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Bell can listen as fast as she can read. Paper would be better for recording her life, but with her nifty little device, it's a close contest; besides, she's used to this. She glances at Sherlock occasionally while she directs the playback to skip around, reviewing this chat on physics and that on why Panem is economically implausible and the other on what books she ought to read (she thinks she's read them all, now, but she may as well check again if she'll be ushered back to Milliways at any moment.)
Usually Bell doesn't even reveal the recorder's existence in front of anyone. Having crossed that hurdle, she doesn't mind that she has to speak aloud in front of Sherlock to find what she's looking for.
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she_sells_seashells
"It's an easy game," Bell says. "But if you have two decks of cards we can play the more interesting variant."
sicaria
"Noted."
She commences searching Tony's room.
It doesn't take long to find two decks of cards, albeit in wildly different styles.
She commences searching Tony's room.
It doesn't take long to find two decks of cards, albeit in wildly different styles.
she_sells_seashells
"Okay!" Bell sets about setting up three open hands to play a few mock rounds of two-deck Herringbones. She fudges the draws to demonstrate edge cases. When she's gone over everything once, she sweeps all the cards together and deals.
she_sells_seashells
Bell plans to use the fact that she has had practice at this game and they have not!
she_sells_seashells
"Another round?" Bell says. "Traditionally I take a handicap now - I skip the first draw. Handicaps just keep accumulating if I win anyway."
she_sells_seashells
Bell deals. The dealership doesn't rotate; it doesn't affect the game. She does not draw when it first comes time for her to do so. She wins anyway. Shark likes this game; he plays it with his friends in the evenings when the salmon boat's in port, and Bell sits in the corner, shucking clams. She knows strategy.
Well. She did.
They've certainly found the note by now.
"I'm down the first two draws," she says. "Onward?"
Well. She did.
They've certainly found the note by now.
"I'm down the first two draws," she says. "Onward?"
she_sells_seashells
Tony wins this time; Bell is much less facile when she's run out of cards to work with, and... Sherlock keeps dropping things that her brother scoops up. Bell looks at her quizzically but doesn't remark on it. "Tony's down a draw," she announces at the end of the game.
she_sells_seashells
Bell deals again, and she pays attention to Sherlock's card drops.
For some reason this time they favor her.
"Sherlock," she says, after the third time the card she wants is placed tantalizingly in the fish-skeleton formation on the table, "what are you doing?"
For some reason this time they favor her.
"Sherlock," she says, after the third time the card she wants is placed tantalizingly in the fish-skeleton formation on the table, "what are you doing?"
she_sells_seashells
"If the game isn't sufficiently amusing as-is, you guys could teach me one," Bell says. "Or I could scan back and see if I can reconstruct the rules to something I learned in Milliways from audio only, though that's dicier."
she_sells_seashells
"With you literally throwing it to me? Not especially. Throw it to Tony again if he doesn't mind or try to win yourself."
she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell scoops up the dropped advantage anyway.
Even with that, Sherlock wins. Twice.
"Nicely done," says Bell.
Even with that, Sherlock wins. Twice.
"Nicely done," says Bell.