she SAYS she’s not one for gambling and yet that is something only the BEST gamblers know. the better you know your oponent, the more dangerous you are. to be able to see the little nuances, anything to SING you a story of what they hold in their hand. though, she ALSO knows this does not only go for gambling dens. life is a GAME as well, and one that also benefitted in getting to know those around you. one NEVER knew who might be a threat. an echoed thought that keeps celestia from getting TOO comfortable with anri.
“ most are too STUCK in their losses to see that kind of wisdom. bitterness, JEALOUSY – they are the most dangerous things, and PRECISELY what keeps my opponents from seeing what you do. it is an ABSOLUTE advantage. “
spoken clearly, even as they walk out of the den. it is REFRESHING – no longer surrounded by the cloud of smoke that makes the air so thick. out here she can breath and THINK more clearly. a sideways gaze at anri as she considers what she’s said – silent for a long moment before a hand rises to her lips, a little LAUGH falling from them.
“ vices, yes – that could be an ISSUE. you see many terrible things in there, and doing NOTHING is the best way to survive. “
another pause, this one far SHORTER before that hand drops away and she speaks again.
“ however, i BELIEVE you are short-selling yourself. several of my classmates lack a BACKBONE. i am infinitely acquanted with people lacking such a thing. and you are CERTAINLY not like them. it takes a CERTAIN something to willingly approach me, after all. “
“you’re not wrong about that,” anri admits, and she can’t hide the smile that lights up her features. the heaviness around her seems to lift the further they get from the gambling den. “maybe it’s bravery, or maybe it’s foolhardiness... but it’s definitely bold. and advantageous.” here she is, talking about advantage as if they’re already locked in a gamble.
aren’t they? in some way, this is a beautiful dance. a parasite looking for an opening, bloodthirsty and waiting to feed. what can celestia offer her? what a selfish, disgusting way of thinking, and yet anri is just that. she isn’t like the beautiful girls in her class. she lets others think they are preying on her, when in actuality it is the other way around.
she feeds on people, and takes from them. they think she’s available to them, that she wants them, but they couldn’t be farther from the truth. she hates everyone just a little, doesn’t she? she’s truly, deep down, an awful person, isn’t she?
it takes a special kind of denial to have these sorts of thoughts. a specific fixation on being awful, on transaction-based relationship, to view oneself in such a way with so little supporting evidence. but anri isn’t aware of that.
“i get the impression... that you’re much more dangerous up close. if the conversationalist isn’t well-versed in deception, it’s likely you’ll learn a lot more about them than they do about you. so... it’s a good thing i never plan to gamble against you.”
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