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Magnum Dance (daisukejigen) wrote in mirage_rpg,

Jigen stood for a moment looking at the table and thinking. He brushed his beard so that it rasped against his palm, and finally took his cigarette from his lips and blew out a cloud of blue smoke that twirled around the pool table.

"You get better only by playing," he mused darkly as an answer.

As he moved by the table again brining the cigarette back to his lips, he asked, "What exactly have you and this Marcus tried in order to get out of here?"

As he spoke, the cigarette shook and shred some ash on his shirt, but he wiped it off non-chalantly and bent over to aim with the stick. The white cue ball hit the eight ball, this time, but only to bring it in motion to push another one of his solids to a pocket in the corner. After a while of pondering, he shot the cue ball to the far end of the table trying to pocket another one, but missing in the end making it Tonks' turn again.