Fandom High School Host Club, Sunday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

If there was anything special about this particular day, Reno certainly didn't have any idea as he busied himself in the music room, setting up his newest acquisitions.

A poker table had taken the place of the desk that had been in the Barney Corner, there was a dartboard hanging on the wall, and, where the tables for the hosts were normally situated, Reno had set up a big, shiny, brand new pool table.

If the hosts wanted their old furniture back, it was all shuffled up against a wall. They were more than welcome to drag their chairs and desks back if they so desired.

Just meant they were going to have to move the liquid-that-was-quite-possibly-beer-but-ssh off of them first, is all.

Reno had even handwavily put signs up around the campus.

Fandom High School Host Club
Come in, Grab a Host, Kick Ass at Pool, Yo!

The door was open!

[OCD coming up! Open to everyone!]

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Talk to Reno!

[raspberryturk]

He's busying himself with selecting a suitable pool cue.

Reno's bent on breaking this thing in today.

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[withoutverona]

Romeo had promised to help set up the pool table, so he stopped by the club.

And beamed at Reno when he saw it was already stable. Ah, freedom from manual labor.

"May I still have first game?" he asked.

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[raspberryturk]

"Saved it for you, pal," Reno said with a grin as he tossed Romeo a cue. "Stood here guardin' it an' everything, yo. Figured I'd give you ten minutes before runnin' out to drag you here."

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[withoutverona]

Romeo caught the cue one-handed and ground the tip into chalk. "You are that eager to be beaten?" he smirked. "I'm glad I could oblige by being here."

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[raspberryturk]

"You're too kind, man," Reno laughed, walking casually around the table. "You wanna break 'em, Romeo?"

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[withoutverona]

"I always strive for kindness." Nodding, Romeo lined up his cue, rolled the balls around a few times for luck, and hit the cue ball to break the alignment.

One, on a rebound, went into a pocket; the others danced and scattered over the table. "Not a bad beginning."

[OOC: Allow for vast handwaviness here as I suck at pool.]

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[raspberryturk]

"Pretty damn good break," Reno agreed, resting his chin lightly on the end of the cue.

So he'd have a blue dot there when he moved. Whatever.

"Looks like you're solids, man. Good by me."

[OOC: That'd make for two of us. :) Handwavey pool with friendly competitive banter is great!]

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[withoutverona]

"Solids work," Romeo shrugged; if he'd been stripes, those would have worked too.

He lined up his cue again, carefully. "I believe the two is mine on this shot," he said, but the balls disagreed, and the two slammed off the wall inches from the pocket. Romeo winced and went to mark his scratch. "Your move."

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[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

Sora poked his head into the room with a smile. "Did you get everything delivered okay?"

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[raspberryturk]

"Nice an' smooth," Reno agreed, sticking out his tongue and grinning at Sora. "Aero worked like a charm, yo. Gonna have to trust Sora's delivery service more often in the future."

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[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

Sora stuck his tongue out back at Reno and then saluted with a grin. "Glad to be of service!"

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[raspberryturk]

"Atta boy," Reno laughed. "Now take a break and play me a game of darts, yo."

What? If he had the dartboard, he'd better use it.

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[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew, droid baby in his arms, stepped over to Reno.

"Hey," he said simply.

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[raspberryturk]

"Yo," Reno replied, grinning over at Andrew. "Here to dump off the kid, huh?"

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[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

He shrugged. "I could keep him another day," he offered. He was pretty fond of the little thing.

"I mean, if we met up later tomorrow, that would split the time between us pretty evenly. As it, I feel like you would be taking on an unfair amount of the child rearing."

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[raspberryturk]

Reno raised an eyebrow, glancing between the droid baby and Andrew.

"You really took to him, huh?" He could be observant now and again, really. "You wanna hang onto him a while longer, man, I ain't gonna say no or start gettin' snot all over everything or whatever."

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[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Great," Andrew said with a smile. "So maybe I'll look for you later tomorrow, or, if I don't find you then, on Tuesday."

He glanced around. "I hope you don't mind me leaving. I don't know that this is the best environment for little Drell."

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[raspberryturk]

"Tomorrow or Tuesday," Reno agreed with a smirk. "You go on then. Have a great time with. Uh. Drell."

Drell was a good name. Dirty Diapertron 3000 would have been a good name too, for all Reno cared.

"Try to keep his young little mind pure, or whatever."

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[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"I'll do my best," he said, turning to leave.

"Thanks," he added. He really hoped Reno wasn't too upset with his greediness.

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[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka leaned over the table, curiously. "...So, you just hit the balls into the holes with the sticks? Doesn't seem too hard."

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[raspberryturk]

"Well, there's that," Reno replied with a smirk. "But the game's got rules, yo. You can only hit the white one, there. That'd be the cue ball. Any balls you sink gotta go down as a result of you hittin' that. Eight ball goes in last. You call the shot you're gonna make before you make it. Shit like that."

He paused for a moment, grinning slyly at Sokka.

"You figure you can play?"

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[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Won't know until I try, right?"

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[raspberryturk]

"Fair enough." Reno began to arrange the balls on the table. "You can only sink solids or stripes, once you sank one or the other," he continued, rattling off more rules. "If you sink the ball you call, you get to go again. If you sink a ball you didn't call or if you miss, the turn goes to your opponent. Sink the eight ball at any point durin' the game until the end, you lose. Call the eight ball at the end and miss it, you lose."

Rattling off rules was fun.

"Except on Sundays, where every time you miss a ball, you gotta buy the owner of the table a drink, yo."

Especially his own rules.

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[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka grabbed a cue and started trying to figure out how to hold it. With a sly grin, he asked, "That last one's in the OFFICIAL rules, is it?"

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[raspberryturk]

"It's my table," Reno explained casually. "It's the official rules if I say you gotta stand on your head whistlin' Danny Boy while you take a shot, too."