( I rolled 18 for you and Ragna got the insta-prize HELP )
[ Meanwhile, as Aerith is entrusted with her oh-so-luxurious fleshlight, streamers and fanfare galore blare in the immediate vicinity as one of the lucky INSTA-PRIZE receivers is stuffed into the money box and showered with bills of numerous amounts, worlds and cultures. Catch a Gil? Perhaps! He should be happier that he didn't get strapped with some embarrassing toy or something that would no doubt have to get put to use, least he was punished yet again for his rebellion.
So the staff best count their blessings that as the crowd cheers and celebrates their 10 of Diamonds Grim Reaper's just reward, that he's...
...got a serious case of resting bitch face, arms raised in the most half-assed "yipee" way while money rains down on him. All Hail Wagna. ]
...??
[ Only, the resting bitch face doesn't last for long before his mismatched gaze lands on a familiar sight. Funny how Ragna would be the first to say his memory blows, but there were some faces that were difficult to forget. ...Not that he wanted to with this one. She wouldn't remember. He doubts she remembers how she helped him before when he first arrived here. Having not registered her own luck yet, Ragna sputters as bills flap in his face, and he knocks on the door to get out, shoving away as faux money piles blow out across the floor.
They made eye contact... He'd just seem weird if he didn't say something, right? Ahh, dammit. ]
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[ Meanwhile, as Aerith is entrusted with her oh-so-luxurious fleshlight, streamers and fanfare galore blare in the immediate vicinity as one of the lucky INSTA-PRIZE receivers is stuffed into the money box and showered with bills of numerous amounts, worlds and cultures. Catch a Gil? Perhaps! He should be happier that he didn't get strapped with some embarrassing toy or something that would no doubt have to get put to use, least he was punished yet again for his rebellion.
So the staff best count their blessings that as the crowd cheers and celebrates their 10 of Diamonds Grim Reaper's just reward, that he's...
...got a serious case of resting bitch face, arms raised in the most half-assed "yipee" way while money rains down on him. All Hail Wagna. ]
...??
[ Only, the resting bitch face doesn't last for long before his mismatched gaze lands on a familiar sight. Funny how Ragna would be the first to say his memory blows, but there were some faces that were difficult to forget. ...Not that he wanted to with this one. She wouldn't remember. He doubts she remembers how she helped him before when he first arrived here. Having not registered her own luck yet, Ragna sputters as bills flap in his face, and he knocks on the door to get out, shoving away as faux money piles blow out across the floor.
They made eye contact... He'd just seem weird if he didn't say something, right? Ahh, dammit. ]