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Toshiko Sato ([personal profile] ex_sorted385) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2012-10-23 11:12 am

Rec Room, OTA

CHARACTERS: Toshiko Sato and YOU
LOCATION: the Rec Room with the pool tables
WARNINGS: nothing unless you need a warning for handwaved pool playing
SUMMARY: Pretty much some people playing pool and talking.
NOTES: There are no rules to this log, feel free to team up and play or just grab someone to talk to. Make your own open threads if you want to claim a table and try to get a game going. BYOB. ;)


Toshiko has made sure the felt is clean, the cues are lined up, and the balls are racked. Now the only thing missing is someone to come and play.
jilt: (teacups.)

OTA.

[personal profile] jilt 2012-10-27 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Irene Adler doesn't know how to play pool.

So her presence here is really more of an observational one, because if this is what everyone's going to be doing then surely she should be here to see if its something she wants to invest her time in. It was much the same with cards, back when she was much younger and newly come to her chosen life. She'd sat aside her first husband and watched him play until she'd picked up the rules and then she'd quietly bested him and his friends all at once.

That had been a good night.

So perhaps pool would be much like that, she reasons, and so she perches upon a stool and watches the play, mentally ticking off form and theorizing the rules as she does.
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[personal profile] jilt 2012-10-29 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
They're all so forward, these people of the future. Irene does often mourn for the loss of manners, but really, there are bigger things to concern herself with. No use missing what can't be retrieved, isn't that what's said of it?

"Never. One of the drawbacks of being so far behind the rest, I'm afraid."

Being from the past, it's a huge drag.
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[personal profile] jilt 2012-11-07 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
If Irene were to play, which she'd not yet decided, she planned on playing very well. Do anything poorly, it wasn't really possible for Irene, unless she meant to. Perfection, it was something she couldn't stop herself striving for.

"Irene. It's a pleasure.

And she does take the offered hand, grip firm. She's not attempting to impress, not really, but first impressions are everything, aren't they?