Soon after nightfall, Bronwyn rose from her bunk and dressed. She hadn't slept, merely waited out the day with the nearly infinite patience her thousands of years of existence had engendered in her. She had no desire to revisit her nightmares.<br/>Stuck to her door was a brightly colored flier announcing the poker game for the night. Bronwyn raised an eyebrow. Might be fun.<br/>She made her way down to the common area and found Tara setting up for the event.<br/>"Hi! Will you be joining us for poker tonight?" Tara's enthusiasm for the event was clear.<br/>"Aye. Though 'tis a game I've not played in many years." Bronwyn studied Tara for a moment. "I think we got off to a bad start, an' ya have me apologies. Suppose we try again?"