[center][h2]Thomas Dunn[/h2][/center]

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"Five card draw? I look like an amateur to you?" He said, cocking an eyebrow as he sat down in his chair, immediately tipping it back on two legs. He thought about the mechanic's earlier question. "Excited, eh? To be on a new planet? Maybe a little bit. Hostile? That's got me intrigued. If we're being frank, I miss the military, I miss danger." He smirked. "Or, at least, I'll miss it right up until some alien-thing is eating my kidneys." He got his cards and smiled. Pocket Jacks. There were, of course, three cards on the table, at the moment. A king, a four, and a six. The fourth card was another king. The corner of his mouth twitched into something resembling a smile. He didn't fold. He glared at the deck.

[i]Come on, you rat bastard![/i] He mentally shouted at the cards. [i]Give me a Jack. I need a Jack, or a king. Come on, come on, c'mon, comeoncomecomeon![/i]

It was a five. Thomas groaned, laying down his cards. 

"Two pair. Jacks and Kings." He said, dejectedly. "I was [i]this close[/i]. Could have had a full house."