Old Bones, New Resolve

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Old Pika moves about the room, slowly but surely. She purrs thunderously as she walks, keeping the tribbles and small children out of harm's way, trying to be useful for once. Her age is making it difficult, but she's determined.

- Come off there, little one, - she smiles and untangles baby Pika from some thread, nudging her gently as she gets up and runs off.

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Logan watched as the game started, thinking to herself as she reached over and rescued Isha that Pika's courtship was a lot smoother and simpler.

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Greg poured his focus into the game, staring at the board so intently one might have thought it has suddenly cracked open to reveal some new illness that he was madly trying to figure out. His hands moved quickly, and his eyes followed the pucks every move.

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Jubal's whole world was the puck. Everything around him had disappeared till it was only he and his pusher; lightening quick moves that happened before thought and an expressionless countenance that looked a little eerie on one so young.

Logan looked back and forth at the two of them, then glanced toward the bar. -Want beer.-

-No beer,- said Samuel, also watching the game.

-I know, kid.-

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Finally House missed the last puck and the buzzer sounded, leaving him behind by one point.

He blinked, then quirked a grin.

"You're good," he said, looking up at Jubal and offering his hand.

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The thirteen year old looked at it warily, then snorted. "That ain't how ya do it, dude. Make it flatter."

Logan stiffened just a little, but continued to pretend that she wasn't looking.

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"So you only take high-fives, cool," he said, presenting his hand in a better position.

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Jubal slapped it, then turned his own hand so that House could return the gesture.

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He did, then chuckled. "I almost beat you, though."

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"In yer dreams, BO breath," retorted Jubal, then blinked as Samuel gave him a sad look. "Uhhh...."

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He laughed, then nodded and looked down as the cantina's orange kitten lead a small string of tribbles over his foot, once more walking comically.