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WHO: John Constantine trenchcoatmagic & Niki Sanders sanityoptional
Where: Creole Club
DATE: Aug. 7
WARNINGS: Gambling and Alcohol? Maybe more, I don't know.
SUMMARY: Pressing their luck with a friendly game.
STATUS: Closed / Incomplete
It was a typical evening at the club and everything was a lively as ever. After all, here boss always made sure to spare no expense, always having the best food, atmosphere, a live band every night, and the tables were always busy with people willing to spend their money to try and win big. Of course, not everybody could leave a winner, some had to leave with nothing, and those were the people I was meeting tonight.
I wouldn't exactly call myself lucky. Actually, if you were to ask me, I'd probably think I was anything but. However, when I was on a roll with the cards, I was on a roll, and there wasn't anybody that was going to break my streak. That was why the boss kept me around, after all. I know cards, I know people's tells, and I especially know how to keep their eyes on me rather than their cards or pockets.
Still, it wasn't that I didn't feel a little bad to be taking money from these poor men, especially during such hard times, but that's what I get paid for. Besides, it's not like I'm really interested in their problems anyway.
Shuffling the cards once again, I deal them out to each player, my eyes glancing to the door before back down to my hand. I'm distracted tonight because I'm waiting for someone special. Someone that my other boss has taken quite an interest in.
Where: Creole Club
DATE: Aug. 7
WARNINGS: Gambling and Alcohol? Maybe more, I don't know.
SUMMARY: Pressing their luck with a friendly game.
STATUS: Closed / Incomplete
It was a typical evening at the club and everything was a lively as ever. After all, here boss always made sure to spare no expense, always having the best food, atmosphere, a live band every night, and the tables were always busy with people willing to spend their money to try and win big. Of course, not everybody could leave a winner, some had to leave with nothing, and those were the people I was meeting tonight.
I wouldn't exactly call myself lucky. Actually, if you were to ask me, I'd probably think I was anything but. However, when I was on a roll with the cards, I was on a roll, and there wasn't anybody that was going to break my streak. That was why the boss kept me around, after all. I know cards, I know people's tells, and I especially know how to keep their eyes on me rather than their cards or pockets.
Still, it wasn't that I didn't feel a little bad to be taking money from these poor men, especially during such hard times, but that's what I get paid for. Besides, it's not like I'm really interested in their problems anyway.
Shuffling the cards once again, I deal them out to each player, my eyes glancing to the door before back down to my hand. I'm distracted tonight because I'm waiting for someone special. Someone that my other boss has taken quite an interest in.