With luck, comes magic.

[[ Blog associated with Institute of War RP. For an independent TF blog, please message me. ]] I could teach you a thing or two about playing cards. About the tools of the trade of dancing. Or, about how to escape potential death. But with those, everything comes at a price. Name it, and take a seat. 'Cause you better pray Lady Luck is smilin'. [[ tracking tag: bilgewatian ]]

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          “Wha — !” at the news, the lithe woman immediately pouts! that was her dear friend and confidant (just look at that happy wagging of tail whenever it sees people! the happiest dog, i was. RIP skullcrusher.) "You owe me a new dog and I’ll follow you everywhere until you get me one!” 

          she looks oddly determined in her newfound promise (hobby). jinx could be rather persistent if she wanted to be (or if she doesn’t get bored, rather) and she will most likely annoy the older man until he gives in to her request, or turn aggressive! either is fine with her.

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"Follow me if ya can, I refuse to get another animal for your sick pleasure." Boy, this will be an interesting game to play. The gentleman smiled happily, enjoying this woman more and more. She's quite valuable. Hm. Maybe. "Animals are unfortunate beings."

"You have to feed them, bathe them, and deal with their shit." Ugh, never again would the Card Master ever take care of the Outlaw's ridiculously number of stupid pets. But, that's in the past. And surely, he's seeking death for spending a period of time in the slammer. God, they're all so clueless to the most oblivious shit. "So, w'ere to, then. If you insist on following me."

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          she looks down at her arms after his comment, then back up at him.

          “Well you’re not wrong!” she’s doing her arm wiggle again. to further emphasize the state of her twiggy arms. there’s not much she could do with them but they are enough to lift a rocket launcher and a minigun so that’s good enough for her!

          as soon as she thinks her point has been made, she goes on and positions herself with her fists in front of her. "Fisticuffs!"

          "Huh? Hear what I wanna say? Let’s see… yesterday I saw this really cute dog that was tied to a fence and it looked really really sad so I cut the leash loose and we had an adventure! I brought it to the beachside with me and also gave it matching bullets and smoke with hair dye and paint and then painted the rest of him bright blue. I don’t know where he is now though — I think he ran off with one of the police dogs. I felt so betrayed………. but he’s in a happier place now!”

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Whether the gambler should be impressed or not, he'll admit he let out a very entertained smile by this. "Really." The man breathed out, enjoying her company more than he really should. Perhaps this is because there's no sign of the Widowmaker or the Outlaw around. But it didn't stop him from staring. Rolling his eyes at the little story, he clapped. "That's unfortunate. Having pets often does this to you. I prefer to be alone an' work alone. Maybe you'll find it. Should you ever find it." There was an animal like that running around the day before or two. The gypsy remembers watching it run along but had no idea it was the woman's doing. The littlest things from her still surprise the older man. This shouldn't be as funny as it is.

"I did remember killing such a creature last night for having it to nearly urinate on my boots. It should of seen it coming, so I have no worries." A smile appeared on his lips, and Fate turned his head, showing off that smile. "You should either."

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          — and suddenly the object of her interest (currently, anyway) is gone!

          “Awwwwwww……..”

          when her guns were mentioned though, she flicks her gaze up to scan his expression to see if he was joking, then snorting when she realizes that he isn’t. years of practice? you could definitely see it like that, she supposed.

          “What is there to practice? You hold it, point it, and squeeze the thing. Repeatedly! Pew pew! And on the other end? Something is probably full of holes.”

          she’ll even go ahead and make a demonstration with her hands, then blowing the imitation smoke and pocketing her hands once she’s done with her display of apparent skill.

          “Spray and pray — why do you think I use a machine gun, silly?”

          when he proceeds with the conversation, she doesn’t necessarily think too much on it. he could be trying to extract valuable information from her — but most have found that all they’ll get is a bag of cats.

          “Yyyyep! That’s it! Jinx. Catchy, huh? Want me to give you a spiffy nickname too?”

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An amusing smirk appeared on the gambler's lips. Such a confused, sad, little woman. She wouldn't understand his talent. If she did, perhaps she would of been able to understand it more. Instead, it was only him, and the Outlaw who really did. Fate watched the woman make her pointless gestures.

"Guns are for those who are weak, and can't fight with their arms." Although, he shouldn't be saying this. It's plainly obvious he doesn't use one himself. But, to entertain one's self, he figured. "A nickname? No. I have one already."

Fate has more than what he's willing to admit. But his real name will forever be something he'll take to the grave. And, more importantly, he's been under his alias for so long that that name has been forgotten. Good riddance. "Do tell me though, 'Jinx'. I want to hear what you have to say." That accent slipped through the heaviest towards the end, a sly smirk on Fate's lips. Ah, these new Champions and their problems. It's far too exciting to see them soon crumble under the weight of reality.

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          a slender brow is quirked when he barks out his words impatiently, purposefully mocking a slow motion in reverse to pull her hand away from the second card. twirling the one she already has, she glances at it briefly —

                                          “No? Shame. Aren’t you supposed to be guessing what I have though? Pshhhh, how laaaame. Fine, I’ll tell you since I’m so nice! I got a Queen of —”

          diamonds was what she wanted to say, but by the time she glanced down at it again, it was a different suit all together.

                                                     ” — spades?”

          baffled, she takes the card with both hands to examine it carefully; lifting it above her head to take a look at underneath the card, then flipping it over once — and again just to make sure her eyes weren’t tricking her.

          she even makes a motion to bite the card as though it’d prove to her its authenticity.

                                                                      “How’d ya do that???”

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Smirking vividly to himself, he allowed the set of cards behind to disappear before bringing his hands forward. He brought them up, waving his fingers in the air before watching with a still-amused expression on those lips. "A magician doesn't reveal his tricks."

Fate sighed right after, having to give up this petty kitty trick. "I'm not a magician, but I'm talented with my cards. Takes years of practice. I assume you do the same with your firearms." He pointed to the pistol on her thigh, then brought his head down a bit. "I have more tricks, though, should you be interested to see them."

Should be play Fifty-Two Pick-Up? No. Fate couldn't do it. In his current position, he needs all the connections possible. Gaining something from this woman should prove to be useful, given she doesn't blow out the man's brains first. It'll happen anyway. It wouldn't be the first time. "Jinx, is it not? Tell me, what else?" That accent of his lingered in out on his last sentence, a devilish smirk replaced an amusing one.

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        considering she wasn’t even given the chance to pick what she wanted (as she would’ve said both otherwise, street magic or no) it’s a cool trick and she’s all about the entertainment behind it all.

          she isn’t the type to waste time — so the moment she was asked to pick one, she does; jutting her finger at the magically appearing card before staring at it intently, as though she were waiting for it to transform into a bird of blow up in her face.

                                    “I want that one!”

          struck with childish wonder, she even attempts to slooooowly reach for the card despite not being told to take it.

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Fate was amused at this little gesture. He tilted his head to view her true expression, then chuckled under his breath. Such a clueless individual. These weren't meant to transform into anything fancy. Although, they can stun, and surely bring down a character or two. Perhaps, a whole group of individuals. For now, that kind thing will be hold.

Taking back his hand as he saw the woman trying to grab a second one, he placed that hand behind him. "I asked you to pick one." The gambler said in a slightly harsh tone. "Now, reveal to me what did you get." This wouldn't be the same number or symbol in a few moments. Ah, things like this is almost too silly to do.

But in a blink of an eye, it will change, revealing something completely different. Bless this kind of style of cheating. The normal was proved to be difficult at this times, and required extra accessories. This did not. Ah, if only the others knew. No, it's best that they didn't. "Go ahead, I don't bite."

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so do you know how to do card tricks? like -- those really cool ones where you guess what card i picked out and stuff! or make it appear out of someone's ear!

The gentleman taps his fingers against his coat, awaiting for this woman to hold her tongue for a minute or two. She became excited over the littlest of things, it seems. And this wouldn't be the first time he's met her before. At least, off of the Fields. "I can preform both. What did you want to see?" Fate asked, staring down towards the Zaunite. The bill of his hat covered those bitter, dead eyes. A smile somehow managed to slip through. Then, a chuckle. "I'm a magician of sorts, but I don't preform street acts. I prefer for my work to speak for me when we're dealin' on the table."

If Jinx wanted to pick something for the Card Master to do, he didn't give her time to think. Putting out his left hand, a set of six playing cards magically appeared in his open palm. Their backs facing the Loose Cannon. "Now, pick a card."

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The Card Master bows to anyone who is close to him. His hat remained on his head, hair following, Fate returning to his stance of standing still. The whole time, there was a cancer stick between his lips. "Missed me?" Being the man that he is, he had to make a show. The cigarette shifted from the middle of his lips off to the side to speak freely. "Hmm."