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[Anakin is nursing a burned leg - thanks, fire - looking like his usual peppy, happy self.]

Eclipse, leave it alone. [He shows a curious cat sniffing said leg and coaxes it into his lap. Another cat, one that is smaller, with a face that is almost too adorable for words follows in Eclipse's dainty footsteps, laying over Anakin's leg. There. That's better, right?]

Thank you, Ravager. [No, really. This is the terrifying Darth Vader. With a pair of sweet cats.]

I swear this is the last I do for you, Hadriel. Unless there is a burning building filled with cats, you are on your own.

[Cats > People. Obviously.]

Hux? Are you alive? [That's a nice way of checking on someone, right?] Maedhros? Fingon? What about you?

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[So not fair, Anakin.]

Pair of twos, you win.

[He refilled his wine glass with amusement. He wasn't wearing as many layers as Anakin since he had been working around the house that day.]

[He could have worn something else today. He's glad he didn't.]

Alright. Shirt.

[He rests his chin on his hand, eagerly waiting. Come on, Hux, it will be fun! The cats are intrigued too, it seems, watching their exchange from their various perches.]

[Thankfully he wasn't that modest- growing up on a star destroyer with little to no privacy meant he wasn't shy about taking off his clothes. He laughed as he took off his shirt, tossing it aside.]

Now deal. Clearly, I need to start winning a few hands so we're even.

[The whiskey probably helps too. Liquid courage, eh? Anakin chuckles and drinks more of said "courage".]

I won't be as red as you by the end of this. [He deals the cards and something in his eyes flashes.

Well, well this might be an excellent hand.]

[Hux took another drink, much more relaxed by now. He picked up his cards with a steady hand but the facade was starting to crack just a little bit.]

Alright, I think I have you now. [He grinned as he laid out his hand, a straight flush.] Let's see if you can do better.

[He feigns an expression of woe before throwing down his cards on the table.]

Royal flush. [His gaze moves over Hux, wondering what item to pick next.] I'll be kind this time.

[He pauses for effect.]

Your pants.

[That's kind?!]

Oh that is indeed kind of you. [He laughed as he stood to take his pants off. He was a bit unsteady on his feet but managed to get them off before tossing in the general direction of where his shirt had gone. He was left only wearing socks and boxers as he sat back down, huffing.]

Now this really is unfair. You're still completely dressed.

[Incredibly kind! He grins remorselessly, eyes sparkling with pure mischief. If only he had a way to take a picture - not that his hands are quite steady enough for the task!]

I thought so! [He pours himself some more whiskey and takes a generous swig.]

Start winning and I won't be.

I will win, just you wait and see.

[He dealt the cards, leaning forward as he looked down at his own hand intensively.]

Alright, you're first. What do you have?

Make a bet, General. [He waves his cards playfully.] Do I have a flush? A pair? Three of a kind? Or nothing of value at all?

Alright.

[He leaned forward, meeting Anakin's eyes directly as he thought things over.]

How about we make this interesting. If I win, you strip from the waist up. If you win, I'll take my boxers off. Deal?

General!

[Okay he's not aghast. He's damn amused. Since he got himself into this position, he might as well see it through.

Putting his cards down carefully, one at a time, he reveals he has a crap hand. Oops.]

Let's see yours, Hux.

[Hux feigned disappointment before revealing his cards, a terrible hand that was only slightly better than Anakin.]

Better start stripping. [He slowly grinned as he refilled his glass.]

[Are their cards getting drunk too? The fact that Anakin even considers that as a possibility reveals that he is well and truly inebriated.

Standing, he pulls the tunic over his head, letting it fall onto the seat beside him. Eclipse hops onto it immediately, purring.]

Are you happy? I'll never get him off of that.

Yes, yes I am very pleased.

[Hux laughed, downing the rest of his glass before sliding the cards over to Anakin.] Now you understand the struggle of having a cat- cat fur gets everywhere.

Now, deal up, you haven't won yet.

You would be. [He sticks out his tongue at Eclipse and regains his seat.] I need lighter colors.

[Not that lighter colors suit him anymore.]

You're a taskmaster. [Anakin has a little trouble dealing this time and he narrows his eyes at his hand.]

I'm a general, it's a bit of what I do. [he grinned as he caught his cards, nearly dropping them in the process. It was more difficult to focus but he was determined to win this game.]

Flush, let's see if you can top that. If you can't, your pants are coming off.

You're not my general. [He mumbles before cursing in a variety of alien tongues. Some of said curses are actually pretty inventive! He throws down his one pair hand and unbuttons his pants, pushing them down with care. His burned shin is not a pretty sight, but at least he doesn't feel it anymore? Thank you, whiskey!]

[Hux didn't so much as flinch at the sight of scars, he had seen such things before. Instead, he leaned over to refill both of their glasses, well and truly drunk at this point.

It made dealing cards difficult but he managed, concentrating on the task.]

Alright, one more round, all in. Ready?

All in? [Hux is serious about showing some skin! Or...Anakin showing some skin. A lot of skin. He snickers and takes his hand, flipping it over.] I swear if you have another flush, I'm calling you a cheater and stripping you myself.

[What? This is why he should never drink.]

All in.

[Hux downed his glass before flipping his cards over to show a royal flush, grinning.]

I think this means I win.

That's it. [Anakin drops his cards clumsily on the table and makes a feigned lunge at Hux.]

Oh no, rules are rules!

[He grinned as he moved back, stumbling in the process as he got up.]

Sorry, boxers off.

There is no justice.

[He smirks and rights himself, clearing his throat.]

This wouldn't look good if someone walked in...

[But off the boxers go and Anakin spreads his arms in a "ta da" motion.]

[Hux laughed as Anakin stripped naked, shaking his head with amusement. Playing strip poker with Darth Vader himself was something that he never thought he would do but here he was. Life was strange.]

Alright, you can put your clothes on. Perhaps next time we play you'll win.

[he finished off his glass of whiskey, nearly falling over in the process of trying to find his shirt.]

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