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CD leaned one elbow on the bar and rested her cheek on the back of her hand, looking at Blade with an amused expression on her face. "Today? Nope. You're the first. You wanna gold medal for pointing out the painfully obvious? Or were you hopin' fer another kiss?" She patted his head with her free hand, maybe a little harder then was absolutely neccessary.

((Damned homework. Prepare for a...moderately long one.))

((When I work myself up to it. My hands are tired, had to type a lot today.))

((Aww... but James was sitting next to CD... wait, this could end up funny...))

By the time that Blade had come over to the bar James had fallen off the stool and rolled over a few feet. He was a lightweight when it came to alcohol, though he typicaly got over the drunken stupor after a short catnap, but since he had just hit his head he couldn't get any sleep. "Uhh... Meh 'ead 'urts," he he said before he paused while he rolled over again and got a good view of everyones posterior. "Uh, Vlico an Bead, goes away you's running ma veew of teh girls booty, and I dink thad CD haz teh titter one, but teh newz girl haz teh nicer shape, I tink I'd haf ta go wid CD cuz I dun noo teh newz girl."

Lillium grasped his hand, letting him do the shaking, she just gave a firm grip. She gave a gracious nod to her new captain, for a half hour at any rate. The commander should arrive soon. It was driving her mad that she couldn't just kill him. Granted that would be hard with all his comrades around. That Blade made it even harder with goading Valco into a game of pool. She burned a little on the inside from that, but never let it show. Getting Valco away from the group would make her job so much simpler. Still she would have to go along with it for now. She couldn't seem to eager to get him away from the group or something may seem suspicious.

She gave a non-chalant wave to Blade as Valco introduced her before glancing to the fallen over drunkard on the floor who had commented on the shape of her rear end...and the...titness of the other girl's? "Apparently he wants you get get a bra for your posterior..." Lillium said with a small smirk as she sipped her drink casually, watching Valco at the pool table.

Valco lifted his cue stick and sighted down it, making sure that it was at least relatively straight before stepping up to the table, laughing loudly at Blade. "You know, Blade, you might as well walk over to the bar and slap your c**k down onto the counter. Maybe then you'll actually get some attention and we can stop listening to you." He laughed quietly and set up the balls, lining up his own shot carefully. On the break for Modified Paris rules, it was important to not sink anything. Sure, it would be good for a single point, but the goal was not to sink the shots but to sink them in an extravagant manner. On his break the balls all split, nothing going in. "Alright, Blade. Lets see what you can do."

Lillium watched with less apparent interest than she really had. She'd heard of eight ball but not this version of play. Without even moving she accessed a database of information through the implanted communication systems in her head. She looked up the rules, origin, general game play and anything else that pertained to the game. Her research was interrupted by Blade's comment to the small group of women. Lillium's eyebrows arched slightly, honestly they were nothing better than children. "I won't bother commenting on the type of woman who has urges about a man wearing a wedding band on his finger," Lillium missed little and simply sipped her drink. She would never get married but she still saw marriage as something sacred and truly detested people who took it for granted.

At CD's comment Lillium reclined on the bar and polished off the strong drink. "Yes and let's place bets on a pissing contest later as well...I would gladly play the winner however," she added with a smirk, toying with the end of her bull whip once more. In this game it was about style, there was no rule that a pool cue had to be used. At least this game would keep them in one spot long enough for the commander to arrive.

Blade didn't know whether he should have felt hurt by the red head's cold hiss of a reply, or ask her just how exactly she knew he had a wedding ring. Because even though Blade's combat gloves were fingerless, they still covered his ring. It was always easy for people to judge when they knew nothing of the exact circumstances involved, but Blade just decided to shrug it off. "Oh no, I wouldn't do that. Your new female friend over there might cut it off." Blade chuckled in reply to Valco as he circled around the pool table for an effective vantage point. "Y'know, for a fire crotch, you sure know how to give a guy a case of the blue balls!" Blade laughed in light-hearted reply to Lillium. It would probably tick her off, but that was Blade's intention. He hadn't known this woman any longer than a period of five minutes, but already he didn't like her. Lillium's attitude towards him had been nothing but cold and snobby, and she just gave him a bad vibe. "Alright, Valco. You ready for this?" Blade smirked with a cocky swagger as he set his sights on the blue-striped 10 ball, which was just adjacent to the blue-colored 2 ball (ironically). Valco had just set him up for a sure point, as the 10 ball was straight across from the side pocket. But one point alone just wouldn't do. Blade had to sink that 2 ball as well. "Alright..." Blade trailed off as he bent over the table and lined up the shot with his cue stick. "10 ball - left-side pocket; 2 ball - right-corner pocket." Blade announced his bet, aiming the cue slightly diagonal to the top-left corner of the cue ball, just to give it the right angle of spin. Blade steadied the end of the cue stick with his right hand and slid the stick back using his left arm, before... *CRACK* striking the cue ball, sending it shooting into the striped 10 ball, which sent the 2 ball ricocheting into the right-corner pocket, just after the 10 ball was sunk into the side pocket. "BOOYAH!" Blade taunted in triumph. "What's up now?" he teased playfully. Of course, Blade had only made a measly two points, and he knew that the slaughter was soon coming. But he figured he'd better gloat now, while he still had the chance.