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Oscar Bergen, King of cards, owner of the City of Sin, gambler of souls. But to you I'm a Gambling Boogie Man.

[lonelystefanov-deactivated20150]

That’s strange, I don’t remember passing on ownership. [Liz was still smiling, the boy clearly not getting that she was far too stubborn or proud to let him get around her without telling her why he was going down there.] Hosting? Are you having an orgy or something? You might want a new hobby, I doubt many people would be that interested.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

{Oscar chortled in return.] Oh, dear, I'll talk to you about whatever I wish. [His eyes darted up to the ceiling, glancing around the area between the basement and the staircase as he chuckled.] You leave for Monte Carlo for a few weeks and everyone just thinks they can take what's yours. 

I'm hosting a Casino on Prom night; a much less cliche alternative for our peers with money to enjoy. What do you want? Half of the profits?

[lonelystefanov-deactivated20150]

[Liz laughed curtly at his comment.] Don’t talk to me about rules, I forgot about those a long time ago…well besides my own. Bringing me back to my point. What were you trying to do in my basement? [She leaned back against the basement door, making it impossible for him to open it without her moving.] There are secrets down there, ones that you have to earn the right to and considering I don’t remember who you are, you haven’t quite gotten there yet.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

Your basement? [He scoffed at her claim.] Darling, keep up. It's my basement now. I claimed it long ago. [She was cute, thinking that her standing in front of the door could keep him out.] That's too bad, you see, I'm hosting down here, and you're moving one way or another.

[lonelystefanov-deactivated20150]

[Liz sighed and crossed her arms. She looked up at this guy and she really just didn’t want to deal with him.] Obviously I mind, you almost ran into me. [She looked back at the basement and then at him, her eyes squinting in suspicion.] Why are you going into the basement anyway? It’s not exactly open to the public.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

[Oscar smirked down at her hostile body language.] I do believe I remember it differently dear. [His proud smirk only grew as he watched her turn towards the basement.] Because you're clearly a maintenance worker. You'd be surprised all the rules you can bend with just enough power. 

[cruel-candace]

Of course you did. Well, that’s because I got class and they don’t. [She rolled her eyes at him, hating how he came off as just another one of those hormonal boys.] You probably won’t be as glad when I win though.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

They fuck for money and you don't that either. No wonder I don't care how much class you have.

Win? [He grinned.] You? How much would you like to put on that, love?

[pinta-harjo-deactivated20140507]

I’ve only ever played with my friends back home. [pinta shrugged]

[mister-oogie-boogie]

No, you seem too good for us lot anyways.

[cruel-candace]

Ah, quite disappointing you did notice me in the plane but not at the casino darling. Count me in, sounds like a better way to spend my night than at a gym with filled with vermin.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

I can't say I noticed anything in the casino other than the waitresses, and my own hand of cards. Maybe if you wore a lot less you'd catch my attention. But we'd be glad to have you none the less.

[lonelystefanov-deactivated20150]

[Elizabeth closed the door to the basement behind her. She had to try really hard not to slam it and roll her eyes. Her playing cards were ridiculously dull, she highly doubted they would even remember how to breath if they didn’t remind each other. All she wanted was a few rabbits, how hard was that? Liz was lost in thought when she almost ran into someone] Do you mind?

[lonelystefanov-deactivated20150]

[mister-oogie-boogie]

[Oscar was heading downstairs, tilted to the side that his shoulder was used to part the seas of student who got in his way. This was effective. Of course, when he got reached the basement stairs, he believed, as anyone would, that he was home free but the opening door told him otherwise. Some brunette nearly ran into him, but he dodged, moving out of the way.] I don't, clearly you do.

[barrel-b]

[He quickly did as he was told, his smile dropping along with his head, focusing on the floor rather than looking up to Oscar.] Er.. right. Sorry, Oogie. 

Uhm.. what did you want from me..? I mean- Is there anything I can do.. for you..? 

[mister-oogie-boogie]

There was, two things in fact. You can tell me what Lock and Pauline have been up to, and then you and Jack. Be quick about it, I hardly have the patience for you as it is.

[cruel-candace]

I’m not sure yet. Why? Do you have something better to offer?

[mister-oogie-boogie]

Perhaps not to you. In the basement, I'm hosting my own casino for the night. Of course there's something for everyone to enjoy.

[pinta-harjo-deactivated20140507]

Oh goodness no. I’m not one to get all fancied up and deal with the materialistic people that go to those things.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

And I wouldn't assume you're a gambling girl either then, hm?

[enses]

♠ p o k e r

[designstyledynamite]

[thehalf-blood]

[mister-oogie-boogie]

Not going to Prom, hm?

[gonnashockyou]

Huh, I thought you would have a better answer than that, but that’s always good to know.

All I know is that Lock and Pauline talk to each other and that she happens to like plays. Nothing else.

[mister-oogie-boogie]

Fine, fine, fair enough. I guess they were telling the truth. That's too bad. I dearly would've liked this opportunity to split some skulls.

[barrel-b]

Uh.. hiding? No no, of course not. Why would I be hiding from you- I mean, why would I be hiding at all..? [Bal forced a smile, trying to seem like he was happy to see him] 

[mister-oogie-boogie]

[Oscar scowled at the younger boy.] Stop your nonsense blabbering, you've already given me a fucking headache. And take that stupid fucking grin off your face before I'm inclined to rip it off for you.

[sally-stitched-together-blog]

E-Excuse me…c-could you tell me where the girl dorms are? 

[mister-oogie-boogie]

Of course I could, girl.