[OOM] Oswin, Moriarty and Poker.

[awesome_binomial_theorems]

Moriarty's room is - much as someone would expect. There's a bed, a desk with an array of soil samples and various examining equipment (as well as a pile of unmarked papers) and a few large armchairs and a leather sofa set around a coffee table.

Moriarty holds open the door for Oswin, before setting the bottles on the coffee table and taking off his coat, hanging it up by the door. His boots are deposited beneath it. After all, it's rude to wear a coat and boots inside.

"I hope you don't mind losing too much," he says cheerily.

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[souffle_girlek]

"Pride goeth before a fall, or so they say." She retorts, mimicking his behavior and leaving her ankle-high boots at the doorway. She claims one of the armchairs, curling up in it like she used to on the jump-seat she scavenged from her survival pod.

Or something like that, certainly.