[ After getting permission on the staff, they take over the lounge. Futons, blankets, sleeping bags, and pillows are all dragged out into the middle of the room. Time to build a fort, guys!
Or come to the Lounge to find it made and everyone chilling out. There's hot chocolate and snacks! ]
[Eh, it's fine, they've got tech consultants for that stuff. Like the card games brigade over here. Blue Angel plucks the tablet from his grip and busies herself with it -- mostly just the business of transferring and configuring things. At least he isn't trying to fight his tablet like Ryoga used to. Silver star, Vanitas.]
It's the kind of game where each person will eventually build a deck that reflects themselves.
[Some more than others, honestly. Some decks are just absurdly symbolic. She ain't judging. Anyway, have your tablet back, like lightning.]
So the more people you have, the more different kinds of decks and strategies you get, and the more interesting the game gets. Here.
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It's the kind of game where each person will eventually build a deck that reflects themselves.
[Some more than others, honestly. Some decks are just absurdly symbolic. She ain't judging. Anyway, have your tablet back, like lightning.]
So the more people you have, the more different kinds of decks and strategies you get, and the more interesting the game gets. Here.
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Sounds fair enough.
[ He takes his device, studying it for now. ]