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strangetrip2019-02-13 07:13 pm
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[EP] your game is weak
Loki had bolted almost the moment he heard about a door opening to a new world. Yes, he knew it was temporary, that on previous such openings there was no more chance of escape than there was from the Inn. It was a new place, that was enough to disappear in for... as it turned out, roughly two minutes. It wasn't exactly small, but it was certainly limited.
Fortunately, the festival-like atmosphere was entertaining enough to walk through, and the various games were... interesting. About half of them, he thought, were very clumsily rigged to bilk players. It was obvious enough that Loki rather thought people expected the cheating, that it was meant to be part of the experience. Still, the clumsiness was offensive when there were any number of ways to get the same result without being so obvious.
Naturally, he un-rigged a few of those in passing, and on a couple of the un-rigged games he set a few spells to ensure a higher winning percentage for players than they might otherwise have. Subtly, of course.
He paused briefly at a sort of shoot-the-duck game, pondering what if anything to do to it.
Fortunately, the festival-like atmosphere was entertaining enough to walk through, and the various games were... interesting. About half of them, he thought, were very clumsily rigged to bilk players. It was obvious enough that Loki rather thought people expected the cheating, that it was meant to be part of the experience. Still, the clumsiness was offensive when there were any number of ways to get the same result without being so obvious.
Naturally, he un-rigged a few of those in passing, and on a couple of the un-rigged games he set a few spells to ensure a higher winning percentage for players than they might otherwise have. Subtly, of course.
He paused briefly at a sort of shoot-the-duck game, pondering what if anything to do to it.
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Then she laid down enough money to play for a while and by the time Loki got there had amassed a tidy pile of stuffed animals which she was systematically trading in as she had enough of them to get larger stuffed animals. She set another medium sized stuffed animal on the pile, and noticing Loki she winked and turned back to the ducks.
There was a truly massive bear to be won.
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Just for fun, and because he was in the habit of messing with the games by now, he traced a subtle isa behind his back and chilled time around the ducks, slowing them on their track and making them even easier targets.
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Time lord DNA, the gift that never stopped giving.
She smiled, and picked off the entire row winning another medium stuffed animal, then handed over three more of that size to upgrade to a large stuffed animal and while it was being retrieved she turned to Loki and tilted her head.
“Thank you,” she had zero issue with cheating in this instance, or really ever.
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She didn’t mind if he did fix it, she’d had her fun confounding and annoying the man running the game now there was just the goal to be met.
“I never had a stuffed animal as a child. At least I don’t think I did.” She said toying with one of the large stuffed animals she’d already amassed. Large parts of her life were, hazy and not altogether something she fully remembered.
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He handed the gun back to River with a smile. "I never did, either. Stuffed animals aren't an Asgardian thing, so much. Or at least weren't a me thing."
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She slid the right money across the wooden counter, then tested her aim with the gun before taking out another row of ducks, paused then did a second, then a third.
“One more set and I should be able to trade all the way up.” The man running the game took her money with a sigh and she did it all again.
Soon she was being presented with a bear that was taller than she was.
“I don’t think I had a plan for transporting it back to the inn,” she told Loki with a laugh as she hefted the thing in a massive plastic bag to test the weight. Luckily she was stronger than she looked even if both hearts might get a workout.
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Then with another wink at him she picked a pair of twenty something men from the crowd, approached with the bear, purposefully stumbling so one of them had to catch her. Then after a few moments of teasing banter she'd handed the bear off, and the young men were carrying it away.
"They'll make sure I get it back later," and that it got back to the inn.
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It had been more about the winning, than what she would do with the bear later.
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Her tone implies that this is something she has actually done.
Because, it is.
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[ooc: Sorry for the delay, life and illness got in my way. Feel free to fade if you'd rather not continue due to how long its been.]