09-07-2013, 12:20 PM
Jaxen continued to glance over the table at Jon even as the man took the card from Oriena's fingers and wrote down his number. Something about Jon kept drawing the man's attention away from Oriena, something had piqued Jaxen's interest in him, which had led him to invite Jon over to begin with. In the back of Jon's mind he kept telling himself he should be able to connect the chain of causality and deduce what it was. He did this sort of thing for a living, after a fashion. Probably if he was a little more sober it would make more sense to him.
Jon put his glass down and took up a pen in his left hand and with his right retrieved another of the blank white cards. He held it in his palm, concealed from view, and wrote down his number. Then he put it face down on the table in front of him, and turned to Oriena to await her selection of a number. It would be her turn to roll, as well.
Best to start things off on an interesting note.
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Jon put his glass down and took up a pen in his left hand and with his right retrieved another of the blank white cards. He held it in his palm, concealed from view, and wrote down his number. Then he put it face down on the table in front of him, and turned to Oriena to await her selection of a number. It would be her turn to roll, as well.
Best to start things off on an interesting note.
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