[closed] stop me if you've heard this one

[longwei2go]

WHO: Yin and Morgan
WHERE: dinky pub in Tisse
WHEN: after this thread
WHAT: commiserating over a few cold ones
WARNINGS: underage drinking

[ one is earning some free drinks by beating the pants off of burly men through her killer technique. she sits across from her next victim, both looking like they belong to a gang of some kind. Yin meets his gaze head-on, not flinching in the slightest as he sets his elbow on the table and stretches his hand out.

she grabs his hand in hers, locking their fingers together. then, in unison, they begin to chant: ]

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
I declare a thumb war!

[ it's over in a flash. Yin slips her finger right in under the man's for a classic fake-out, then pulls it free and pins his in the next instant. she holds the table steady with her other hand as he wriggles and struggles to free himself. a couple of their buddies all cheer and jeer them on, until their designated "ref" calls the match in a three count.

Yin thrusts her hand into the air, victorious. ] Yes!! That's one whiskey, one scotch, and one beer. Anyone else wanna go? Huh?

[ she hasn't even noticed that her company has arrived. Yin was early, so this is how she killed time and saved money doing it. ]

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[trecherie]

[Morgan clamps a hand on Yin's shoulder from behind, grinning.] Sounds like fun. Winner buys first round?

[longwei2go]

[ there's a flinch at the contact; a tension that runs all the way through her body and causes her to stop mid-laugh. as soon as Yin's turned her head to see who it was, she relaxes. ] —Hah! If you're sure you wanna go, grab a seat.

[trecherie]

[Morgan pulls up a chair and thunks her elbow on the table like it's an arm wrestling match, grinning. She doesn't seem to have noticed the flinch.]

Oh, I'm sure. Can we get a ref over here?

[longwei2go]

Okay, don't say I didn't ask. [ Yin is grinning confidently too, now that her own hand is back over the table. the guy she'd just trounced volunteers to observe them for any signs of cheating. just as soon as they're both ready to begin, Yin begins the countdown. ]

One...
Two...
Three...
Four —

[trecherie]

[OOC: Sorry for the delay, I got landed with a ton of RL work.]

I declare a thumb war! [Grinning, Morgan immediately lunges into action, attempting to pin down the thumb with straight thrusts. Yin can tell she has a very strong grip, but her thumb-combat techniques are direct and straightforward with no hint of finesse. She's either attempting a shock-and-awe assault to catch Yin off-guard, or intends to keep attacking until one of them is fatigued.]

[longwei2go]

[ it's surprising to find someone who takes this halfway seriously, and even has some kind of strategy in mind. Yin didn't expect it, so she's almost caught off guard, but it's a good bit of back-and-forth until she finally capitulates.

she's not a sore loser. in fact, she's even laughing it off. ] Wow! Okay boys, you all have a champion tonight and, for once, it's not me.

[ Yin pulls her hand back and pops the knuckle of her thumb by pressing it in with her other fingers. ] Ah, haha. Now. How about that drink? [ maybe that was her plan all along... ]