Jungle Boot Camp [training]

The dealer flipped his other two cards, two kings, a bust; again he would not reach for his chips, instead he diverted his attention to her game where it seemed her luck had seemingly run out, a little ironic since she practically managed to predict her first hand. Then again she may have simply been trying to throw him off, he held no doubt that she was more than aware of him and as such it created a little more excitement for the both of them, this little back and forth would eventually result in one winner and it seemed like luck would decide the fate of such.

He was pulled from his thoughts by the waitress coming with their drinks, the girl giving her an $100 as she received her drink, when she stretched out to place his glass on the table he reached out with his own hand, meeting her fingers with his own halfway, his eyes turned to her softly, giving an alluring smile. The waitress turned a deep shade of crimson before turning to leave. One could be forgiven for thinking he was a miser with his money given he had just dropped a fat stack of it on a previous hand, but then you wouldn't really know Chareos if you assumed such, he knew when to tip and . . . when to tip, it was part of his job.

Isn't it rude to ask for a girl's name before giving your own out first? Besides, aren't you more interested... in playing a game with me?

YOU ALREADY GIVE ME YOUR THREE NAMES REMEMBER? I WAS JUST ASKING WHICH ONE IT WAS THAT YOU WENT BY.

Turning her own question back at her, he was slowly beginning to enjoy this, whilst the circumstances had indeed changed somewhat this little exchange between them was indeed enjoyable to some extent, they were both trying to play each other, even for something as trivial as names. Taking his own drink to his lips he let the sweet alcohol wash over his tongue before sending a hum of warmth through his neck on its way down, there was no finer drink than irish cream, it felt like drinking a sweet chocolate that got you tipsy in the end.

AND IT DEPENDS ON THE TYPE OF GAME, I'M USUALLY A VERY. . . SORE LOSER

There was more allure to his voice this time, his eyes settling on her lips in such a way that she would obviously pick up on it, letting them slowly pan up to her eyes where he would hold it for a little while, no doubt flattery would throw her off guard and it would allow him to better analyze her.

TELL YOU WHAT THOUGH, TO MAKE THINGS A LITTLE MORE INTERESTING, YOU WIN THIS NEXT HAND I'LL TELL YOU MY NAME AND PLAY THIS SO CALLED GAME OF YOUR, IF YOU LOSE YOU ONLY HAVE TO TELL ME YOURS, DEAL?

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LLUCK INDEED would decide the outcome of this encounter, though not in the way he'd expect. It was never in the way he'd expect, which was weird since he expected to expect the unexpected or however you said that, nevertheless the game would seemingly reach its climax; the dealer dealing them both their cards respectively, moving to flip over his first card his lips twitched with slight anticipation as saw the Jack of Hearts , his mind going back to her little story but moments before about the the samurai slicing through the deceit. Whilst there was no samurai, that story resonated with him in a strange, almost foreboding manner, either that or the alcohol he had taken was really beginning to take hold. This was the worst time to be a lightweight, especially since he was on a mission, drumming his fingers softly on the table he confirmed he still maintained a good, professional level of cohesion to where it would not jeopardize the mission.

Here's to luck then?

He was drawn from his thoughts by her voice, turning his head to face her he acknowledged her toast by bringing his own class to softly chime against hers, like him she too hadn't drawn her second card yet, her fingers pressed against it to signal she was staying. His smile grew a little thinner at the observation, not that it immediately meant anything right now, this was of course the first time she elected to stay and that would be perfectly normal, but something about it seemed off, she had gone from calling the shots in the first draw to getting a bust in the second and now she stood on the third.

His mind again going over the story she had weaved, it seemed way too intricate the way she had incorporated each card as she was dealt it, downing his own alcohol quickly as he left his last card unturned. Instead his eyes panned over to her to see what she drew.

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