[Esikko broke first. But he's unlocking and opening the door soon enough, standing in his usual black sweats for the cooler weather, barefoot with one hand in his pocket. Same usual scowl on his face.]
Don't slam on the door, dammit! Trying to break it down?
[Says the guy who literally kicks people's doors instead of knocking.]
You, of all people, don't get to ask for less slamming!
( It's that playful sort of anger, the fluster and upset that's only surface level and easy to blow over, harmless. Still, Esikko is full of it right now, jabbing his finger out to poke insistently at Bakugo's chest. )
All I need are the rules, a practice game each, and a night of analyzing on my own and I'll crush you, you know.
( Huff!! He steps forward to let himself in, if he can, as he drops his hand back away. He's dressed not in lounge wear, but in something more fit for activity. And it looks like he's a little winded.
Hard to say if that's from him rushing up here or whatever he was up to before this. )
Haa?! You got something to say, Prince Prick? [Go on, tell him to his face he kicks doors and slams them shut! Cause he's always a controlled and composed young man when it comes to knocking on doors! It's only when the idiots behind them are fucking DEAF does he bother increasing the intensity. Duh!
He clicks his tongue, lips curled in mild annoyance, before batting Esikko's hand away as his expression melts into a casual nonchalance. Yeah, yeah. Time to kick some royal butt.]
Ha! You said you could take me on now. You get the rules, a practice game, and then you're playing.
[There is no "night of analyzing" when Esikko stomped over here to make good on his threat and wager! Bakugo'll teach him, let him get his bearings, and soundly slaughter him across the table.
*clack!* He throws the door shut behind Esikko and heads for his now-repaired living room. Three packs of cards sit on the small table between two lounge chairs. As well as two drinking glasses with one of Esikko's preferences in a chilled cooler to the side.]
( The breath Esikko sucks in at that insistent desire to challenge now makes his cheeks puff up a little, and when he finally huffs out all that air, his foot stomps down like an angry rabbit. )
Fine! I don't need a night, I can still take you down no problem.
( He's huffy, he's puffy, and his leg does another little stomp before he storms over to the table itself, eyes flicking cautiously between all of the card packs before he grabs one of the drinks from the cooler. Something like calpico, probably... The gesture doesn't go unnoticed, even if he's too busy being angry and determined to properly thank him for having a cooler set out for him and glasses.
He sits down in one of the chairs, practically on the edge of it as he moves to uncap his drink and pour it into a glass. So serious, so determined... over cards. He's funny like that. He really wants to see Bakugo in that maid dress. )
[Definitely not a complimenting way of uttering his honorific. Don't taper off a "you" in threat if you're not gonna back it up, huh? Did he really think he'd be able to thrown down such a gauntlet and then back out to prepare. Hell no! Suck up or pay up!]
You'll eat those words.
[Bakugo's merciless, even to his friends. He drops his ass into the chair across the table, a whuff of wind pressure carrying his small grunt into the air. Each card deck has a different backing, all gold with varying designs. Typical of the peacock. Sweeping two aside, he plucks the remainder from the table, flips the tab open with his thumb, and dumps the cards in a neat stack into his other hand. Nothing but water in the cooler for him.]
Poker. The resort already plays it with our ranks. [If Esikko's done any cash in reward with the cards he's gathered, he has an idea of hands and combinations for those points.] Here's a list of them.
[And passes over a printout with the proper poker hands.]
( Has anyone ever told Bakugo he's so confident that it's even more annoying when he's right? Probably, and so Esikko only says it with the glare he shoots over, pouty and harmless. But fine. He'll trash talk a little less himself, both to even it out and to look a little less bad if he does lose. Because, in the face of relentless confidence like Bakugo's, even his own competitive confidence flags a little.
Not that he intends to show that outwardly. )
I didn't realize you could play this with two players. ( He hasn't done much card playing at all, it seems, as he reaches out to take the print out with a quiet glance over. Sure, he's turned in cards for cash and rewards, helped Compress out once, for example— but this is more interactive, more rules. Different, he thinks. He crosses one leg over the other, leaning back a little to scan his eyes over these hands. )
Okay, so pretend I know nothing, just in case I've learned poorly. What are the rules for this one?
[Yes. Confidence is bullshit if you don't have the strength and skill to back it up! His confidence brims from that smug self-assurance with complete belief in his ability to support it. Esikko glares at him and he grins right back like the cocky bastard he is. Don't pick a fight with someone who can crush you, Prince Prick!
(Even though Bakugo's probably one of the safest people in the resort to pick a fight with. At least he won't kill? ... But boy can he wreck someone without killing.) He's looking forward to seeing Esikko wearing that horrid outfit. Watching him scowl and tug on the skirt's gonna be amazing.]
You've been playing Solitaire. [Or a Poker-ized version of the game. Bakugo shuffles the cards in hand, splits the deck, and bridges them in a flurry arch between his fingers. The hands remain the same, as well as importance. What Esikko might recall being a combination that earns more points or better rewards are the same hands which'll beat "weaker" combinations. Shouldn't be hard for him to pick up.]
Each of these hands beats the one below it. [And since I am not a master at playing poker, Bakugo will do a far better job explaining the rules than I can. Take it away, BoomBoomBitch!]
( Perfect, a flawless explanation. Esikko doesn't take a lot to pick this one up, and Bakugo's explanations are clear enough, so he follows. This one seems to be skill and luck in combination... He's smart enough to pick up on the fact that game length and number of players can change how this goes completely, too.
But will picking things up quickly be enough here? Can't really do any surprise moves like he might in chess-like games for one like this, but. He sure will try...
It means that he's so focused he's actually far quieter than usual. )
[If Esikko needed a lot of hand holding for poker, Bakugo would've raged at him for a thick head. He'd prefer not to bring the damn resort into his entertainment, but in this case, he's out of options. Poker's the best place to start and he wants to crush this cocky prick for getting ahead of himself. Not having to explain everything in detail helps as he lays out the cards and shows which hand beats what, while giving a more simplified ruling for bluffs, holds, and folds. Enough for Esikko to get the main grasp of the game.
Bakugo wants to win, but he hates winning against an unequal opponent.
He finishes up the explanation, grills Esikko on the hands and vocabulary, then finally satisfied with his own teaching, doles out the cards for their practice game.]
( It means that he can lock in and observe Bakugo during all of this, too. He's sure Bakugo has a hell of a poker face, but if there are any tells, he's going to be watching for them like a hawk!! ...Of course, he has a few tells himself...
And if it's luck he has to rely on here, he's going to be terrible with it. But he's sure going to try his best. )
[It was the plan from the start and he's not going back on his word. Bakugo rests his elbows on his knees as he draws his legs up in a cross-legged position on the chair. "Rude" as far as Japan etiquette goes, but hell if he cares. Fanning his cards in his hand, he scans over his options and the ones resting on the table. Better with more than two people, but it's fine like this.
Coming down to the cards they draw and the hands they can make, taking more and more out of the equation, limiting the remaining pool of cards and what options are available for your opponent. Furrowed brows, ever-present scowl, intense glare. Esikko has his work cut out trying to get a read on any of the hero's tells.]
( It seems like the sort of thing that would get old fast. Esikko sits up straight, himself, as if the posture is so ingrained into him that sitting any other way doesn't even come to mind. One leg being crossed over the other, he scans the cards in his own hand, fingers of the opposite coming up to hover over each of them in equal times.
Bakugo looks the same as always. So that means paying attention to the directions he looks, especially when he talks, analyzing when he takes his breaths, looking for any tiny little clue. You'd think this was a life or death situation, with how seriously Esikko is taking this...
Still: )
But, you know... When I see groups of people playing together who actually enjoy each other's company, it doesn't seem bad at all. They're always so lively.
[It probably does, but Esikko likely wasn't allowed to play with them when he was growing up. Or had to do so all alone and didn't find more than distraction in them. Nothing "fun" people find playing together. He slots a card from his hand and lays down two of a kind on the table between them, starting small for the hand. Nothing's been shown and he'd rather keep the strong options for later.
Red eyes sweep across his cards, shifting with his hand as he makes matches and arranges his cards. Breathing nigh silent with his actions, words carrying the same growling of his usual rough voice. If Esikko wants to take any of those as a tell, he's welcome to gamble, but who knows if Bakugo's aware the prince is trying to scrutinize him. Could be baiting the very thing.]
Che, a lot of people talk while playing. [Unlike movie poker games and professional shows where focus spreads out across the table in silent reign.]
Mm, something similar... Tujeon? They're thinner, longer. With more suits. Things like rabbit, horse, man, star, roe deer...
( Numbers and complicated rules. As Bakugo expects, Esikko never really had the time to properly play games with them, but he did learn the rules of a few.
Man, he can't tell if Bakugo is watching him watching or not. Probably, right? He seems the type that's always aware. So, he could absolutely be baiting. Or, he could be completely relaxed and not even worried about it. Esikko frowns a little, regardless of what his current spread of cards seems to be, and continues on with less worry. Focus just on hands, get the details later... )
But, not just talking. Having fun, you know? That sort of friendly competition.
[Having some familiarity is better than starting out completely cold. The resort already makes them acknowledge hands with their rewards and crap. Esikko's smart. Bakugo won't feel bad stomping his ass. There's no joy in taking out a complete ignorant.
Of course he's watching Esikko! From the peripheral of his vision over his fan of cards, keeping both in his sight. Noting the slender line of his brows and whether they furrow in frustration or arch in delight. His pretty eyes focusing on the cards, noting whether they flick to one side of his card fan in expectation of trumping the set on the table. Little tells which indicate the man's able to beat his current hand or if he'll fold... Does he expect Esikko to try bluffing? Somewhat. But the guy wears some emotions on his sleeve.
There goes his frown. Cute.]
Tch! Friendly competition's just a shitty way of excusing doubt!
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Date: 12/9/25 03:49 (UTC)You better pick out a color you like!
[Cause Esikko's gonna be wearing it!]
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Date: 12/9/25 04:14 (UTC)( Congrats on getting him to caps lock, Bakugo. )
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Date: 12/9/25 04:16 (UTC)[He's gonna rue the day he challenged Bakugo.]
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Date: 12/9/25 04:37 (UTC)And if he loses he will find new and creative ways to torment Bakugo. )
That's it! I'm going over there right now, and you're going to teach me how to play these games!
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Date: 12/9/25 05:04 (UTC)Torment him and he'll resort to the same, explosive, effective way to end it.]
Bring a notebook.
You'll need a place to tally your losses.
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Date: 12/9/25 05:19 (UTC)( He's coming over RIGHT NOW and he is going to study card games like he's never studied before. )
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Date: 12/9/25 05:27 (UTC)[Esikko's over here writing out his upcoming fate.]
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Date: 12/9/25 05:55 (UTC)Shut UP
( It's only another minute or so before he's pounding at his door. )
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Date: 12/9/25 06:46 (UTC)[Esikko broke first. But he's unlocking and opening the door soon enough, standing in his usual black sweats for the cooler weather, barefoot with one hand in his pocket. Same usual scowl on his face.]
Don't slam on the door, dammit! Trying to break it down?
[Says the guy who literally kicks people's doors instead of knocking.]
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Date: 12/9/25 06:54 (UTC)( It's that playful sort of anger, the fluster and upset that's only surface level and easy to blow over, harmless. Still, Esikko is full of it right now, jabbing his finger out to poke insistently at Bakugo's chest. )
All I need are the rules, a practice game each, and a night of analyzing on my own and I'll crush you, you know.
( Huff!! He steps forward to let himself in, if he can, as he drops his hand back away. He's dressed not in lounge wear, but in something more fit for activity. And it looks like he's a little winded.
Hard to say if that's from him rushing up here or whatever he was up to before this. )
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Date: 12/10/25 00:47 (UTC)He clicks his tongue, lips curled in mild annoyance, before batting Esikko's hand away as his expression melts into a casual nonchalance. Yeah, yeah. Time to kick some royal butt.]
Ha! You said you could take me on now. You get the rules, a practice game, and then you're playing.
[There is no "night of analyzing" when Esikko stomped over here to make good on his threat and wager! Bakugo'll teach him, let him get his bearings, and soundly slaughter him across the table.
*clack!* He throws the door shut behind Esikko and heads for his now-repaired living room. Three packs of cards sit on the small table between two lounge chairs. As well as two drinking glasses with one of Esikko's preferences in a chilled cooler to the side.]
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Date: 12/10/25 06:16 (UTC)( The breath Esikko sucks in at that insistent desire to challenge now makes his cheeks puff up a little, and when he finally huffs out all that air, his foot stomps down like an angry rabbit. )
Fine! I don't need a night, I can still take you down no problem.
( He's huffy, he's puffy, and his leg does another little stomp before he storms over to the table itself, eyes flicking cautiously between all of the card packs before he grabs one of the drinks from the cooler. Something like calpico, probably... The gesture doesn't go unnoticed, even if he's too busy being angry and determined to properly thank him for having a cooler set out for him and glasses.
He sits down in one of the chairs, practically on the edge of it as he moves to uncap his drink and pour it into a glass. So serious, so determined... over cards. He's funny like that. He really wants to see Bakugo in that maid dress. )
What's first?
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Date: 12/10/25 16:45 (UTC)Got something to say, your highness?
[Definitely not a complimenting way of uttering his honorific. Don't taper off a "you" in threat if you're not gonna back it up, huh? Did he really think he'd be able to thrown down such a gauntlet and then back out to prepare. Hell no! Suck up or pay up!]
You'll eat those words.
[Bakugo's merciless, even to his friends. He drops his ass into the chair across the table, a whuff of wind pressure carrying his small grunt into the air. Each card deck has a different backing, all gold with varying designs. Typical of the peacock. Sweeping two aside, he plucks the remainder from the table, flips the tab open with his thumb, and dumps the cards in a neat stack into his other hand. Nothing but water in the cooler for him.]
Poker. The resort already plays it with our ranks. [If Esikko's done any cash in reward with the cards he's gathered, he has an idea of hands and combinations for those points.] Here's a list of them.
[And passes over a printout with the proper poker hands.]
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Date: 12/12/25 06:37 (UTC)Not that he intends to show that outwardly. )
I didn't realize you could play this with two players. ( He hasn't done much card playing at all, it seems, as he reaches out to take the print out with a quiet glance over. Sure, he's turned in cards for cash and rewards, helped Compress out once, for example— but this is more interactive, more rules. Different, he thinks. He crosses one leg over the other, leaning back a little to scan his eyes over these hands. )
Okay, so pretend I know nothing, just in case I've learned poorly. What are the rules for this one?
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Date: 12/12/25 19:15 (UTC)(Even though Bakugo's probably one of the safest people in the resort to pick a fight with. At least he won't kill? ... But boy can he wreck someone without killing.) He's looking forward to seeing Esikko wearing that horrid outfit. Watching him scowl and tug on the skirt's gonna be amazing.]
You've been playing Solitaire. [Or a Poker-ized version of the game. Bakugo shuffles the cards in hand, splits the deck, and bridges them in a flurry arch between his fingers. The hands remain the same, as well as importance. What Esikko might recall being a combination that earns more points or better rewards are the same hands which'll beat "weaker" combinations. Shouldn't be hard for him to pick up.]
Each of these hands beats the one below it. [And since I am not a master at playing poker, Bakugo will do a far better job explaining the rules than I can. Take it away, BoomBoomBitch!]
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Date: 12/15/25 08:14 (UTC)But will picking things up quickly be enough here? Can't really do any surprise moves like he might in chess-like games for one like this, but. He sure will try...
It means that he's so focused he's actually far quieter than usual. )
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Date: 12/15/25 20:07 (UTC)Bakugo wants to win, but he hates winning against an unequal opponent.
He finishes up the explanation, grills Esikko on the hands and vocabulary, then finally satisfied with his own teaching, doles out the cards for their practice game.]
This one doesn't count. Better use it well.
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Date: 12/15/25 22:19 (UTC)( It means that he can lock in and observe Bakugo during all of this, too. He's sure Bakugo has a hell of a poker face, but if there are any tells, he's going to be watching for them like a hawk!! ...Of course, he has a few tells himself...
And if it's luck he has to rely on here, he's going to be terrible with it. But he's sure going to try his best. )
Did you play cards a lot before here?
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Date: 12/16/25 22:32 (UTC)Coming down to the cards they draw and the hands they can make, taking more and more out of the equation, limiting the remaining pool of cards and what options are available for your opponent. Furrowed brows, ever-present scowl, intense glare. Esikko has his work cut out trying to get a read on any of the hero's tells.]
Not regularly. They get boring.
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Date: 12/17/25 03:39 (UTC)( It seems like the sort of thing that would get old fast. Esikko sits up straight, himself, as if the posture is so ingrained into him that sitting any other way doesn't even come to mind. One leg being crossed over the other, he scans the cards in his own hand, fingers of the opposite coming up to hover over each of them in equal times.
Bakugo looks the same as always. So that means paying attention to the directions he looks, especially when he talks, analyzing when he takes his breaths, looking for any tiny little clue. You'd think this was a life or death situation, with how seriously Esikko is taking this...
Still: )
But, you know... When I see groups of people playing together who actually enjoy each other's company, it doesn't seem bad at all. They're always so lively.
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Date: 12/17/25 22:11 (UTC)[It probably does, but Esikko likely wasn't allowed to play with them when he was growing up. Or had to do so all alone and didn't find more than distraction in them. Nothing "fun" people find playing together. He slots a card from his hand and lays down two of a kind on the table between them, starting small for the hand. Nothing's been shown and he'd rather keep the strong options for later.
Red eyes sweep across his cards, shifting with his hand as he makes matches and arranges his cards. Breathing nigh silent with his actions, words carrying the same growling of his usual rough voice. If Esikko wants to take any of those as a tell, he's welcome to gamble, but who knows if Bakugo's aware the prince is trying to scrutinize him. Could be baiting the very thing.]
Che, a lot of people talk while playing. [Unlike movie poker games and professional shows where focus spreads out across the table in silent reign.]
god idk how to play cards, bear with my vagueness
Date: 12/18/25 08:08 (UTC)( Numbers and complicated rules. As Bakugo expects, Esikko never really had the time to properly play games with them, but he did learn the rules of a few.
Man, he can't tell if Bakugo is watching him watching or not. Probably, right? He seems the type that's always aware. So, he could absolutely be baiting. Or, he could be completely relaxed and not even worried about it. Esikko frowns a little, regardless of what his current spread of cards seems to be, and continues on with less worry. Focus just on hands, get the details later... )
But, not just talking. Having fun, you know? That sort of friendly competition.
s'all good! vagueness is the name of the game.
Date: 12/23/25 14:29 (UTC)[Having some familiarity is better than starting out completely cold. The resort already makes them acknowledge hands with their rewards and crap. Esikko's smart. Bakugo won't feel bad stomping his ass. There's no joy in taking out a complete ignorant.
Of course he's watching Esikko! From the peripheral of his vision over his fan of cards, keeping both in his sight. Noting the slender line of his brows and whether they furrow in frustration or arch in delight. His pretty eyes focusing on the cards, noting whether they flick to one side of his card fan in expectation of trumping the set on the table. Little tells which indicate the man's able to beat his current hand or if he'll fold... Does he expect Esikko to try bluffing? Somewhat. But the guy wears some emotions on his sleeve.
There goes his frown. Cute.]
Tch! Friendly competition's just a shitty way of excusing doubt!
[What a charmer this guy is.]