trans_9 | He's a Gambling Man

Jr. had no particular destination in mind before he entered the city. He figured when he got there he would decide whether or not he was more in the mood for a stop by the Drunken Dragon or the Tea House - there were sure to be people in either one of them. Little did the red-head know, however, that he was in for quite a big surprise as he made his way through. He remembered hearing about how these other structures showed up in the city. Seemingly out of nowhere, as if the places were simply cut away from their own universes. Just like his mecha, the E.S. Asher had simply been there, waiting for him in the hangar. Weapons like that he could understand, but why would the ship take buildings? Temples and parks?

A flash of blue caught his eye, and he turned to a building he hadn't noticed before. Or maybe he had noticed it, but it had simply been empty and easily dismissible. It certainly didn't look that way now, and for a moment Jr. just ... stared. Completely baffled by the small, but familiar blue sign next to the entrance. In a bright cyan color read the words "GAME ROOM." Just like...

Just like on the Durandal... There was a moment-- a short, short moment when he figured year right, this place can't be here. But just as quickly, he remembered how many other places showed up out of nowhere. Jr. walked up to the entrance - it felt like such a long time since he saw that sign - it was a strange, bittersweet feeling. Of all the places to show up... And then he opened the door to step inside, and it felt just like home again. This was one of his favorite places to pass the time on his foundation's enormous red (and appropriately named) flagship.

The walls were a light and happy blue, the area itself rather techy and futuristic-looking. Lined along one wall were a few slot machines, and up a small staircase to the right was an oh so familiar rounded poker table. In another corner stood what appeared to be a game. The screen flashing "A.G.W.S. Battle," Jr. recognized it as the 3D versus mecha game he remembered from home. Pretty fun, he thought, and a good way for anybody bored to pass the time if they weren't much into the luck and gambling side of things. Every once in a while a small flicker of light could be seen in the air, like that of a firefly. Environmental Bugs - tiny little nanomachines whose job it was to keep the room in shape.

Jr. walked over to sit in one of the chairs set around the poker table. It felt a little lonely in the silence without any of the troops walking around - so many of them loved coming in here to pass the time with him. And without the 100-Series, who he had taught and had been teaching how to play, they were getting so much better at it, too. He reached down to grab his omnicomm, fingers tapping away as he typed out a quick message. A place like this deserved to feel lively, just like he was used to it being.

[] OOC: Here's a reference post. o/ []

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Allenby grinned and headed for the game. Oh, yeah. Looked like a mobile suit fighting game--not as fun as a full combat simulator, but those weren't easy to find anyway. She began toggling with the controls. "Sure looks it. So hey, does it have a two-player mode?"

Oh, right. "I'm Allenby, by the way. What's your name, kid?"

"It does!" Jr.'s smile then turned into a smirk. "But I should warn you, I've got some experience playing it."

He followed Allenby over to the game. "I'm Jr.-- Gaignun Jr."

"Perfect! I wouldn't want it to be too easy," said Allenby with a cocky grin. She shifted to the side so Jr.'d have enough room to step up. "Nice to meet ya, Jr. Show me what you got!"

"I should be saying that to you!" he retorted cheerfully.

Toggling through the different mechs and armament choices, most of them Jr. was already familiarized with, even if he hadn't actually piloted an A.G.W.S. in quite some time. Not when the E.S.s were a lot bigger and powerful. So Jr.'s choice of machine and equipment went fast.

"Yeah? Well, we'll see." Allenby had never played this particular game before, but she'd hit every arcade she found while traveling Earth, so she figured she had a good shot anyway.

She took more time than Jr. in customizing hers, picking a build that was swift and powerful. "Okay! Ya ready, Jr.?" she said once she was done.

"Let's do this!"

Three, two, one, Begin! And when the game started, Jr.'s A.G.W.S. veered off to the left behind a small pile of debris. Instead of stopping there, however, it kept moving, passing it and heading around some trees.

Allenby sent her A.G.W.S. after that clump of trees, firing into it in an attempt to drive Jr.'s mech out into the open. Good tactic, but she much preferred an open fight to sneaking around.

A couple of light-distanced hits, but in Jr.'s case worth it in the hopeful long run. The A.G.W.S. disappeared behind the nearby building -- whether it kept on moving or not beyond that Allenby was going to have to see for herself. One thing Jr. had an advantage with was knowing the game well enough to sneak around to get in some surprises.

Allenby tried an experimental jump or two with her unit, but it wasn't enough to clear the building. Too bad these weren't Gundams. Well, fine then. She ran around the corner of the building, guns blazing--subtlety? Who needed that?

But Jr.'s A.G.W.S, by that time, was nowhere to be seen around the corner. It was currently swerving in and about the alleyways between the building and other structures.

"You're pretty sneaky, aint'cha?" Allenby said as she dove into the alleyways, seeking Jr.'s unit. "But instead of showin' me how well you can hide, why not lemme see if you can fight?"

Baiting him? Why yes, yes she was.

He's a Gambling Man - [OPEN]

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sorry for the laaaate ._.;;

It's all good! o>

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