ooc log because Shichi wanted it and I like logs

[justicereigns]

Who: Smoker, Allen and open to anyone interested in joining.
When: October 16th. Before or after the kickball so feel free to have to reactions/join in or whatever
What: Smoker and Allen drinking coffee, staring contest and then playing cards.
Why: Because Smoker hates General Cross and wants to prove he's not the same.
Where: Lady Justice's Deck. Docked at Shambun Island.



Smoker poured himself a cup of coffee and one for Allen. Tashigi was on rounds and he had the day free for exercises or whatever random thing he felt like. The town was mostly cleaned up from the month he'd been stationed there so it seemed pointless to wander around town looking for pirates. "Have a seat," Smoker gestured at one of the chairs set up on deck. "Coffee?" He was intending to confuse the recruit and throw him off balance. So far that seemed to be working.

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[stareye-allen.livejournal.com]

Allen paused in this latest round to look closely at Smoker's face. Again, the overly dramatic image of his own dead body floating in the waters flashed through his mind. He grinned, however, and asked half-seriously, "Sir, are you alright?"

[justicereigns]

Smoker tilted his head sideways, the reminder of the bullshit Cross had done to Allen keeping him firmly in control. He had to prove to the kid that he was safe here. At least from his own commander. Too many corrupt marines, someone had to show people good marines still existed. "I'm fine recruit, just shuffle," he gave a smile back he hoped wasn't too menacing and sipped his coffee.

[stareye-allen.livejournal.com]

Allen laughed softly, and he could imagine what was going through Smoker's mind, minus the bit about Cross. Allen had no idea Cross had anything to do with this, even now. He began shuffling. Halfway through, he turned his gaze upon Smoker again and asked another question.
"When do you want to stop, sir?"

[justicereigns]

Smoker shrugged. "Bored already Allen?" Normally Smoker himself would just be overseeing training at this point of day but there really wasn't much to do.

[stareye-allen.livejournal.com]

Allen shook his head quickly. He was merely worried about Smoker's wallet.

[justicereigns]

Smoker had no such concerns about his own wallet. They were playing for low stakes and Smoker had few concerns about running out of money since most of it just went into accounts or cigars or alcohol. He debated upping the stakes to see if that didn't make the cheating more obvious but his restraint was born more out of a loathing for losing.

[stareye-allen.livejournal.com]

Allen took the silence as Smoker wanting to continue playing, and so he did, relentlessly cheating the whole time.
He suspected Smoker knew, and half of why he was cheating was just to humour him.

[justicereigns]

"So when did Cross teach you to cheat?" Smoker smirked lightly, breaking the silence. "Or did you learn that all on your own?"