Jesse/Crosshair; "win"
This ship...
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The sheer amount of rage that courses through Jesse’s veins is palpable. It electrifies the air and sets the room on edge, and everyone falls silent except for Crosshair, but he’s usually silent anyway.
Toothpick in hand, Crosshair studies the holograms before him like a map, planning his next three moves before he makes one. It drives Jesse crazy, he clenches his jaw as Crosshair makes his final move, claiming his win.
The ARC Trooper snarls a string of colorful swears that are completely unnecessary and slams his fist on the game board, effectively turning off the holo pieces.
“Don’t worry,” Crosshair taunts and kicks his feet up on the empty board, “I’m sure you’ll get me next time. Or maybe you won’t. Either way, I’ll still be taking you in bed tonight.”