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Post by Liam Ambrosia on Oct 24, 2022 1:29:32 GMT
[OoC ~ This thread is open for anyone to join. I'm a fairly new roleplayer, so please correct any mistakes that I might make. I will not be offended. My story arc with Liam is to make some local friends. In this particular thread his goal is to take money from unsuspecting casino goers, maybe catch a cheater in the act, and ending the night at the bar... so nothing new for him, lol. I'm open to more ideas being added to the story as it goes along and would welcome anyone to join and we can see where the RP takes us]The constant wave of a mass of voices, poker chips clashing against one another, and the chiming of dozens of slot machines filled the air in the Pale Rose casino. Hundreds of guiltless patrons wondered about aimlessly, discovering different ways in which they could lose their money. The casino itself was extravagant. The crimson, gold patterned carpet floors stretched from end to end, white-pillared walls expanded upward into a massive skylight a couple of dozen feet high. The balcony area that made up the second floor of the casino wrapped around the entire building with a set of elaborate stairs at both ends of the casino leading up to the top.
The bottom floor was lined with poker tables, craps tables surrounded by well-known patrons and their lackeys, for lack of a better term, and roulette tables where, yet again, careless big spenders bet their night away. Off to one side of the casino, there were a handful of white-cloth-covered tables with elegant white-wood chairs surrounding them. Only a couple of people sat here, it was more of a sitting area for those not currently partaking in the games the casino had to offer.
One of these people, a tall, dark-haired, brown eyes man sat staring into the crowd of people as they excitedly gambled to their heart's content. He sat, one arm resting on the table before him. He was wearing a black three-piece suit, a maroon tie hanging from beneath the wing tip collar. He was adjusting the cuff of one of his sleeves as he maintained eye contact with the patrons on the floor. A half-empty glass of whiskey sat on the table before him, an ice cube inside. Irish whiskey on the rocks never fails to get the job done, and one of his go-to's.
After he'd finished adjusting his cuff, he leaned forward, grabbing the glass and bringing it to his lips. He briskly downed the rest of the glass as he stood up, adjusted his jacket, and gave a wave in the direction of a camera above. He was on duty, believe it or not, to sniff out any shady figures in the casino, and to take money from unsuspecting patrons at his own leisure. He'd become acquainted with the casino staff over the years, even becoming close friends with the owner. He even became a certified casino employee. In a not-so-official capacity, that is. He'd made a deal with the casino that he'd help keep the cheaters at bay, make them more money, and in turn, he'd receive the utmost leniency the casino could offer. Oh, and of course, never-ending free drinks.
At this point, he'd decided it was time to actually do some work. Upon scouting the poker tables for a while, he spotted one that was nearly full, with only two remaining spots open. 4 other patrons sat there, he hadn't bothered getting a read on them yet as his intention was to take their money, nothing more, nothing less. He sat at the table, pulling a stack of money from his inner suit pocket and placing it on the table. The dealer was aware of his status and quickly placed the appropriate amount of chips in front of him.
"You lot don't mind if I join in, do you?" he said as he waited for the dealer to hand him the chips. Of course, it didn't matter to him whether or not they wanted him to join, as he had every intention to do so regardless. "What are the blinds?" he said as the dealer began passing around cards to the other players at the table. He still hadn't looked up from the chips in front of him as he arrogantly began stacking and counting chips as they were placed in front of him.
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Post by Lilly Laurent on Oct 29, 2022 5:04:44 GMT
As the midnight black, Mercedes-Benz limousine silently came to a halt under the crimson awing leading into the Pale Rose, one of the valets nervously swallowed before turning to his junior associate. “Go find Mrs. Silverton as fast as you can. Tell her Madame Laurent has arrived.” The younger man wasted no haste on his charged duty. The lad, nearly out of breath finally found his target, who in all honesty, seemed a bit perturbed at being so rudely interrupted by such a low level employee. “ Well, what do you want? Speak up young man.” The junior valet spoke clearly and concise, although a bit hurriedly. “ Madame Laurent has just arrived.” His words had barely hung in the air for scant seconds before the Floor Manager, Mrs. Silverton, seemed to lose all the colour in her face and headed for the main entrance without speaking another word. As she neared the casino’s foyer, she could hear Madame Laurent’s surprisingly loud, annoyed voice as she told off the doorman who had offered to take her coat. Lilly Laurent was very particular in who approached her and why, especially those of the masculine sex and those of lesser office. The poor man who had only tried to help her was new and not been briefed of Laurent’s unique and peculiar personality traits. Silverton quickened her pace. “ Madame Laurent, I am so sorry I wasn’t here to greet you personally. Usually you let us know ahead of time before you arrive. Still a pleasure as always to have you.” She glanced at the poor doorman, “ I see Chad here was attempting to assist you. You must forgive him. He’s new and not fully trained yet.” Lilly looked at the nearly trembling Chad and then back at Silverton. “ Humph,” she pouted. “ How about we comp you some free chips for the inconvenience.” Lilly titled her head slightly but took on a lesser annoyed demeanour. “ I suppose that will have to do.” Silverton’s pulse lessoned a bit. They might have avoided a disaster. “ I am curious Madam, why are you here? You usually don’t visit us during the week?”Luckily, Lilly’s whole attitude changed at the question. “ Oh oui! A little birdie whispered to me you were having a no limit, Texas Hold’em table tonight. I think I would like to play.” The floor manager finally relaxed, “ You are correct Madame. We do. Would you like a seat at the table now?”“ What are zee blinds and stakes?” “ Tonight the buy in is ten-thousand dollars with one and two hundred dollar blinds.” Lilly seemed to consider the situation before replying. “ I suppose that will have to do. Oui.”
Silverton immediately replied, “ How many chips would you like?” Peeking into the poker room, Lilly answered, “ I will have one honey bun, s'il vous plaît.” Snapping her fingers, the floor manager motioned for a casino floor person over to assist, “ Inform the no limit table to clear a seat for Madame Laurent and stock it with one-hundred-thousand in chips.” With a nod, the floor person ran off to make the request happen. “ Now Madam, may I take your coat?”“ Oh! I had forgot all about that. Yes, you may.” Silverton removed Lilly’s mink coat revealing a very well put together woman underneath wearing the tightest of tight little black dresses. Complete with black stockings, CFM heels and cleavage all the way into next week. “If I may be so bold Madame, I feel sorry for the competition tonight.” Lilly grinned wide, “As well you should.” Moments later Lilly took her seat at the table where most of the men, and woman for that mattter, could barely take their eyes off of her. Looking around the table, she took in her the other players before speaking. They were all the well to do of Blood Moon Valley and rich as the came. Batting her eyelashes across the table, Lilly looked at one man in particular. “ If it isn’t Monsieur Ambrosia. Come to make your fortune have you? Seems a lofty table for a professor. Are you teaching high finance these days by chance?” Truth be told, Lilly was curios how Liam was able to acquire membership to the Pale Rose. Perhaps, on his family’s name? Do casinos have legacy programs? It didn’t matter, she was there to play. Sliding the big blind in, she quipped with a tease of a grin, “What are we waiting for? Deal me in.”
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Post by Liam Ambrosia on Oct 29, 2022 19:54:04 GMT
Liam flicked his cards across the table, face down, scoffed, then leaned back in his chair. His head tilted back, he stared up at the ceiling, letting out a deep sigh as he did. His demeanor portraying a blatant sense of boredom as he spun his chair back and forth.
No sooner than he'd done this, he spotted a cocktail waitress passing just behind him. Liam raised his hand in her direction as she passed to get her attention. "I'll take a scotch neat. And a bottle of cold water." The waitress gave a compulsory smile and began making her way to the bar. Liam turned back toward the table "Let's make this a little more interesting, shall we?" he shouted as he nudged the guy next to him who, like the rest of the patrons at the table, did not seem amused by Liam's antics. Naturally, Liam wasn't phased. Blatanly obnoxious was one way he could be described, at least in this setting. But of course it was all part of his charade. It always seemed to make the process of swindling peoples' money that much easier when they think you're a halfwit.
By this point, two of the other players had a substantial pot built up. The others at the table, including Liam, sat silently, eyes fixated on the hand before them. He'd be lying to say that he wasn't invested in this one. The two men who were in the pot had been going at one another all night and it seemed this was going to be an all in situation, and Liam was all for it. Moments later, the waitress returned with his whiskey, water, and a tray for him to sit them off to the side. He thanked her and took the glass and bottle from her. It would seem he'd become more invested in the game than his duties of sniffing out cheaters at this point.
"All in." after a long few minutes, the man finally made his mode. Without missing a beat his opponent spoke "Call." Liam and the rest of the players who'd already folded watched as one player laid down a pair of aces and the other a pair of kings. The flop had already come and was an ace of spades, six of spades, and six of diamonds. A smirk crept across Liam's face, he leaned onto the table with his elbows, grabbing the glass of scotch and taking a swig. The turn card and river card came, an ace and three of hearts. "Aces win again!" Liam said as one of the men grabbed his jacket and briskly left the table. He tilted his glass of whiskey in the direction of the man as he headed off, with a smile and a low chuckle escaping him he yelled "The aces always win, Walter!" The man continued walking off and casually flipped the bird over his head in Liam's direction. "Walter's gotta learn to relax." he joked to the rest of the players at the table. Again, none seemed amused.
Not long after Walter's departure, Liam took notice of a figure taking his place, a significant amount of chips in her hand. She wore a tight black dress, stockings, and was most certainly easy on the eyes. Naturally, his eyes wondered at first, and then when he'd finally managed to make eye contact with the woman, he recognized her to be Lilly Laurent. His eyebrow raised, of course he was natrually attracted to her, who wouldn't be. He smiled in acknowledgment of her presence as she greeted him. Preferring not to regard her comment about his line of work, he maintained formalities. "Miss Laurent. Always a pleasure." he spoke, giving her a charming smile, raising his glass in her direction. "Who am I to turn down money if others want to give it to me willingly?" he joked, taking a quick glance at her stack of chips as well as the other players at the table. "Come to share a bit of your fortune with me as well?" he gave her a playful wink and smirk. About that time, the same waitress from before was making yet another pass. Without saying a word Liam raised his hand, held up his glass, nodded and smiled.
After she'd gone he turned back to the table, he'd been dealt cards by this point, he put his glass down, cupped his cards and took a peek. King-jack. he put the cards back down. Looked at the dealer, and a moment later threw out the call. He waited to see what the rest of the table would do as he crossed his arms before him, tapping one hand on the other arm and glancing back at Lilly. This did just get a little more interesting. he smiled when they made eye contact again.
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