"Hey Luxord!" she called out. She was sitting at a table in the corner of the library, shuffling a deck of cards. "Up for a game?"
I wasn't stupid. I knew what she was doing. There was that familiar gleam of wickedness in her piercing blue eyes. She had fought almost everyone in the Organization. She'd beaten everyone she'd fought at least once. She liked beating people at their own game.
Xenos knew it would be useless to fight me. This was my game.
"You got any money?" I asked. I wasn't going to refuse her challenge. It was just more fun if there was something in it for me.
"Nope," the girl had such an air of confidence, "but I'm sure it won't matter much. I'll find some way to pay you back if I loose, 'kay?" If she lost? When she lost.
So we played. Poker, in case you were wondering. She shuffled, I cut the deck, to make sure she wasn't cheating. She dealt the cards. I ended up with a pair of kings. Not too bad. Xenos was betting money she didn't even have. We both remained expressionless, emotionless. Which must have been harder for her, because she actually had emotions. She was bluffing. But so was I. She was so obviously bluffing.
And when we finally turned our cards over, her pair of aces beat my pair of kings. And it was over. I had lost.
She beat me at my own game.
She took the money off the table and began to walk away. She paused, turned. "Hey Luxord," she said in the sweetest, most innocent voice ever. It sickened me. It made me want to kill her. "Good game."
"Yeah." I'd finally learned the lesson she'd been trying to teach everyone in the Organization ever since she got here.
Never underestimate Xenos.