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~ Etiquette for Gentlemen; or, Short Rules and Reflections for Conduct in Society, by A Gentleman, 1847
TLDR; if a clergyman is tricked by a dinner invitation into entering a home where adults are playing cards, he should be a gentleman and leave immediately. Then - still being a gentleman - he should tell all the host's friends and neighbors how she tricked him before finally telling her to her face that she is not a lady and he will forever more hold her in contempt.
Rook.
Just Imagine...
Deal for the World
"Deal 'em up, big boy," Gabriel exclaims confidently.
The round table is full of suits and ego. No glance is safe. All is not safe tonight as the moon sits high.
Loki hands cards to his double. Eyeing him cooly, he knew the last hand should have been the final. The two shift the cards, contemplating.
"20 passes to entirety of Vegas and a corrupt soul," Loki bets simply.
Gabriel chuckles, ever the bluffer.
"All in."
Loki gawks. "What all of it? The equivalent of all the land?"
"Ah yup."
"I'll call, you slimy--"
"Don't get testy. I just like to live on the edge."
With a coy smirk, Gabriel reveals a pair of Winchesters.
"Damn!" Loki's toss revealing an Abaddon and Rowena.
"Tsk, tsk. Close but no cigar here, my friend. Pay up. Gotta bounce."
Handing over a glinting green and blue gem, Loki scoffs.
"What do you need with the whole world?" Loki asks exasperated.
Gabriel goes to the floor to ceiling paned window looking at the glistening night sky. He is smiling while rolling the gem absently.
"Oh, it is just enough to get me back home."
In a blink, Gabriel is up among the stars.
Suptober Day 13 | Stargazing
Why won't the headcanon, where Silver in his future joins a group calling themselfs the "Steampunkers", leave my mind?
They like playing with special cards Like in Yu-Gi-Oh.
Margaret and the Melodrama
Chapter Seven
On the fourth day of Christmas the general assembly desired nothing so much as a card party. Tables were arranged and many decks of cards were found throughout the house, but not quite enough for everyone to play at once. So, as Margaret sat to the side, watching others make their rubbers and arranging ribbons into adornments fit for a fairy queen, another abstainer from the games sat down next to her.
“Are you only planning to rehearse with Mr. Abington?”
“No,” Margaret responded. “If anyone else would like to join me, they need only ask, Captain Carter. Does Bottom need his Queen?”
The captain smirked at that. “If only he could hold on to her. Let’s give him his moment in the sun, shall we?”
As they removed to the library she could see Mr. Abington watching her out of the corner of his eye.
The library was in the process of being re-arranged into the shape of a theatre and Captain Carter and Miss Dashwood took some time to admire and predict how it may eventually unfold. While it had been all the Captain’s idea, he suddenly seemed reluctant to begin. But finally, after several suggestions, he acquiesced, and the two began to rehearse.
Despite his dashing demeanor, Miss Dashwood found him a rather poor rehearsal partner. He stumbled over words, skipped over lines, and seemed, in general, to have trouble with playing his part. Finally, he sighed and sat down, his head in his hands. “I’m sorry,” he admitted. “I’ve always had trouble with this.”
“With what?”
He waved his script in the air. “With reading. To myself and aloud. I’m not dumb, I promise. But books…”
“That must have been hard growing up.”
“Indeed,” he sighed. “When I left school, it was only in small part to escape Abington. It was mostly because of this affliction.”
“I see,” Miss Dashwood said and came to sit next to him. “What about memorization?”
He raised his head a little. “I’m quite good at that.”
“Well, instead of rehearsing our scene together, why don’t we just work on you learning your lines? I’ll read your parts to you and we can repeat them until they stick for you. Then, once they’re memorized, you won’t have to worry about reading them anymore.”
“Would you do that?”
“Of course.”
@janeuary-month
Card playing - or check on luck
for @janeuary-month - day 13 - card playing
Fandom: Pride & Prejudice (1995) modern au Pairing: Elizabeth Bennet & Fitzwilliam Darcy Rating: T Words: 1204
The bus came to a halt before the Hotel, and the passengers emerged to get to their rooms. “Excuse me Sir, but I believe this is my room.” The girl standing behind Darcy tilted her head and her brown locks dangled around her face reminding him of the snakes on Medusa’s head. “You must be mistaken.” His voice tired and annoyed didn’t leave any space for misunderstanding. “This is my room.”
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Hi guys,
as mentioned I'm taking a new round of my snapshots and here's an example for continuing or so. lol
We start with Johnny from last year:
And now following with the crew from this year:
And Mike gets a special place. *grins*
Well, I hope you like them.
With my continuing counting I'm over 8,300 snapshots meanwhile. It might still increase - since I'm only in S2, again.
Enjoy!
P.S.: A new picture update might happen on my free day. Or Gifs. Haven't decided yet.
