Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
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Lysanthra hates that she let someone put her in this position but hopefully it will be a good natured and friendly competition. She decides there's no way out of this now so she will just try her best. Liz steps up to the line with darts in hand and takes a steadying breath. She raises her hand, judges the distance and aims for the middle.
Her first dart misses but luckily hits the triple seven, resulting in 21. Her second dart misses into the 19. Her third dart misses into the 11. Her total score is 51 points, making hers and Ingrid's total score 450. Ingrid quickly pulls the darts out of the dartboard for Liz.
The larger man takes a long pull of his frothy beer, grabs his darts and approaches the line in front of the dartboard, careful not to step over it. He leans forward, brings up his dart and lightly tosses it towards the board. He hits a 1, then a double bullseye, then horribly misses into a double three. He totalled 57 points, bring him and his partner down to 444 points.
Ingrid approaches the line as soon as the big guy is back to nursing his beer. She glances over at Lysanthra and gives a wan smile. She throws her first dart into the double three, just like the big guy did, then she hits a double bull, also like the big guy. Her final dart hits the triple 12. Her total is 92 points, bringing the score down to 358.
The tall guy approaches the line, glances nervously at Liz and Ingrid, then proceeds to shoot. His first dart hits a bullseye. His second dart hits a double bullseye, his third dart misses into the two. His total is 77 points, bringing their score down to 367.
This makes it Liz's turn again. Ingrid nods to her and simply says, "Keep going for the bullseye, you did great last time."
Meanwhile, the big guy begins doing exactly what Liz feared. He's talking trash and being belligerent. "Hey toots! You shoot like a beginner who got lucky," and begins drunkenly laughing.
Her first dart misses but luckily hits the triple seven, resulting in 21. Her second dart misses into the 19. Her third dart misses into the 11. Her total score is 51 points, making hers and Ingrid's total score 450. Ingrid quickly pulls the darts out of the dartboard for Liz.
The larger man takes a long pull of his frothy beer, grabs his darts and approaches the line in front of the dartboard, careful not to step over it. He leans forward, brings up his dart and lightly tosses it towards the board. He hits a 1, then a double bullseye, then horribly misses into a double three. He totalled 57 points, bring him and his partner down to 444 points.
Ingrid approaches the line as soon as the big guy is back to nursing his beer. She glances over at Lysanthra and gives a wan smile. She throws her first dart into the double three, just like the big guy did, then she hits a double bull, also like the big guy. Her final dart hits the triple 12. Her total is 92 points, bringing the score down to 358.
The tall guy approaches the line, glances nervously at Liz and Ingrid, then proceeds to shoot. His first dart hits a bullseye. His second dart hits a double bullseye, his third dart misses into the two. His total is 77 points, bringing their score down to 367.
This makes it Liz's turn again. Ingrid nods to her and simply says, "Keep going for the bullseye, you did great last time."
Meanwhile, the big guy begins doing exactly what Liz feared. He's talking trash and being belligerent. "Hey toots! You shoot like a beginner who got lucky," and begins drunkenly laughing.
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Lysanthra hopes luck holds out for the. She's fairly certain the big guy is drunk enough to screw up eventually. Maybe he'll shut up she thinks, but doesn't hold her breath on that one. She figures all she can do is control her reactions. Liz stays calm and tries again.
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Lysanthra hopes luck holds out for her. She's fairly certain the big guy is drunk enough to screw up eventually. oO(Maybe he'll shut up)Oo she thinks, but doesn't hold her breath on that one. She figures all she can do is control her reactions. Liz stays calm and tries again. She hits a 6, not great. Her second dart strikes a 10, also not great. Her final dart misses the dart board. Her total score for the round is only 16, bringing their total to 342.
The big guy heartily laughs, takes another swig of beer and then approaches the line. He shoots. He hits 16, triple 10 and 18 for a total of 64, bringing their total score down to 303.
Ingrid smirks and takes her turn. She hits triple 11, double bullseye and triple 19, totalling 140 points. This makes hers and Lysanthra's score 202. She smirks at the large guy, "Yeah, we have a lot of lucky rounds."
The skinnier guy shoots an admiring look to Ingrid, then approaches the line. He takes a moment to tell Liz, "Hey, don't let that him get to you. He doesn't know how to be nice."
"Hey! I can be nice!" The big guy heard him as he lines up to shoot.
His round consists of a triple 20, an 8 and a three for a total of 71 points. Their total score is down to 232.
Ingrid nods to Liz as she hands the darts over to her, "Now go for the triple line of the left side."
The big guy heartily laughs, takes another swig of beer and then approaches the line. He shoots. He hits 16, triple 10 and 18 for a total of 64, bringing their total score down to 303.
Ingrid smirks and takes her turn. She hits triple 11, double bullseye and triple 19, totalling 140 points. This makes hers and Lysanthra's score 202. She smirks at the large guy, "Yeah, we have a lot of lucky rounds."
The skinnier guy shoots an admiring look to Ingrid, then approaches the line. He takes a moment to tell Liz, "Hey, don't let that him get to you. He doesn't know how to be nice."
"Hey! I can be nice!" The big guy heard him as he lines up to shoot.
His round consists of a triple 20, an 8 and a three for a total of 71 points. Their total score is down to 232.
Ingrid nods to Liz as she hands the darts over to her, "Now go for the triple line of the left side."
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Lysanthra appreciates the words from the other man. She smiles at Ingrid and grabs the darts. She steps up again careful not to cross the line and once again takes aim. This time Liz gauges where Ingrid told her to hit and steadies her hand. Hopefully she can do better this time. Liz takes one last breath and let's the dart fly.
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Lysanthra appreciates the words from the other man. She smiles at Ingrid and grabs the darts. She steps up again careful not to cross the line and once again takes aim. This time Liz gauges where Ingrid told her to hit and steadies her hand. Hopefully she can do better this time. Liz takes one last breath and let's the dart fly. Her first dart strikes the 12. Her second dart sticks into the sixteen. Her last dart fits snugly into the 16 next to her second dart for a total of 44 points. Their total is down to 158 points.
The big guy silently walks up, having finished his beer as he sways at the line. He somehow hits a double bullseye all three times for what they call a hat trick, worth 150 points. This brings their total down to 82 points.
Ingrid scoffs as she walks past him, edging the line and she throws. She hits a 4, then two double bullseyes for a total of 104 points. Bringing the total for her and Liz down to 54 points.
The tall thin man walks up, fist bumps Ingrid, stating, "Wow, good darts." He then shoots, he misses into a 15, then double 19 and finally a double 11 for a total of 17 points left to go out on.
Meanwhile, Ingrid simply says, "If you can't hit a triple 18, then just try to sink all three into the 18."
Liz understands and walks up to the line. She shoots for the triple 18 but misses into the double 20, bringing the score down to 14 points. She knows that she needs to hit exactly to zero points, so she needs a 14 or double 7. She aims for the 14 and hits the 11. She needs three points. She throws for the 3, but misses into the 19, busting back to 54 points.
The big guy smugly walks up to the line, a new beer at his table. He burps and begins lobbing darts at the board. He hits a 1, leaving 16 points for him and his teammate. He then hits 13 points, leaving 3 left. His final dart strikes the 16, busting him back to 17 points. He angrily tosses his darts onto his table, almost knocking his beer over.
Ingrid's turn, she hits a double 4, then a triple 15, leaving 1 point to win. She sighs, stretches her neck and arms, then shoots and accidentally hits 20. Once again, the points are back to 54.
The tall thin man walks up and shoots into the 17, winning the game.
The tournament officiary approaches Ingrid and Lysanthra, handing them both a wooden coin, which reads, "good for 1 free drink."
Ingrid squeals with excitement, "I guess one drink couldn't hurt." She hugs Liz, "Thank you for playing with me! We got fourth place, which won us a free drink. Unless you want to do something else." She peers into Liz's eyes, as though trying to guess her thoughts.
The big guy silently walks up, having finished his beer as he sways at the line. He somehow hits a double bullseye all three times for what they call a hat trick, worth 150 points. This brings their total down to 82 points.
Ingrid scoffs as she walks past him, edging the line and she throws. She hits a 4, then two double bullseyes for a total of 104 points. Bringing the total for her and Liz down to 54 points.
The tall thin man walks up, fist bumps Ingrid, stating, "Wow, good darts." He then shoots, he misses into a 15, then double 19 and finally a double 11 for a total of 17 points left to go out on.
Meanwhile, Ingrid simply says, "If you can't hit a triple 18, then just try to sink all three into the 18."
Liz understands and walks up to the line. She shoots for the triple 18 but misses into the double 20, bringing the score down to 14 points. She knows that she needs to hit exactly to zero points, so she needs a 14 or double 7. She aims for the 14 and hits the 11. She needs three points. She throws for the 3, but misses into the 19, busting back to 54 points.
The big guy smugly walks up to the line, a new beer at his table. He burps and begins lobbing darts at the board. He hits a 1, leaving 16 points for him and his teammate. He then hits 13 points, leaving 3 left. His final dart strikes the 16, busting him back to 17 points. He angrily tosses his darts onto his table, almost knocking his beer over.
Ingrid's turn, she hits a double 4, then a triple 15, leaving 1 point to win. She sighs, stretches her neck and arms, then shoots and accidentally hits 20. Once again, the points are back to 54.
The tall thin man walks up and shoots into the 17, winning the game.
The tournament officiary approaches Ingrid and Lysanthra, handing them both a wooden coin, which reads, "good for 1 free drink."
Ingrid squeals with excitement, "I guess one drink couldn't hurt." She hugs Liz, "Thank you for playing with me! We got fourth place, which won us a free drink. Unless you want to do something else." She peers into Liz's eyes, as though trying to guess her thoughts.
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Lysanthra has had incredible luck not getting into too much trouble. Ingrid might mean well but if they have another drink trouble could come knocking. She's not even old enough to be drinking. Liz thinks she's pushed her luck far enough for one day. She smiles warmly at Ingrid and tells her she is getting a bit tired.
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Lysanthra has had incredible luck not getting into too much trouble. Ingrid might mean well but if they have another drink, then trouble could come knocking. She's not even old enough to be drinking. Liz thinks she's pushed her luck far enough for one day. She smiles warmly at Ingrid and tells her she is getting a bit tired.
Ingrid's disappointment is apparent with a sad, lonely expression. She then calmly asks, "Well, do you have anywhere to stay? I have a place that you can rest up at. It's not a problem, I live alone."
Ingrid's disappointment is apparent with a sad, lonely expression. She then calmly asks, "Well, do you have anywhere to stay? I have a place that you can rest up at. It's not a problem, I live alone."
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Liz feels torn. She wants to go with Ingrid and she was looking for a way out of her current situation. However she's also wary of this friend because of the events of the day. Lysanthra debates internally for a minute. She'll take another chance. "I would love to see your place. Is it far?"
Re: Rifts Dead Man's Hand - Festival Day - Lysanthra
Liz feels torn. She wants to go with Ingrid and she was looking for a way out of her current situation. However she's also wary of this friend because of the events of the day. Lysanthra debates internally for a minute. She'll take another chance. "I would love to see your place. Is it far?"
"It's a street over and a short walk." Ingrid weakly smiles, "I'm sorry if I was too much today. I get carried away sometimes and when I make a friend... oh hell, I always screw it up by smothering people with kindness." She sighs, "Since my divorce, no one will give me the time of day, unless it's some horny pervert trying to get down my pants. It's just nice to spend time with someone and... I hope you understand." She begins walking north, past the water mill towards the residential area, "It's up here, across the street from the stockyards."
Lysanthra notices a discernible difference in Ingrid's attitude. She seems more quiet, sad and thoughtful. She's no longer the bubbly, fun loving fashionista that Liz first met. She seems much more sincere and submissive to whatever Liz chooses to do.
"It's a street over and a short walk." Ingrid weakly smiles, "I'm sorry if I was too much today. I get carried away sometimes and when I make a friend... oh hell, I always screw it up by smothering people with kindness." She sighs, "Since my divorce, no one will give me the time of day, unless it's some horny pervert trying to get down my pants. It's just nice to spend time with someone and... I hope you understand." She begins walking north, past the water mill towards the residential area, "It's up here, across the street from the stockyards."
Lysanthra notices a discernible difference in Ingrid's attitude. She seems more quiet, sad and thoughtful. She's no longer the bubbly, fun loving fashionista that Liz first met. She seems much more sincere and submissive to whatever Liz chooses to do.
"I plan to live forever. Or die trying..." Vila - Blakes 7
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Lysanthra walks along with Ingrid. She understands being used and knows firsthand a true friend is hard to find. "It's okay," she reassures Ingrid. "I've been through a lot too and life is complicated." Liz wanders with her towards her place. She now feels better about going with Ingrid and they fall into an easy silence while walking. Lysanthra decides that she can in fact trust her and hopefully they can learn more about each other. After all Liz needs a friend and it seems Ingrid does too.