Lt. Corey Wethern - Bluff

[Corey Wethern]

Mundok’s Bar, The Dungeon, StarBase 118))

Sol looked between the three of them

McLaren: So then, who else has an interesting academy story?

Four pairs of eyes flicked from side to side, waiting for someone to speak first.

Fairhug: I’m not sure the CO sharing embarrassing Academy stories is appropriate.

He smirked, clearly hinting that he wasn’t entirely serious.

Wethern: Surely it should be setting and example boss to go first.

S`zurak: I believe I just shared mine.

Fairhug: Let’s hear yours first, Corey. Then I’ll decide if it’s safe for me to share mine.

Wethern: Well where can I start, however very similarly to how we may or may not have Ensign bingo on sb118. Me and another recruit might have enjoyed playing pranks on each other. We had a simulated surgery however on my friends turn I had programmed at random the organs to move around as a joke. Only issue was the instructor changed the order we were due to practice. I ended up playing pin down the appendix. How about you all?

Sol laughed. Gogi almost choked on his Saurian brandy at the idea of Corey getting caught out by his own practical joke.

McLaren: Well sounds like you played yourself instead...

S’zurak: Heh, that is quite amusing. However, we cannot let the Commander forget we want to hear his ssstory.

Gogi chuckled, listening to Corey’s story as he watched Sol deal the next round of cards.

King of Clubs to S’zurak. 2 of Hearts to Gogi. 2 of Diamonds to Wethern. 7 of Hearts to Sol.

That gave him a pair. It was the lowest pair you could get, but it was enough to make him curious enough to see if his fifth card would give him two pairs or three of a kind.

Fairhug: Okay, I’ll share. Bets first, though? Who’s up?

He took a sip of his Saurian brandy and smiled at the others, looking around at their faces, attempting to appear confident in order to make them think he had a better hand than he did.

Wethern: I'm in. Come on then Fairhug let's hear about your academy days.

McLaren: Yea, Gogi, out with it.

S’zurak: Don’t want to get too greedy here ::eyeing the others:: I’ll check.

Gogi threw in his bet, then leaned back and exhaled deeply.

Fairhug: Okay. Well, I might have taken part in an Academy tradition, as well. Or, at least, I thought I was taking part in one. My roommate had told me that there was an… event taking place mid-afternoon on a certain day. I believe it’s called… streaking? Everyone was supposed to do it from designated spots and you weren’t allowed to check if the others were there because it was some kind of trust exercise. Of course, I was the only one who did it. Just me, running across the campus completely naked. I didn’t want to be the one to chicken out. It took a while before I believed anything my roommate said again.

S’zurak: If it were me, I’d likely have done the ssame.

Fairhug: : smiling:: That’s reassuring to know. Thanks, S’zurak.

Wethern: How did you recover from that?

McLaren: Is that the whole story? Or is there more?

S’zurak said nothing here, just sipped more of his Gorn drink imitation.

Fairhug: Let’s just say that was the family friendly version. The gardener wasn’t too pleased with me. How did I recover? I’m not sure if I ever did.

He laughed heartily.

McLaren: Let's see where the cards take us now.... :: she plopped a Jack of Diamonds down in front of S'zurak. :: Jack of Diamonds for the Gorn. :: She shifted to Gogi, depositing a 10 of hearts for him. :: 10 of hearts for our illustrious CO. :: She looked to Corey, and placed a Jack of hearts for the resident doctor. :: she pulled the top card off the deck and placed it infront of herself. :: Dealer gets a 4 of spades. No help all around.

Sol glanced between the other 3 at the table, and peered at her cards one last time, then she looked to Corey.

McLaren: Bet's to you again, Corey.

S’zurak: Pot’sss looking… ssizeable. What will it be?

Corey thought he needed the long run even if he was rubbish with this hand. 

Wethern: I'll call 

Fairhug: I’ll call.

Sol nodded, before pushing 3 pretzel stick into the pot.

McLaren: Raise.

S’zurak: ::growling for all to hear:: Are you sssure?

Gogi raised an eyebrow in amusement.

Fairhug: Hmm. You’re too rich for me, Sol. I fold.

Wethern: Ah man I think your bluffing my gorn friend. 

She shrugged, sipping some of her whiskey, tiling her head slightly. She tapped her hole card, it still face down.

McLaren: You'll have to call if you want to find out.

S’zurak hooked 3 pretzels on his claws and put them back down.

S’zurak: I am forced to fold.

Gogi glanced at Corey out of the corner of his eyes.

Fairhug: Come on, Corey. It’s all down to you.

Corey smiled confidently. 

Wethern: I've come this far might as well see it through. Plus I want to see who has a good tell. 

S’zurak: Are we all ssset then? I am very curiouss to see how this shakesss out.

Wethern: Lets do it. 

Corey chucked the bet in. 

McLaren: Response?

Gogi looked down at the revealed hand.

Fairhug: Ahh. I thought you were looking too confident, Sol. My pair of twos was no match for your two pair.

Corey chucked his cards down in sympathy 

Wethern: Caught me out was betting on one of you all not following through. 

McLaren/S’zurak: Responses

The Bardeezan threw back another gulp of brandy, before looking at his meagre pile of pretzels. 

Fairhug: I need to win some of these back. What’s the game?

Wethern: I'm leaving this game to the fate of the gods. 

McLaren//S’zurak: Responses

He shifted in his chair, getting more comfortable.

Fairhug: You know, we should do this more often. It’s definitely the kind of activity I need after a stressful mission.

Wethern: As long as there is whiskey count me in. 

McLaren/S’zurak: Responses

Corey swirled the glass of whiskey before signalling for another. 

Wethern: I think we are missing a story from a certain intelligence officer. 

Corey tipped the glass to sol. 

McLaren/Fairhug/S’zurak: Responses

(OOC:

Final hands:

S'zurak: 5 (?) - 3 (?), 5 (Hearts), K (Clubs), J (Diamonds)

Gogi: 8 (Diamonds) - 9 (Hearts), 2 (Spades), 2 (Hearts), 10 (Hearts)

Wethern: Queen (hearts) - 5 (?), Ace (Hearts), 2 (Diamonds), J (Hearts)

Sol: 8 (Hearts) - 8 (Spades), 7 (Diamonds), 7 (Hearts), 4 (Spades))

Lt Corey Wethern

Chief Medical Officer 

Starbase 118 Ops

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