Down the Rabbit Hole: The Royamune All-Hearts Casino and Hotel [Open RP round]

[demon_shawn]

The White Rabbit now faced a no-win situation: beat the Black Cat into submission in revenge for his betrayal or run away like a baby Lagomorph. On one hand, he could get the satisfaction of finally doing something in retribution for his fallen Queen but he'd allow the Suits to take Shawn and the Hatter away. And what the hell did Perrault mean by

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Didn't realise you'd posted 'til I'd replied....

[det_lassiter]

It wasn't that Lasietanya wasn't grateful to keep his tooth, it was just that he still had bigger things to consider, like how when they did move up he'd be betting his foot. "Great," he grunted at Shawn sarcastically, "I won't need to puree my carrot later

[ashes_ascending]

There's nothing like Shawn's declaration to wipe that smug grin off the knave's face. He steps back a little, stunned, and then practically bounds after Lasietanya, standing the other side of Shawn from the lagomorph.

"Are you out of your tiny mind?" He hisses, first at Spencer, and then snarling at Lasietanya. "Did you put him up to this?"

He doesn't like this at all. Not only is the poor idiot going to get his heart cut out before the night ends, it's going to attract attention. Lots and lots of unwanted attention. Surely the White Rabbit can see that? With the hood over his head, it hardly looks like the lagomorph's interested in publicity.

[demon_shawn]

The fake psychic can practically cut the tension between the Lagormorph and the demonic Knave with his Vorpal Knife so he interceded with, "I put myself up to prove you two a-holes how committed I am to the cause."

Meh! Can't watch the finale til tonight D:

[det_lassiter]

If there was one thing Lasietanya didn't doubt about Shawn, and he doubted most things about Shawn on a hourly basis, it was his commitment to the cause.

"You didn't need to put your heart up to prove your commitment." He was staring at the knave as he spoke these words. Why was he still here? Why was he interfering in business that wasn't his? His attention did shift to Shawn to continue. "But this is the fastest way to get the funds we need, and you can't lose, right?"

*Pats lassie-mun* btw, Is this a roulette table, or cards?

[ashes_ascending]

"Cause." The knave's tone is overloaded with sarcasm. What..cause? And what's this about Shawn not being able to lose? If there's something the other-world anomaly hasn't told Paradiesvogel, then he's bloody well on his own.

He'll keep his secrets, but he detests it when other people keep theirs. It doesn't stop him from folding his arms stubbornly and pouting back at Lasietanya.

It's a high stakes Poker game...If you guys want I can start a new thread for the game?

[demon_shawn]

Shawn was caught between a rock and a hard place with these two and prayed the Hatter would come in and get him out of there.

"Birdie, I'll be fine; psychic, remember?" Spencer assured Paradiesvogel with a confident smile, like he would've to Phoenix back home. "And like I told outside, I want this place to be what it used to; that's my cause."

Wow, I've never sounded so grown up in my life...ironically enough, it happened in Wonderland.

To cement his confidence, Shawn pecked the Knave on the lips and went off to the table, leaving both the Anomaly and the White Rabbit stunned.

The Hatter arrived at the second, with a jar of tea and a new Hat number (for his just-purchased Dor-Lion) and inquired, "What did I miss?"

Suits me either way. And where the hell is Ro? Waiting to watch the finale with her! D:

[det_lassiter]

The white rabbit blinked. He blinked and stared at Paradiesvogel. He blinked again when the Hatter approached him, and took a moment to shake his head and collect himself.

"... Shawn just kissed the Knave..."

That was unexpected, and... upsetting... He frowned, finally focusing on his friend in front of him.

"And..." There was something else wasn't there? Something important. "And Shawn's about to bet his heart."

You two haven't watched it yet? I'll keep mum then...

[demon_shawn]

Gustav's jaw dropped to the floor for three reasons: one, he didn't know the Knave had survived, two, Shawn KISSED the guy for apparently no good reason and three...HE BET HIS HEART FOR REAL.

"Oh, God Save the Queen, what is that moron on?!" the Hatter groaned; a Heart was the most valuable of all organs to be put in a pot with a payout starting in 100,000 gil just from mentioning it.

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[ooc: I'll also be writing a little intermission from the Red Queen's point of view]

ack sry. got confused, but yes, I'm easy.

[ashes_ascending]

He's about to argue there's a big difference in Shawn Spencer just 'pitching in' and the word 'cause', which makes the whole thing seem more organised, or official, or... terrifying. The kiss however shuts the knave up completely.

He touches his own lips, rubs at the back of his head, frowns at the White rabbit, frowns at the floor, and is for a moment, utterly at a loss for word or deed.

The Hatter's appearance breaks his awkwardness though, and Paradiesvogel just scowls at him - another individual he'd rather not be associated with. "

Yes. I think he probably did..." Then he scowls at Lasietanya in turn, and stomps off after Shawn.

Ok!

[demon_shawn]

The fake psychic honestly didn't expect anyone to follow him except the Hatter to chastise him on his reckless behavior. "Parry? I thought you and Lassiebunny had some dirty laundry to clean?"

[det_lassiter]

The rabbit gave Shawn a glare that could have cut his heart out without the need of knives.

"Our dirty laundry can stay hidden away and filthy. I want to be ready if anyone tries to take your heart."

....

"And I'm sure your boyfriend does too."

[ashes_ascending]

Paradiesvogel still isn't entirely convinced that Shawn cannot lose. Also, he's under the distinct impression that Lasietanya is very much Spencer's boyfriend... what with all that fondling at the blackjack table.

"Oh, get her." He bites back at Lasietanya, but for once he's in agreement with the lagomorph - on both counts. And turning his attention to Shawn; "Don't worry sugar-plum, I'm sure we're all far too civilised for a handbag fight right here." He backs up the statement with a brief sarcastic smile, and pats Shawn's ass.

Not that he's rubbing it in or anything.

[demon_shawn]

I really should learn to control myself, Shawn thought, caught in a triangle that he had unknowingly caused. Of course, he didn't want to pull an Anita Blake on either guys but-

The fake psychic's train of thought is obviously interrupted when he felt Paradiesvogel's hand on his butt. He flinched, naturally and, to be honest, it's quite interesting to see it with a hoop skirt.

"If you two really want to protect my Heart, then let me play," he stated firmly. "I'm a big boy; I can handle myself."

But I am counting on you guys' abilities to get me out of a bind...

[det_lassiter]

Letting Shawn play seems like the most obvious route to not protecting his heart. But, Lasietanya has already had this conversation and if Shawn really can pull his off it'll be a massive step forwards. If not, at least they're all together and ready to run and fight.

[ashes_ascending]

Briefly distracted by the whether or not Spencer actually has petticoats under that skirt, the knave lets the thought go, and steps aside with a little mock-bow.

"Then go ahead and play. Big boy."

He eyes the Hatter and the White Rabbit, wondering just how much trouble he's prepared to get himself into over all this.