You're no longer at liberty to ask questions, Mr. Aventurine.
[His voice is quiet between them, barely enough volume to carry over the crowd and clamor around them, a casino made busy with wealth running through the blood of its veins. He remains seated, and his gaze is slower to pick itself up from the table to meet the shocking brightness of the gambler's unnatural dual-toned eyes.]
Do you wish for me to give something away for free? Or is it truly your own curiosity? To understand how it feels to lose.
[Only one of them failed, after all. He researched this man's background for a reason — and in the fallout, in the encounter with another senior member, he was made aware of Aventurine's survival. So "death" had not reached him with finality.]
I'll tell you another time. In light of everything that has happened, including my own loss just now... it feels good to deny you this.
no subject
[His voice is quiet between them, barely enough volume to carry over the crowd and clamor around them, a casino made busy with wealth running through the blood of its veins. He remains seated, and his gaze is slower to pick itself up from the table to meet the shocking brightness of the gambler's unnatural dual-toned eyes.]
Do you wish for me to give something away for free? Or is it truly your own curiosity? To understand how it feels to lose.
[Only one of them failed, after all. He researched this man's background for a reason — and in the fallout, in the encounter with another senior member, he was made aware of Aventurine's survival. So "death" had not reached him with finality.]
I'll tell you another time. In light of everything that has happened, including my own loss just now... it feels good to deny you this.
[lmao]