"That's 19!" He yelled, clapping at it with another sly grin at the dealer. "Thanks a lot for that. You're making me feel a lot better." Kaethus sat again, staring at the rest of the casino around him. It was loud and quiet at the same time. He noticed some other faction members around. "Hn." He was missing something familiar.
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Casino Coins: 25 + 10 = 35 Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal backround mostly in pickpocketing and shoplifting.
Judas froze. He knew that voice. He'd only been with it a little bit but right now, that voice was as familiar as his skin. And he would kill for a little bit of GOOD familiarity right now.
'Keep talking, keep talking.' Judas mentally chanted to himself as he ducked and weaved his way through the tables till finally he found him. "Kaethus!" He yelled, throwing himself into the man's chest and hugging him. "Oh my god are you okay. Where's Aaron. I hate this place." He whined, the words coming out in a blur. "Please for the love of whatever, do not leave me." In a blind panic, Judas grabbed the taller mans hand. "Deal me in."
He was so happy that to have the stupid a** collar off of him, but now he has to look for Kaethus. Hopefully though, he's not here. He doesn't want to see him here in this hell. Just thinking about the poor kid send chills down his spine.
"Kaethus!"
Someone called out his name, and even that voice is familiar too. Aaron looks around to see where they are, feeling his heart beating so fast in a frenzy to find them. Aaron walk around to the tables, and he saw Judas. Those piercings just gleam from the lighting in the place, and he was hugging Kaethus. It took him for a moment, frozen in place, but he is so happy to see the two are okay. Even happier to see that Kaethus doesn't have the collar. Calmly, if possible, he walks up to the two and wrap his muscular arms around the two in a big hug to surprise them. "Don't leave me either Kaethus." He smirks, but inside he's just feeling overjoyed that he's okay. As for Judas, he fears for him and want that damn collar off of him.
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Character's name: Aaron Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off. He's a scary man, strong, but overprotective of his family and friends.
A name slowly shouted out over the crowd and he turned back just in time for a body to hit his. "A-ahh?" It was a hug and he blinked, but the voice clicked in slowly. "Judas?" Kaethus gave him a small smile, but then frowned. "Aaron is..." Could he really tell him he didn't know? That he'd lost his big brother? His tank? There was a strange sensation as he looked at his hand, watching the cards get dealt.
"It's alright. I'll stick with you." But his eyes moved over to his collar on him and he sighed.
But then the arms came around him and he turned back. "AARON!" Kaethus clung into both of them, hiding his fears that they might be gone. And his big brother... no collar there. Did he tear it off?
He'd nearly forgotten about the game when his cards were dealt and he scoffed at the 4, looking back up to Aaron and then to Judas. "I'm trying to see if I can't get more people out." His hand was still in Judas's and he looked to Aaron again. "I'm glad you're already free."
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Casino Coins: 35 Character's name: Kaethus Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link: [ #130 ] Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER22 years old, 5'10'' with long brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing his jumpsuit with the sleeves tied around his waist, white tanktop showing. A joker, full of himself but jumps into things and doesn't back down. Occasionally a dumbass. Criminal backround mostly in pickpocketing and shoplifting.
"Hit me." He said, though no sooner had he said that, did the pair get hugged. "Aaron!" Judas cried, looking away from the game for a moment and wrapping his free arm around the other man. They were both alive. And warm. And alive. And collar free. ALIVE. "I'm so glad you guys are okay.... And without... " He gestured to the collar still around his neck. "I'm almost there... I just need one hand. When Judas turned back to the game, his voice died down for a minute before suddenly.
He grins happily in hearing his brother, clinging him close in feeling happy that he is together with him. After hugging the two for a while he release his grip around them and move back a bit. "I'm just glad to see that you two are okay." It's good of Kaethus to try and help others to be free and chuckles. "Thank god my assessment for the collar was low enough to get the stupid thing off."
But now it was Judas' turn to be free from the collar, looking at the table to see how he's doing. "You'll get there." He blinks at hearing his voice growing soft. His brow arch on why the sudden change and looks at the table to see why, laughing at his enthusiasm. "Congrats!!" Aaron slings his arm around him with a big grin.
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Character's name: Aaron Lazaris Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Link Character's survival stats: Stats BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Giant muscle man at 6'5", dirty blond hair, one blue eye with a black eye patch over his right eye and burn marks on his face. Wearing an orange jumpsuit with the sleeves ripped off. He's a scary man, strong, but overprotective of his family and friends.
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