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[finalgambit]

I’ll make it nice eventually.

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Re: day ???

[wagerachance]

You haven't. I contacted you because it's like I said - we have something in common. And that commonality is significant enough - strong enough - that I chose you.

That's how it makes you "special".

Re: day ???

[finalgambit]

Gambling?

Re: day ???

[wagerachance]

I don't know exactly what it is~. Or do I?

[he chuckles, gathering up the cards]

But for now, I think we've played long enough. Wouldn't want to push your luck, right?

Re: day ???

[finalgambit]

…one last time, for a decisive answer to that question. But we play my game.

Re: day ???

[wagerachance]

[tilts his head]

Ohh? I'm listening.

Re: day ???

[finalgambit]

[ this is all assuming death is not permanent, but even if it is, well, ...he's had a good run. ] A loaded gun, please, with two blanks and one live round.

Re: day ???

[wagerachance]

[a slow smile spreads across his face and with a wave of his hand, the gun appears]

You're free to check it, of course.

Re: day ???

[finalgambit]

[ he does check it and then he gives the barrel a spin. ] If it's a draw, then you can decide whether or not to answer. But if I win you answer the question. If you win, well... is there anything you want from me?

Re: day ???

[wagerachance]

[he makes a thoughtful little noise]

If I have the answer, then I will gladly give it to you if you win.

And . . . hmm. You will owe me a favor, should I win. Fair?

Re: day ???

[finalgambit]

[ aventurine takes the gun and puts it to his own head. ] Of course, but if you don't have it, then I expect the answer if and when you find it. [ he pulls the trigger... and a blank. his smirk broadens as he sets the gun down and slides it toward obverse. ] You have a 50/50 shot. Are you willing to take it?

1/???

[wagerachance]

[there's no hesitation when he picks up the gun and puts it to his own head]

When I find it, it will be yours.

And I am always willing to take the gamble. No reward without the risk, after all.

[he pulls the trigger—]

cw: blood and shooting yourself in the head

[wagerachance]

[the gun goes off, passing right through his temple and ripping it's way out the other side of his head in a spray of blood.

His gun clatters to the floor as he slumps forward, face down on the table. A pool of blood immediately begins to form underneath his head and spreads out, staining the fabric.

He's still smiling, even as his eyes glaze over]

3/3

[wagerachance]

[he's still]

[finalgambit]

[ he nods and folds his hands in his lap... waiting. he doesn't flinch when the gun inevitably goes off, but instead sits there for another couple of minutes to see if something happens. when a few minutes pass ( and nothing ) he rises to take the gun. a blank shot is still valuable. nobody else has to know. ]

[ as for his friend... well, he takes a seat beside him to wait. it's not like he has anywhere else to be at the moment. ]

1/3

[wagerachance]

[nothing.

The blood on the table spreads, reaching the cards they'd be using earlier and staining the edges of the bottom of the deck. It reaches the edge of the table and begins dripping down and that's the only sound for a good five minutes.

A long five minutes, with only the sound of trickling blood and Gambler's breathing]

[wagerachance]

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[chanceawager]

[from out of nowhere, a firm hand lands on his shoulder and a familiar (?) face leans in]

Well well well, if this isn't a first!

[finalgambit]

[ aventurine tips his head back, ] My gracious host, hello, and welcome back. I stuck around out of concern… [ because if he didn’t come back, then aventurine was going to have to ask around about death and how it “works” around here, if at all. ] How are you feeling? I have some aspirin if you’ve got a headache.

[chanceawager]

[a slow smile spreads across his face as he stands back up, straightening his suit. It's all black, whereas Obverse's clothing is all (unfortunately) white]

Ahhh, I'm not that boring guy . . . but it's an easy mistake to make when we share a face.

[finalgambit]

Apologies. [ he stands up and turns, offering him a hand. ] Then to who do I owe the pleasure?

[chanceawager]

[he looks at his hand, then back up without taking it]

I go by the Reverse. I assume you're his Spark? [a tip of his head to the body]

[finalgambit]

Reverse. [ how... interesting. aventurine's smile widens. ] Are you one of the more chaotic paragons, Mr. Reverse?

[chanceawager]

[the smile widens]

We're two sides of the same coin. I'll let you determine what that means.

[he shoves his hands in his pockets and steps around to peer at the body closely. Gambler can hear him murmuring to himself]

Hmm~ It isn't like you to take risks when you know you'll lose. How interesting. Should I leave you like this so that you can revel in your first failure?

[finalgambit]

[ he makes a motion to the cards on the table. ] How about we play a little game, ...for a few answers. [ he motions to the ( now ) bloody cards on the table. ] Best... two out of three. And if I win, then you'll also bring my friend back.

[chanceawager]

[he glances at the cards, then back to Adventurine]

And if I win?