[ Oh that's a fair point, actually. He takes a moment to observe the other people at the table, gaze glancing from masked face to masked face. Most don't really seem to be paying attention to their conversation but Vash stands up a little taller, one hand tugging at the glove on the other to cover up the peek of scar beneath it and the sleeve at his wrist. ]
Yeah, I've played before. But it's always been for money in saloons. [ His luck has always been mixed with it, and on more than one occasion the game just wound up interrupted for one reason or another (something something recognizable appearance something bounty something) He's keeping that to himself. ]
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Yeah, I've played before. But it's always been for money in saloons. [ His luck has always been mixed with it, and on more than one occasion the game just wound up interrupted for one reason or another (something something recognizable appearance something bounty something) He's keeping that to himself. ]
What other options are there?