A.N.- I dare anyone to be nerd enough to get this. Written for aisuru113. You asked for it, so here it is (…god help us all).

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A Roll of the Dice

By: shad0wg8

Feilong burst into the room, shoving past the guards; challenging anyone to just try and stop him. He strode quickly to the table, glancing at Asami on the way before quickly ignoring both men, staring straight ahead as he took the empty seat between them.

Mikhail's eyes slid slyly to the side, an unsettling smile quirking his lips.

"It's extremely rare for us to gather. What do you say to us three having one game?"

Asami tensed as Mikhail reached inside his leather jacket, relaxing only slightly when the blonde pulled out a small case of varied dice. Weapons came in many shapes and sizes, and if a player found the right set the results could be devastating.

"Stop fooling around, Mikhail," Feilong snapped.

"Just one game," Mikhail appeased, giving Fei his best puppy-dog look.

The Baishe leader sighed in frustration.

"Fine."

Mikhail grinned and nodded to the woman behind the table.

"Do you have your own dice, or will some need to be supplied by the house?" she questioned blankly.

The other two men nodded in the negative, pulling out their own sets.

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Asami leaned back in his seat, smoke from his cigarette lazily curling up into the air. He watched, with growing irritation, as Feilong and Mikhail bickered back and forth.

"The modifier negates that effect."

"No, it clearly states right here in the manual that the modifier only negates the effect if you're a level 5 or higher."

"That's only for certain classes, and my character isn't any of those listed."

"Your character is a sub-class of the ones listed, so it applies to you."

"Not if I'm in possession of this artifact," Feilong furiously flipped through the pages until he found the one he wanted, violently stabbing the page with his finger. Mikhail leaned over, carefully reading the text.

"That would be the case if you weren't also in possession of this other item," Mikhail flipped back several pages and slipped the book back to Feilong.

"No, it says here that this item when used in conjunction with this potion …"

Asami sighed and wished he had a bottle of scotch. It was going to be one hell of a long session this time.