81st night of Summer 512 AV
One of the best places in Zeltiva had to be the East Street. It was a place where is fun and anything is possible like Sunberth, only it was a lot more safer relatively speaking of course. Still it was home and who was Bob to not enjoy the place while he had the chance? And he was really enjoying the place. Bob took point like so many other people along the street but he was not offering companionship even when some strange people asked for it. He was just going to have a game or two. The true gambling houses here might not be happy with him taking some of their customers just the street workers who were already staring at him thinking that was what he was doing but he was already going to leave soon. By the time he returned they might forget about him.
True to the only thing he was interested in, Bob played around with a deck of cards in his hand. It should be a sign for other people but still somehow they thought he was one of the cheap ones. There was just too many of them here with a gimmick in their hands too. Finally after turning away a few people Bob got impatient and said "you don't have enough for me" which seemed to work until he came to a very outrageous person declaring that it was only the customer who got to decide that. "Sigh, fine. There is a test you need to pass because my boss doesn't like me doing idiots" he suggested but did he have to say idiots? It only made it seem more like a challenge.
"It costs five for the cards" he said splitting them up. Seeing the look on the woman's face Bob reminded her that "I already said I'm not cheap." Actually he took this test as another game and he already decided on a price. The problem was that with the risk of having to accompany this sickly looking woman, he upped the price. If he actually thought it through properly Bob might have realized that ten is still not enough to balance with his own body, even if he intended to win. Although he could just put an unbelievable price to ensure that he did not have to follow the woman to wherever, it was still not in the spirit of gambling. Would Ovek let him win with that mentality?
Bob decided on old maid because...the sickly woman reminded him of one. "You know how it goes" as the explanation he gave went, "it is the jokers that has to entertain." Then Bob split up the deck giving half to her as he said "get rid of the doubles. You don't need them." Interesting. It did not look like the game would last too long and Bob did not even have the joker. Suited him just fine and since he had to show the woman what to do, "I'll go first." He watched her as his hands moved around the cards she offered him. To see if there is any reaction when "I'll take that one!"
It was towards the end that Bob got the joker. "Shyke..." he told himself. The way that she played, showing the man the spots that he needed to avoid he thought he had an easy win. There was only a few and they went on. If he was lucky, taking such a big risk might make Ovek help him but he did not trust that too much. There was only one person Bob trusted, even if he did not trust himself too well. Every moment which passed, Bob added some djed in his eyes. The opposite of the cards that were being discarded. He was getting quite worried as he watched the cards being whittled down into just the last but he also had to remain confident. Just like each card adding to the nice size of the deck, every little djed he was accumulating will add up to his success.
While that was true for the hypnotism, it was not for the cards. Bob was holding his breath as he struggled to hold his djed when he was struck with the reality that he might have to entertain this woman. Brrrrr...but he cannot let it lose his cool and his control over his djed. When it was her turn, Bob let out the djed as it pierced into her eyes. Suggesting, no commanding her like a queen that was the only representation for bitchy females in the game to take the card on her right. Bob even made it easier for her tilting his hand slightly so that the joker is more likely to be taken as she did. It was over. All that was left is to leave it up to Ovek for the last few.
The woman's signs could not be trusted after what happened. For all Bob knew she was actually playing him for a fool all along. The last card...Bob shut his eyes and grabbed one at random making sure he was not stopped by any worries. A clear sign of his great experience when he is at a loss but at times like this it was effective. Waving the lady off that she had a "nice try but you shouldn't try things like this next time" he pocketed his gold and looked around at those people who were doing the real dirty work before settling down again and waiting for his next victim. The only difference this time is he was not going to bet himself under any circumstances.
True to the only thing he was interested in, Bob played around with a deck of cards in his hand. It should be a sign for other people but still somehow they thought he was one of the cheap ones. There was just too many of them here with a gimmick in their hands too. Finally after turning away a few people Bob got impatient and said "you don't have enough for me" which seemed to work until he came to a very outrageous person declaring that it was only the customer who got to decide that. "Sigh, fine. There is a test you need to pass because my boss doesn't like me doing idiots" he suggested but did he have to say idiots? It only made it seem more like a challenge.
"It costs five for the cards" he said splitting them up. Seeing the look on the woman's face Bob reminded her that "I already said I'm not cheap." Actually he took this test as another game and he already decided on a price. The problem was that with the risk of having to accompany this sickly looking woman, he upped the price. If he actually thought it through properly Bob might have realized that ten is still not enough to balance with his own body, even if he intended to win. Although he could just put an unbelievable price to ensure that he did not have to follow the woman to wherever, it was still not in the spirit of gambling. Would Ovek let him win with that mentality?
Bob decided on old maid because...the sickly woman reminded him of one. "You know how it goes" as the explanation he gave went, "it is the jokers that has to entertain." Then Bob split up the deck giving half to her as he said "get rid of the doubles. You don't need them." Interesting. It did not look like the game would last too long and Bob did not even have the joker. Suited him just fine and since he had to show the woman what to do, "I'll go first." He watched her as his hands moved around the cards she offered him. To see if there is any reaction when "I'll take that one!"
It was towards the end that Bob got the joker. "Shyke..." he told himself. The way that she played, showing the man the spots that he needed to avoid he thought he had an easy win. There was only a few and they went on. If he was lucky, taking such a big risk might make Ovek help him but he did not trust that too much. There was only one person Bob trusted, even if he did not trust himself too well. Every moment which passed, Bob added some djed in his eyes. The opposite of the cards that were being discarded. He was getting quite worried as he watched the cards being whittled down into just the last but he also had to remain confident. Just like each card adding to the nice size of the deck, every little djed he was accumulating will add up to his success.
While that was true for the hypnotism, it was not for the cards. Bob was holding his breath as he struggled to hold his djed when he was struck with the reality that he might have to entertain this woman. Brrrrr...but he cannot let it lose his cool and his control over his djed. When it was her turn, Bob let out the djed as it pierced into her eyes. Suggesting, no commanding her like a queen that was the only representation for bitchy females in the game to take the card on her right. Bob even made it easier for her tilting his hand slightly so that the joker is more likely to be taken as she did. It was over. All that was left is to leave it up to Ovek for the last few.
The woman's signs could not be trusted after what happened. For all Bob knew she was actually playing him for a fool all along. The last card...Bob shut his eyes and grabbed one at random making sure he was not stopped by any worries. A clear sign of his great experience when he is at a loss but at times like this it was effective. Waving the lady off that she had a "nice try but you shouldn't try things like this next time" he pocketed his gold and looked around at those people who were doing the real dirty work before settling down again and waiting for his next victim. The only difference this time is he was not going to bet himself under any circumstances.
