A bit of ttrpg character background done as a warmup today before work.
“What,” her voice is teasing, though it hasn’t lost its softness. “You already lose that deck of cards?”
“With my coat, yeah,” he snorts. “Technically it was yours. I’ll get you a new one when nobody’s trying to kill us.”
She stretches her arms over her head experimentally, then rolls her shoulder. “I should’ve taken a set off those guards. Guards always have cards. It’s so they can play strip-poker during their down-time.”
The joke makes him snort. “All that armor’s too hard to take off on-duty,” he answers. “They’re probably playing Tonk.”
“Tonk is for boring people throwing coins around,” Dani laughs. “Those two had way too much spice for that. I guess a Jarhead would assume Tonk, though.”
“Excuse you,” Jarrett says, letting himself fall back onto the bed. “My boys play Bridge like respectable old people.”
“What do you think we are, nine?”
“Listen, criminal, if we wanted to rob someone we’d just mug them like proper meatheads.”
That gets a sharp laugh from her.
“What would you be playing?” He continues
“Shoot for the moon, baby,” Dani says. “Or maybe Two-Fry.”
Dani preens. “I am a year older than you. You probably play Whist.”
“Typical Hawkwood, too stuffy to even play the version that was modern like. Three thousand years ago.”
He props himself up on his elbow and narrows his eyes at her. “You don’t mess with perfection, Ace.”
