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hatesdeerstalkers) wrote2023-06-29 07:26 pm
hatesdeerstalkers) wrote2023-06-29 07:26 pm
15 strangers r7 | Week 3, Late Thursday (Kaito)
[The stage was set.
If no one came into the casino tonight, then that, as they say, was that. Moriarty would remove the wedges from the slot machine, and leave - hoping that someone else had done the deed to spare the lives of innocents.
But, the Casino itself was a place for someone to forget the world around them - in here, nothing more than a game room, but still holding the allure of having everything be stress free, for a time. And he had decided to also allow what would happen tonight up to luck, as it seemed...fitting.
He would not attempt to win this - he knew he was walking towards his death of his own volition...and merely wondered why it felt so familiar.
So when someone actually steps through the door, he steels himself -
- and sees someone he absolutely did not want to be chosen for his plans.]
K-Kaito?
[His voice trembles for a moment, before he quickly masters his emotions, putting on a genial smile like always.]
...Haha, I must confess, I didn't think I'd see you tonight. What are you doing up here, and so late?
If no one came into the casino tonight, then that, as they say, was that. Moriarty would remove the wedges from the slot machine, and leave - hoping that someone else had done the deed to spare the lives of innocents.
But, the Casino itself was a place for someone to forget the world around them - in here, nothing more than a game room, but still holding the allure of having everything be stress free, for a time. And he had decided to also allow what would happen tonight up to luck, as it seemed...fitting.
He would not attempt to win this - he knew he was walking towards his death of his own volition...and merely wondered why it felt so familiar.
So when someone actually steps through the door, he steels himself -
- and sees someone he absolutely did not want to be chosen for his plans.]
K-Kaito?
[His voice trembles for a moment, before he quickly masters his emotions, putting on a genial smile like always.]
...Haha, I must confess, I didn't think I'd see you tonight. What are you doing up here, and so late?
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I just thought you were one of those people with that kinda gift, you know? The kind that kinda just accidentally sneaks up on people and just kinda--makes 'em all fight or flight.
[He hands the glove back.]
Yeah, I don't think Cubey will mind too much. If you win, can you make sure someone keeps feeding him? ...He's a good bear.
[He hops up, handing the note over.] There's my will. You gonna make up anything, or...?
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[Not that Kaito would know that's a skill name, but!]
My boy - I already said I do not intend to win, so asking me such a thing is pointless. However, I can request it during the vote at the very least.
[He takes it, putting it safely in a pocket in his vest - the same one a timepiece would normally go into while shaking his head.]
No, I will not. I will either die a victim without saying anything...or go out at trial as the villain who killed a young man in his prime, declaring his Evil Intent to the world.
[He smiles, a bit wryly.]
Besides, there are written notes under my pillow in my room, in case I ever died for whatever reason. That will be enough.
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[He's fired up now!]
But alright. We got that taken care of, then.
[He cracks his knuckles.]
Let's get our swords.
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[Another hand held out.]
If you'll allow me?
[And in another flash of portal lights and a few steps in, they are in the Weapon Room....where a certain polar bear lies sleeping, as they portaled to the door.
Moriarty seems a little tired, but he tries not to show it.]
...There, now then - work your...magic, won't you?
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Alright. Back to the casino!
[But when they get there--]
...Y'look tired, actually. If y'don't mind me sayin'. Maybe we should rest a little before we do this thing? I'd hate to fight ya not at your best.
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But he bristles at the suggestion anyway, because noooo don't notice and call him out on it!!]
I'm - perfectly fine, you young upstart! I can fight at full force right...right here!
[...And then he goes and sits down at a card table.]
I'm merely giving you the chance to say prayers to whatever you worship, if you worship anything at all! Nothing more!
[........
Yeah. Yeah he's being a tsundere.]
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Alright. Lord's got my back. Maybe. Dunno if I'm a pious enough man.
[He glances to the cards.]
Wanna play a little bit before we start?
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...Very well, I suppose so.
Given it was luck that brought us both here tonight...how about if we play a spot of poker?
[He's already grabbing a deck and shuffling the cards.]
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[Thumbs up! It's almost like he's ignoring the gravity of the situation, but...maybe he is.]
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Though, eventually, he does speak up in a more serious tone.]
...I must confess - what I told you before, about why I am doing this....it is not the entire story.
[He pauses.]
I raise.
[With nonexistent money, but it's the thought that counts. Poker is inherently a bluffing game, after all.]
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[He pauses.]
Call.
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Pass.
[They show their hands, one of them wins, and another hand is dealt.]
But it is also for those that will remain. You remember our last trial, do you not?
[He looks at his hand, discards two cards, and then draws two.]
We were...to frankly put it, a mess. I'll admit I did not help in the slightest in that regard, to my shame. But, if they are to face Zero in the coming weeks, then they must learn how to properly do a trial.
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Even my killing game before this had more organization to it. But that game had a Shuichi. This one...
[He looks at his cards.]
Raise. This one doesn't. Unless we maybe push one of 'em onto glory. Maybe this'll help...maybe.
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[Said exactly like the old man he is, though there's a fondness to it.]
Or by giving them a reason to hate, and thus pushing them towards determination. We are both well-liked enough that either of our deaths should make them take it seriously.
Call.
If I survive...I intend to be such a villain, as I said before. Hatred and spite is one of the great motivators, and if they can solve it...
....Well. Perhaps I'm merely being arrogant, but I wish to believe it would give them a greater chance against our captor himself, having already faced down one embodiment of Evil.
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["Give yourself some credit. You could be a great villain if you wanted to." That's what Kokichi would probably say, anyway.
He sighs.]
But we'll have to see. I want them to beat this captor, too. I want them to just...be the hero that I probably can't be now.
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[He laughs, though it's a bit sad.]
I have no doubt you would fall without a fight, Kaito. And that in of itself would be good enough.
[Unlike Kaito's friend, he can't say that. All he can do is offer assurance in his own way, as he lifts his cards.]
Well. I believe I've recovered enough at this point - let's make this the final hand, shall we?
Show your cards!
[And when he reveals his hand - It's basically garbage. A measly pair - fitting for that there was no way for him to win, regardless of the outcome.]