fandomtownies | Fast Eddie's -Thursday Evening

Entry tags:

$fast eddie's

Fast Eddie's -Thursday Evening

"So they do have pool in the future, then huh?" Dean asked Alec as they walked into Fast Eddie's, both of them heading towards the pool tables. Dean looked around the place. "They got bowling too?"

[ooc open for all your bowling and pool ~~hustling~~ playing needs :)]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

wear funny shoes, throw a ball at pins

hit little balls into pockets with a big stick

"Maybe," Alec said, half-shrugging. "Just nowhere I ever was."

"Well just goes to prove that pool is the better and more durable game," Dean said with a grin. "And you don't have to wear no stupid looking shoes."

"Hey, last time I just went without," he said, not thinking. He quashed the niggling feeling of ouch when he remembered the last time, instead heading around the table to claim a cue. Alec shot a grin at Dean over his shoulder. "You used to play for money?"

"Still do." Dean grinned back as he headed over to choose his own cue. "Granted not so much here where I'm not going to be gone when people realise they're being hustled, but I've definitely been augmenting my pocket money."

Alec grabbed the chalk, grinding the little cube over the tip as his grin widened. "Would you say you're pretty good then?"

"Generally this is where I say I'm just learning to pull the suc- the other person in and get them to bet more because they think it's easy money." Dean leaned a hip against the table, and spun the cue in a tight circle with a grin. "Y'know, lie through my teeth. Yeah, I'm pretty good."

He smirked, arching an eyebrow at Dean. "Sounds familiar. You wanna break?"

"Sure." He pushed away from the table and moved past Alec to get into position to break, casually trailing a hand along his double's back as he did so.

Alec straightened reflexively at the touch, grinning when Dean stepped away. "That how it is?" He leaned on his cue, watching Dean with amusement. "Bring it, man."

Dean smirked. "I always do." The smirk faded as he leaned over the table and hit the cue ball sending it firmly into the others in an expert break.

Alec nodded, looking minorly impressed. "Nice." He shifted over, leaning down, his shoulder brushing Dean's as he looked over the table. "Guess I get solids."

Dean turned his head to look at Alec; in this position that put their mouths mere inches apart. He smiled slowly. "Guess you do."

Alec bit his lip, half-grinning. "Still your shot."

Dean's grin widened as he pulled away, shifting around the table to line up his next shot. "So was pool something that was part of your training or did you learn it on your own?" he asked as he drew the cue back and solidly made contact with the cue ball sending it crashing into the striped ball he'd been aiming at and sending that into the side pocket.

"Picked it up on a mission once," he said, standing up a little straighter but still leaning on his cue. "Got better at it after I escaped, when I needed money."

Dean glanced up at him while lining up his next shot. "You gotta have Winchester DNA."

Alec cocked an eyebrow. "You know, that kind of makes things a little more... relative."

Dean shrugged and took the shot. "Only if you having cat DNA makes things a little more... bestial." The ball bounced off the side of the table and rolled straight into the corner pocket.

He snickered. "This point, I'd be willing to risk it," he said, standing away from his cue as his grip slid down the length of it. "You gonna run the whole table?"

"I probably could," Dean said with no modesty. "But nah." He turned back to the table and deliberately missed his next shot. Looking up at Alec as he straightened he grinned and said, "I wanna see what you can do."

Alec snorted. "Fine. Your funeral," he said, leaning over and sliding the cue over one knuckle as he eyed the ball. He took his shot and the ball hit a solid, sending it firmly into the pocket just to Alec's right.

He glanced at Dean, smirking. "Maybe we should play for something next round."

which is really just like a period at the end of a sentence.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

bowling lanes

pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

Re: pool tables

arcade

OOC