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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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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.]

[It's a first, that's for sure! Anakin might be a little red in the face, but he refuses to hide himself. He won't be a sore loser. ~~This time.~~]

Kind of you. [He too stumbles picking up his clothes and tugging them on. The pants especially are...a challenge.]

Whoa.

Of course.

[Getting dressed while drunk wasn't going to happen so he just tugged his shirt on before laying out on the couch. It was Kylo's so it was big enough to go down to his hips.

He was pleasantly drunk, this was much better than spending the evening cleaning out his room. He looked up at Anakin, slouching down into the couch.]

[Anakin manages his pants - through some miracle - but the tunic just won't...cooperate. He finally gives up and almost - almost - tumbles onto Hux. With a chuckle, he lands on the seat beside him, pushing his hair out of his face.]

Good game.

[Like Ren, Anakin outweighed him by a bit so he was grateful Anakin managed to avoid crushing him. He lay on his side a bit, leaning against the arm of the couch comfortably.]

You were indeed a worthy adversary.

[It's the muscle. Not that Hux has anything to complain about in that respect. Anakin is just...built to fight.]

I think, honestly, the whiskey won.

Imagine if we played a serious game while sober. [He laughed, stretching out carefully. Living here had made it easier for him to become more comfortable showing emotions like this, it was a strange thing for him but at the same time, it felt good.]

It would be ruthless. [Hux has a good laugh. Anakin stretches out his legs and rests an arm behind his head.] I still say it's mostly luck. Or cheating.

[He yawned as he closed his eyes, shifting to try to get more comfortable.]

Oh it would be brutal. But you're most likely right, a combination of luck and cheating. We both like to win, don't we?

[Anakin's eyes fall closed and he makes an amused sound in his throat.]

We do. Winning feels much better than losing. Usually. Strangely I didn't mind being without clothes this time around.

[Because why not.]

You certainly seemed more than eager to strip off.

[He smirked as he tried to sit up slowly. The room shifted around him and while he knew he should try to make it to his room, stairs seemed too daunting at the moment.

He would have to admit defeat, sinking back into the couch.]

Maybe I was just too hot.

[Alcohol does cause that warming sensation. Oh and Anakin is shameless.

The galaxy is shocked. Not.]

Stay put. [He used the Force to drape a blanket over Hux.] You're safe.

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