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Subject Info: Beecher, Keller, O'Reily, Hill 
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 Notes: The secret_ids challenge was: somebody tells a lie, and somebody
tells the truth. And it had to be set in canon. The stories were sent in
anonymously and we had to try to identify the author by their writing.
Most of the participants came up with really amazing stuff: stories with
clever little twists, insightful character portraits, angsty, beautiful
vignettes...
 
 And I sent in... this. *g* Draw 

"You're up." Keller pushed the card pile down the table.  

Hill squared the deck, then shuffled carefully. He began to deal, then
paused a moment, shooting an arched-brow glance back at Keller before
sliding a card in front of O'Reily."You really think they're fake?"  

"They don't bounce right."  

"Maybe she's just got a good bra?" Beecher asked, picking up his first
card.  

"Nah. Fake."  

Hill shook his head as he continued to deal out the hand. "You think
everything is fake."  

"Hey, I just call 'em like I see 'em. And no..." Keller's eyes shifted
down the table. "Not everything."  

"If you two start, I'm outta here."  

"Just bet."  

"All right. Jesus, look at this pile of shit." O'Reily pushed two
matchsticks toward the center of the table.  

"See your two." Beecher added his matches to the pot.  

"I'm in." Keller tossed two matches in.  

"Me too." Hill added his before turning back to O'Reily. "Cards?"  

"Fuck. Four."  

"Look at you," Hill laughed, dealing out the replacement cards. "Who would
have thought you'd suck so bad at poker? I figured you for a master
cheater or something."	

"He don't have to cheat. O'Reily's got an unlimited supply of matches."  

"Fuck you, Keller."  

"What, you think we've never noticed?" Beecher laughed. "You get them from
the kitchen."  

"I don't even know why I bother with you assholes," O'Reily scowled,
picking up his cards.  

"Plenty of other assholes in here to choose from," Beecher sniffed.  

Hill chuckled. "Good point. Beecher, cards?"  

"Three."  

"Keller?"  

"Two."	

"And... the dealer takes two."	

"You guys hear McManus is gonna end the porn ban?"  

"What?" Beecher and Hill chorused in unison.  

O'Reily grinned and slouched down into his seat. "Yeah. McManus' big
campaign to earn our trust back, or some shit. Way I hear it, we should be
able to start getting magazines in Em City again by the beginning of next
month. They had some whole big staff meeting about it, with Warden Glynn
and everything."  

Keller glared over the tops of his cards. "O'Reily, quit with the
coffeehousing and bet."  

"Yeah, that's a bunch of horse shit, man. You're just trying to throw us
off," muttered Hill.  

"Fine. Fuck you. Fold." O'Reily tossed his cards, still face-down onto the
table.	

One corner of Keller's mouth tugged up into a smirk. "Stick to chess."	

"Beecher, your bet," said Hill.  

Beecher hummed absently as he studied his hand, drumming his fingers on
the table before counting out seven matches and pushing them into the
middle. Keller nodded silently, and added his seven matches.  

"Okay, I'll call that..." Hill wheeled closer to the table, leaning in to
flip his matches into the pot. "And, Beecher, what do you have?"  

Beecher shrugged and revealed his cards. "Pair of nines."  

Hill raised his eyebrows. "You bet seven sticks on a pair of nines?"  

"I was still thinking about Miss Sally's tits, and porn," Beecher
muttered.  

Hill nodded once quickly. "Yeah, actually me too, kinda. Keller, what
about you?"  

"Full house, jacks and sevens."  

"Damn, that's a good hand. I had three tens."  

"Yep. Thank you," Keller leaned in to scoop up the pot of match sticks.
"O'Reily, your deal."  

"Whatever." O'Reily swept up the cards and began to shuffle.  

"You know, I been thinking about it a little bit more."  

"Thinking about..." Hill asked, picking up his hand, then throwing it down
in disgust as the buzzer sounded, calling evening lockdown.  

"Maybe they are real," Keller said, getting up from the table. 
  

--FIN--