Nov 15, 2023 19:09:36 GMT
Post by CLOCKWORK on Nov 15, 2023 19:09:36 GMT
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"—Atta girl. You're pretty good at this, aren't you?"
[break] [break] It's a voice too husky to be Clockwork's own, as an unfamiliar hand slings over his shoulders, wandering eyes glancing over his shoulder towards the deck of cards sprawled out across his hands. It's sleazy, he thinks to himself, frowning with an expression of disgust— but it's behavior he's come to expect from the NPCs roaming the midnight taverns here; cheats, the lot of them.
[break] [break] Sneering, he moves backwards, shifting to elbow the man in the stomach with narrowed eyes. "Don't fucking peek. Get your own deck." It's said matter-of-factly, a cold tone and a muted expression flickering across his expression as Clockwork rebuffs him. For someone with such an innocent-looking face and a well-tailored wardrobe, there's a learned sharpness to his words, as if he's been spending a lot more time in Ludwig's underground guildhalls than he'd like to admit.
[break] [break] Such a robotic expression, after all, makes for a good poker face.
[break] [break] After sparing the NPC another icy-cold glance, however, he takes a step back from the card table, placing his deck down face-first with a brief scoff. "...Nothing going on today. Usually, I'd expect the place to be in higher spirits."
[break] [break] (...Now that he thinks about it, were there even any other players present?)
[break] [break] It's a voice too husky to be Clockwork's own, as an unfamiliar hand slings over his shoulders, wandering eyes glancing over his shoulder towards the deck of cards sprawled out across his hands. It's sleazy, he thinks to himself, frowning with an expression of disgust— but it's behavior he's come to expect from the NPCs roaming the midnight taverns here; cheats, the lot of them.
[break] [break] Sneering, he moves backwards, shifting to elbow the man in the stomach with narrowed eyes. "Don't fucking peek. Get your own deck." It's said matter-of-factly, a cold tone and a muted expression flickering across his expression as Clockwork rebuffs him. For someone with such an innocent-looking face and a well-tailored wardrobe, there's a learned sharpness to his words, as if he's been spending a lot more time in Ludwig's underground guildhalls than he'd like to admit.
[break] [break] Such a robotic expression, after all, makes for a good poker face.
[break] [break] After sparing the NPC another icy-cold glance, however, he takes a step back from the card table, placing his deck down face-first with a brief scoff. "...Nothing going on today. Usually, I'd expect the place to be in higher spirits."
[break] [break] (...Now that he thinks about it, were there even any other players present?)
sorry....... he's being a degen gambler
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