[h3][color=f6989d]Yasaliah Josk: Pilot[/color][/h3]

The Satasi pilot had lost, of course. Luck was not on her side. Probably the consequence of never, ever, not one time, actually looking at her cards. She was incredibly drunk. She was already wearing light clothing when she got in here, and had just lost the last hand. She took off her tank top and was now officially in nothing but her underwear. Giggling, she leaned over to Rendel.[color=f6989d] "Look away."[/color] She glanced over at Aamra, smiling, reaching her hand out shakily toward her as if to shield her eyes.

[color=f6989d]"Look away. Shield your innocent eyes..."[/color]

Biting her lower lip, she took another swig of alcohol. [color=f6989d]"Raymond...you know what I would do? Raymond? I would go...I would go and kill whoever wrote this song. That's what I would do. Then, then, then, I would...go racing. Yeah, that sounds fun. I would go racing. It's been a long time since I've been racing."[/color] As she talked, she emoted with her hands. Her right hand held her two cards, and she accidentally showed them to the entire room as she pointed them at her captain.

[color=f6989d]"You guys have no idea who you're dealing with. I'm gonna come outta this room dressed in alla your clothes. I'm gonna be able to go to an ice planet because of how many layers I'm gonna have on."[/color] Somehow she had gotten the idea into her head that she would get to keep the clothes after she won.