8357/Accents and Alcohol

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Accents and Alcohol
Date of Scene: 16 July 2019
Location: Harry's Hideaway - Bar - Salem Center
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Nightcrawler, Gambit




Nightcrawler has posed:
    Harry', the watering hole, 'the bar'. It has many names, and they're mostly used by mutants, specifically the ones that keep the place running. There are a some humans, but not a lot, and they often are just fine with the 'regular clientele'

    Kurt is at his usual table, though he has a server stand with a platter next to it. The platter holds his stein - a massive affair, this one carved with the shapes of St. George slaying the Dragon. On the table there are dominos being stacked and placed. So many of them...

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau has been a little more regular at Harry's then usual since he and Rogue called it quits a while back. He's been weaning himself back but tonight he would like to get a little numb. Still he recognizes a familiar face, so rather then heading to the bar he heads over to join the fuzzy blue elf. "Yah planning on playin' a game mon ami? Or just standin' dem up ta knock 'em down?" He asks with a smile.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Blinking and looking to Remy, Kurt shakes his head, "I don't know how to play dominos, ja? Only ever stacked them..." there are quite a few, but then he's able to get upside down and on the wall for angles as needed.
    "Have a seat? Carefully? Maybe I'll let you blast one into the pile to see how big a spray you can make, Mein Freund" he signals to the tender, points at his stein and then at Remy, brow raised.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau grins a little bit and takes a seat. "Ah c'n teach yah some time if yah like. Ah've been playin' since Ah was knee high to a grass'opper." To the waitress he orders "Hefeweizen," leaning back in his seat. When hanging out with a German after all... And besides Hefeweizen is better then no Weizen at all.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Perhaps, ja? It is a Louisiana game then?" head canting to the side as he places another piece. It's hard to tell if it starts at the top or bottom, but likely the former. "Haven't really seen you about, Remy - you doin' alright? Anything besides girls and more girls going for you?" Flashing a razor toothed smile.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau shrugs a bit, "What is it dey say? Not'ing ta get yah ovah de last one like gettin' undah de next one?" Still there is a note of bitterness in his voice at that, though not directed at Kurt personally it would seem. He shakes his head slightly. "More a Sout'ern game in general. It's pretty easy if yah c'n do basic mat'." he says trying to stear the topic away from women.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Well, yeah, I can do basic math... I've taken the remedials since Charles picked me up after all." Kurt stares at the castle, as if deciding if he wants to keep going or not.
    "Been thinking about taking up cards for certain though. None of that texas hold'em crap. Get two cards and then just bluff? Pffft..." he shakes hi head, "Straight or draw, the way it should be."

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau snickers slightly, "Ah've always preferred Omaha ta Texas 'Old 'em, but dats may persoal preference. Still if yah need a tutor some time..." Remy then produces a deck of cards seeemingly from mid air, shuffles them twice, cuts them, shuffles them again and spreads them across the table...still in perfect order.. "Ah be 'appy ta give yah some pointers..

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Watching the cards with a broadening grin, Kurt lifts his stein as another one is brought for Remy, per his earlier pointing - this one bedecked with gothic architecture and a gargoyle on the lid. "Not familiar wit Omaha rules, that like stud? Or closer to texas?" he lifts a domino with his tail and flips it to Remy. "Care to do the honors?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau catches the domino out of mid-air, rolling it across his knuckles like a coin. "It's closer ta Texas, only yah get four cards, of which yah must use two. No more, no less. He eyes the other man's tower for just a moment then flicks it with casual grace. The very light charge he put into the wood causing the structure to first erupt from the inside out before collapsing in on itself.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    It never ceases to delight either when the explosion occurs and then the structure falls. Hands up in loose fists that waggle back and forth. "But again, you have the river the float and whatever else there was. There is less bluffing than stud or draw, no?" Kurt takes another long drink, mug set on the table now with the tower down.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau shrugs a little bit, "A don' t'ink dare is nessicarilly less bluffin' is Hold 'em, just a different style all toget'er. Sometimes yah be bluffin', den sudonly yah back up inta a 'and, where as wit' draw an Stud, de outcome determined pretty much right away."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner frowns a little and nods at that. "Well I can always give it a try sometime I suppose. You looked troubled earlier as well, something the matter Remy?" slowly sweeping the dominos into a fair sized box, watching the Rajin' Cajun for the moment.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau shrugs a little, taking a Asgardian level pull from his beer, he shakes his head but says "Rogue an' Ah broke up. Still trying ta get mah 'ead around it dats all." he sighs, "Been comin' foh a while, still sucks now dat it 'appened."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Ja. I've been there - I know what it is to have to get something understood." he tilts his head to the side, "Maybe I should abuse my status as X-Men consultant and liaison to SHIELD to bring you along, ja?" Kurt's kid widens, "Could always introduce you around, and I know some of the ladies love an accent eh?"