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The ghost face-palmed, covering his wide eyes and a smile. It was severely disappointing to the slimer since he went against his gut for something his head was wanting. It was a battle in his consciousness of his body parts, which particularly really had no thoughts at all. But the scale was leaning towards the thought of collecting every token; he was a hoarder after all.

He calmly placed his palms back down on his lap.

“I’ll stick with scepters please.”

The boil waved a hand as the ghoul was leaving them, with two of his favors. He then wondered what she would want from him.

Enzo beamed, clapping his hands with a delighted laugh. "This game's the cat's pajamas, man. Alright, Crowns, just outta' spite." He grinned, collecting his winnings gleefully.

The ghost’s hand shot for the purple demon’s token. He couldn’t believe that he had in his hands, his precious, it was in his grasp. Mine. Mine! His head, slowly turning to the other winner; the masked student whose gender he was still unsure of. He smiled, no differently from before, though he tried to convey some innocence behind it and hide the sort of deviousness in his thoughts.

“Of course, only if it’s okay?” Then, the name of the game dawns on him.
Clever.

Diplomacy was practiced between the winners. It was sort of bartering, and in politics, favors between those of power were something to be attained and earned. Now, El Greco, held favors from the ghouls and boils he had played him, with this last token he won, a favor from someone important from school. He still wasn’t sure though, since he was a shut in.

The slimer thought of taking the dice and continuing the game, but he got what he really wanted, though, a part of him still wanted the other boil’s favor, Ace, for his collection. He learned that he could perhaps earn it other ways, somewhere outside the game.

“I think I’ve had enough excitement for the day.” The slimer pushed himself up and off the floor. “Hope to see you boils and ghouls around, of course, besides giving and collecting favors.”

The slimer smiled, gave a slight nod to the gathering, and wandered of the same way he wandered in, with hands in his pockets and hunched a little over.

[[El Greco has Enzo x2, Amrita, Mal and Riley
El Greco owes Amrita x2, Enzo

3 points for Lucky, Observant and Wise]]

[exit]

"Bah!" Enzo pouted. The game was only fun when he was winning. "I'll get them tokens back next time," He huffed, pushing away from the table as well when it seemed the party was wrapping up for now. "I aughta go see to them dorms anyway." And after all that time spent in the Famine part of town, he was probably also due for a shower. "Nice game tho, cats!" He returned his cap to his head, his won tokens inside as he patted Boss's back, "Hopefully I can catch ya' again sometime for some payback."

[Exit!

Enzo Won: 2 favors (Greco and Ace)
Enzo Lost: (I forget, tbe)

Riley returned to her preferred table, once again determined to play a game of Diplomacy with as many people as she could attract. Of course, all she did was sit there, but she hoped that alone would make curious students come and join her for a game or two. It had gone so well last time - she still felt the clack of her tokens in her pocket, unspent and waiting. But she only set a group of her own tokens in front of her, in a neat little row, waiting to be used for betting with.

And very quietly, she waited.

((It's a brand new day, anyone can join, just come post sitting down and making your first bet!))

It had taken days for Sabine to recover from her visit to Death, long enough for her to be late for the orientation and first classes on Conquest. But it wasn't like she could attend with nasty, broken nails, right? A ghoul had to have priorities. Plus she wasn't too keen on getting into anything fighty. Death was supposed to have been about jewelry and maybe old ladies with a limited clothes palette, but it had been pretty damned fighty.

The vampire was beginning to suspect that the Horseman Isles were nothing like their brochures, possibly even the lovely and decadent Conquest. When she entered the gaming area, she got accosted by some old guy who explained things, and despite herself, Sabine felt a little bit interested. Something she could do here that definitely wouldn't destroy her nails, or hair, or clothes.

Seeing a student table coming together, she sat down without hesitation, smiling at the purple ghoul. "Hey freaka, wow lookit you! What kind of moisturizer do you use to get your skin like that?" So I can avoid it.

She placed a bone dragon on the table, "I'll go with crowns. They look good on me, you know."

Riley gave Amrita a friendly little wave of her fingers, and nodded quickly. You may always join me, wherever I am, Amrita. Your presence is always welcome. She would have continued to speak to the ghoul, had someone else not taken a seat at her table and commanded her attention. Riley gave the ghoul a careful once over, before nodding her head respectfully in greeting, and her voice was pleasant yet monotonous when she answered. Welcome to the game. My name is Riley. I use the blood of the innocent. May I ask your name?

The sight of El Greco joining them made her eyes crinkle slightly with mirth, and she waved her fingers at him. What a pleasure to see you again, my friend. I look forward to this game. I will be choosing crowns every round, as usual. She flickered her eyes at Sabine, a lazy challenge glimmering in them. They look good on me, too.

Amrita took a seat as the invitation to play was extended, making herself comfortable in the ornate seat. The new ghoul received a little smile, but she politely stayed quiet as she and Riley had their little chit chat about moisturizers and blood. The first was probably something important as dehydration was a terrible thing, but the second...was really nice on toast, or so she heard.

Or was that eyeballs? Hrm.

"Hi! Nice to see you again, too." She waved to the ghost boil before turning to fumble with the bone dragons at her disposal; hopefully, her luck would hold out like last time. Hopefully. "Oh. I'm Amrita, nice to meet you." She remembered her manners a little belatedly, glancing up at the glamourous ghoul, and then down at the tapping nails. She cleared her throat and pushed a dragon forward to make her guess.

"I'll choose scepters."