[Striking appearance, despite the disguise. He'll be easy to pick out later even without the mask, though Tyki doesn't say this aloud, simply making room at the table for the other man to sit.]
There's always something to lose, if you know what to look for.
[Ominous... yet Tyki maintains the casual and conversational air, ashing his cigarette with one white-gloved hand, nodding toward the table of cards laid out between them.]
You ever played poker?
[There is an intricacy to Tyki's mood otherwise—something restless, roiling, and upset, though it weaves in and out, showing not at all on the man's dark features, stretched into a mild smile.]
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There's always something to lose, if you know what to look for.
[Ominous... yet Tyki maintains the casual and conversational air, ashing his cigarette with one white-gloved hand, nodding toward the table of cards laid out between them.]
You ever played poker?
[There is an intricacy to Tyki's mood otherwise—something restless, roiling, and upset, though it weaves in and out, showing not at all on the man's dark features, stretched into a mild smile.]