Andras laughed, “Well, I suppose you could just be trying to lull me into a false sense of security, but I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.”

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xonrb:

“That’s a very, very big request,” Noor said, leaning forward and resting her chin in her hand, elbow on the table, “Asking me to sacrifice my pride for yours. And big requests have prices.” She was teasing, but it was always so difficult to tell.

“I wouldn’t call it a big request. I’m hardly asking for the secret to eternal life here.” Andras responded with a slight laugh. “What’s the price? A kidney or something? Any harvestable organ? My first born child?”

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xsui:

“I guess it depends what kind of card games,” Sui said, sliding into the seat next to the man. “But I guess that doesn’t matter very much. I’ve never really played cards before, so you probably would beat me anyway.”

“Somehow I don’t believe that.” Andras challenged, folding his arms. “I reckon you’re a card shark. You’re secretly really good. I’ve fallen for that trick one too many times, and I’m not falling for it again.”

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julongpuren:

“i’m actually really good at poker, but i can’t play blackjack if my life is on it. so maybe you want to try some backjack?” ju long smiled and sat.

“Now I have to figure out if you’re telling the truth or if you’re just using reverse psychology to make me think that you’re terrible at blackjack, but it’ll turn out that you’re actually absurdly good at it.”

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vanmordane:

     “What’s the fun in that?” She asked, one brow arched and a smik on her lips. “Is it poker or…? What will you bet?”

“The fun for me is the winning, and the fun for you would be the joy of knowing that you were a key component in my winning. That’s friendship.” Andras chuckled, well aware that his argument didn’t really hold up. “See, I’ve read books about the best amounts to bet and how to know when the best time to increase is, and they’re all ridiculously confusing. Half the time, I just guess.”

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hrhaphrodite:

“Come on.” Aphrodite let out a long, dramatic sigh. She heard everything he said but nothing seemed to stick and it all just went out the other ear. “I have tons of funny jokes. Even the best comedians, like I, have off days.”She shrugged and drank from her drink. “I feel like you need to loosen up. Come on, have another drink and let’s get on the dance floor.”

“The best comedians have two good tours and then they all go downhill and start purposefully causing controversy for the sake of staying relevant. And everyone knows that as a royal, controversy is very bad and that’s why half of us try too hard to be good people and the other half go off the rails completely.” Andras explained, hardly acknowledging the tangent that he had went off on. All of his thoughts seemed a whole lot more profound when he had been drinking, and he often wouldn’t realise that he would probably be better off keeping his mouth shut. “Don’t even suggest dancing. I physically cannot. I look like the token weird guy at a party that no one knows.”

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yi-haekyung:

She found it odd that a prince was feeling so disappointed about such a thing. Hae-Kyung was under the impression that he had people to fix trivial things like she did, but she guessed she was wrong. “I don’t gamble in that way.” She answered with a smile. “I’m surprised that you didn’t find a staff member to play with you. I’m sure that it’s a good pass time for them.”

“You’re quite right, I should get a staff member to do it. They would probably have let me win without me having to ask. It would’ve saved my pride a bit.” He acknowledged, his tone teetering somewhere between humorous and serious.

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venushabsburg:

‘ mostly astronomy this time around, a subject that is intriguing me at the moment. ’

“Please tell me you don’t buy into the whole star sign thing? I don’t know much about astrology but I’m sure that must be involved somewhere.”

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zoeysonderburg:

“I guess I can say I am.” the princess said, looking at the man with a raised eyebrow and sat where he silently asked her to. “Oh, I don’t let other people win, too selfish to do it. But if you don’t really want to lose we can play doubles poker.”

“Selfishness is a sin, you know.” He pointed out, only half joking, before raising his eyebrow to mimic her expression. “What’s our strategy then?”

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catarinamacalpin:

“I happen to be excellent at card games.” Cat replied with a grin as she took the offered seat. “I do not think it would be worth crying over if you lose though. That’s a bit extreme. I don’t really like to let others win things because because I think it teaches bad values. I guess if you really need me to though I will let you win.”

“Yeah, overreacting is about as extreme as I get. Bear Grylls doesn’t have anything on me.” Andras joked, only then remembering that his overuse of hyperbole was something that he needed to keep an eye on. “I’m an adult man, I think my values are all pretty much set in stone by now. You don’t need to worry about setting a bad example.”

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brucemacalpin:

Bruce couldn’t help but laugh at the other man’s words. “Yes, I can let you win.”

“Good man.” Andras smiled, patting the other man on the back. “It’s got to be convincing though, or else I’ll end up looking stupid. I expect an Oscar worthy performance. Better yet, I want someone else to win an Oscar for playing you in the biopic of my life that they’ll make in 40 years or something.”

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arnauldorleans:

“I’m rather good at a handful of card games. It really depends on which one you want to play,” Arnauld told him, his eyes narrowing briefly at the other man’s boldness. “If I lost on purpose, wouldn’t that just make you feel pathetic?”

“Not really, no. I’m all for feeling pathetic if everyone else thinks I won.” Andras answered almost too quickly, as if to prove a point. He wasn’t entirely sure if he believed what he had just said, but he couldn’t go back on it now. “How others perceive you is much more important than how you perceive yourself. Wouldn’t you agree?”

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“Are you any good at card games?” Andras asked, tapping the seat next to him as an invitation to sit down. “If I lose again today, I will genuinely cry. Basically, I’m asking you to let me win.”

[halloweentowntm]

‘ it’s really SOMETHING isn’t it? ’ ariele eye the passing waves, watching the broad horizon ahead of them. ‘ think i’d rather sleep out on the deck than in my cabin, y’know? is there such a thing as too much luxury? ’

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“Yeah, you’re quite right.” Andras nodded in agreement. He had never cared much for that sort of thing, but he could appreciate a nice landscape when he saw one. “I don’t think sleeping on the deck would be a good idea, though. I mean, I’m all about appreciating the sky without light pollution, but I wouldn’t go that far.”

[hrhaphrodite]

“Alright, alright, I promise this one is good,” Aphrodite took a sip from her drink before speaking. “Why don’t they play poker in the jungle? There are too many cheetahs,” she said before bursting out in laughter. Aphrodite was a lightweight when it came to drinking, she’d barely taken two shots and was already drunk. “Man, I should become a comedian,” she spoke between tears and laughter.

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“No, no, no. Cheetahs don’t live in the jungle. Don’t let that shitty Tarzan movie fool you. Mel Gibson has lied to us all. Don’t trust him. He’s also a racist apparently. I don’t know.” Andras responded, in all seriousness. He was sober enough to recognise that he was talking absolute crap, but not sober enough to stop himself. “Actually no, Braveheart was Mel Gibson, not Tarzan. Nevermind.” He corrected after a moment of consideration. “In the nicest way possible, I think comedians need better jokes than that.”

[longlivehisako-deactivated20171]

“Hm?” Hisako lifted her sunglasses and sat up from the lounge chair, blinking the sleep away before giving up and wiping it away with her fingers,  “Oh jeez, I fell asleep. What time is it?”

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“It’s three-ish, I think.” Andras answered, despite the fact that he had absolutely no idea what time it actually was. “Lucky you woke up. With those sunglasses on you’d have ended up with a brilliant tan line on your face. Or burn line, probably. Same difference. A burn would’ve been funnier.”