Ras kept his coins hidden and close to him. He knew the place was heavy on the security- he looked at the gun toting guards at every exit, but he wondered if they knew how many of them were from an environment where this was the normal.
If they knew how many of them were thieves.
He didn't let the gold stray far from his touch. He wasn't light fingered, it had never been a talent of his. He'd shoplifted a few times, when his bank account had hit the bottom, and he'd gotten caught.
He was useless- so useless, and worthless, at everything, and now this. It had to be a Casino. It had to just rub it in.
He eyed, not for the first or last time, the Russian Roulette room.He listened to the blood curdling screams. 1000 coins. He stood near the entrance, tightly wound, holding his coins and clutching his own arm tightly.
1000.
He looked again up, and up, to the restaurant, where a cheery couple in shimmering clothes clinked their glasses together.
It was always this way. Why. Why?
Coins: 62/100
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Character's name: Rasputin Graves Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lanky and tall, with a smooth chin and long, dark hair.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 12:30 pm
Gilda didn't expect to find Ras by the room where the russian roulette was taking place. When she did though, she broke into a run and lost some of her normal composure. How dare he even consider such a thing she found herself thinking in the moment of irrational panic, her heels clicked a fierce drumbeat on the pristine floor as she cleared the distance to him (at surprising speed.)
And smacked him full across the face.
"How DARE you get out of my sight!" she snapped and everything about her expression was fierce anger and indignation.
Apart from the tears which welled up in her eyes.
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▐▐ CHARACTER'S NAME>>Gilda Farrel ▐▐ CHARACTER'S FACTION>>Prison ▐▐ CHARACTER'S JOURNAL>>[x] ▐▐ CHARACTER'S STATS>>[x] ▐▐ CHARACTER'S DESCRIPTION>> Tall and blonde with sleek curves and a very severe expression and disposition. Dressed impeccably despite the situation and apparently still in a rather businesslike mode. Scruffy and worn out.
HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
▐▐ COINS>>70/125
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 12:50 pm
Ras looked surprised at first, hand flying to his cheek, but his expression softened to glad thankfulness.
"Doctor," he said, nothing in his tone except adoration.
His hand hovered over the space, savoring the faint burning warmth that her palm had left behind. He averted his eyes.
"Sorry. I woke up- and...when they told us about the games, I thought you might have better luck without me."
He seemed to have difficulty looking away from her feet, but when he did, it was to give a long, grim stare at the Russian Roulette door. "At the last," he whispered finally, "rather than getting dragged into the back room. We have some hours still, but...even if I don't make it." He looked at her, haunted and serious. "Use my coins. You can't stay here. I'd be alright. You- if, you see fit, you could, come back for me."
Coins: 62/100
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Character's name: Rasputin Graves Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lanky and tall, with a smooth chin and long, dark hair.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:04 pm
The hand she'd struck him with clenched into a fist and for a moment she looked as if she might actually punch him rather than simply slapping him. Part of her wanted to, wanted to exact her weakness on him in a way she knew he would allow her, but she didn't because in the end she knew striking him in that way would make her sick to her very stomach and would only drive her a little closer to the death that hung over them all.
"Well I did not." she said clipped and furious. "I revoke permission for you to leave. Not that I ever gave it." and anger practically dripped from every syllable.
Her hand lashed out and she seized his jaw hard enough her nails bit into to it, forcing him to look at her. "And I will not use your coins. We will earn enough to get out of here. Both of us. "
She eyed the russian roulette door with a perturbed expression before looking back to him, still tightly holding his face.
"And in case I wasn't entirely clear. You aren't allowed to go off shooting yourself either."
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▐▐ CHARACTER'S NAME>>Gilda Farrel ▐▐ CHARACTER'S FACTION>>Prison ▐▐ CHARACTER'S JOURNAL>>[x] ▐▐ CHARACTER'S STATS>>[x] ▐▐ CHARACTER'S DESCRIPTION>> Tall and blonde with sleek curves and a very severe expression and disposition. Dressed impeccably despite the situation and apparently still in a rather businesslike mode. Scruffy and worn out.
HERE YOU SHOULD QUOTE ANYONE YOU ARE TALKING TO
QUOTE MORE PEOPLE IF YOU ARE TALKING OT THEM
▐▐ COINS>>70/125
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:10 pm
"Y-yes," he squawked, through lips that were pursed tight through her grip.
The words were almost a sigh, and his breath caught at being so close and looking into her eyes.
"Yes, Doctor," he said again. The collar displayed the number they'd valued him with on his throat. He was pessimistic, but if Gilda said that they could- she was very smart. He should have found her to begin with. She'd find away. He'd do anything for her. "Together." He made a slightly pained sound, not at her grip, but at seeing her own collar.
"Did they hurt you?" he asked.
Coins: 62/100
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Character's name: Rasputin Graves Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lanky and tall, with a smooth chin and long, dark hair.
Baneful
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:18 pm
She tensed just a little, the rigidity visible in her spine. "No. Not that I recall. Not yet, though I imagine if we don't play their sadistic little games that it will only be a matter of time before they hurt both of us quite considerably." Something seemed to flash in her gaze as she looked him over. "I don't like the idea of anyone else hurting you." she said.
"They would frankly do it all wrong."
Her grip relaxed and instead of squeezing his jaw she stroked his jawline with her fingertips and tilted his head up to look at his collar.
"What fools, they absolutely overvalued you, don't you think? I bet I could purchase you for much, much less."
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:32 pm
Ras's stomach twisted.
"They were rough with me," he admitted. He touched his own collar. "Y-yes. It's for my age, and health. What's left of it. Nothing about my looks," he smiled self-depreciatingly. "I was afraid you would be so costly, that you wouldn't have a price. But I am thankful."
He flushed slightly at the idea of her purchasing him.
"Ah," he croaked, "anyway, you should hold on to them. I did play one of the games, I made a little. I can keep playing, if you think that I should. I didn't want to lose any of your coins."
He held out the whole of his winnings for her like they were a small and trapped animal, cupped carefully in his hand.
Coins: 62/100
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Character's name: Rasputin Graves Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Lanky and tall, with a smooth chin and long, dark hair.
Baneful
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:45 pm
She seemed cold at the idea they had been rough with him and was more gentle as she touched the red mark where she'd struck him. "I am thankful you are not impossibly overvalued at the very least. Even if they evidently didn't get a look under the hood." she smirked.
"No. You keep your coins." she said. "Hold onto them, I want you to have them if they come to you." she closed his hands around his winnings deliberately and pushed them back towards him.
"But never forget that you are only owned by one person and that person is me."
Coins - 80/125
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 1:52 pm
"Of course," he kissed Gilda's knuckles, and then repocketed the coins.
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