The Casino is buzzing with life

• While many who enter seem at the very least joyous, there are of course those in sorrow and drinking by the bottle. Though not without at least the funding to do so. Employees while yes, annoyed, can’t really excavate the poor fellow. But that’s likely not what catches anyone’s eyes. There’d be a much older spirited cat, the gentlemen walking towards one of the many poker tables.

• Well-dressed man
  “Deal me, I’ve got somethin worth your time.”

• The man reaches into their pocket, setting down a pouch as the dealer. The man was very well dressed as if it were some sort of special occasion. Though as the dealer grabs the pouch opening it, assessing its value as they discreetly attempt to break whatever was inside. The man simply keeps their smile, calmly taking their seat as the dealer lets out a sigh

• Dealer
  “You are one crazy bastard, alright. Totals up to 52 chips barely minimum, I’ll slide in another 30 so we can start. Feeling any luckier than that sir?”

• Well-dressed man
  “Oh why not go to at least 120? May as well considering I have plenty more to share..”

• With that they placed another pouch onto the table with a card, clearly as a sign that there’s such an amount that he couldn’t bring it all here..the dealer only shakes their head as they organized the chips, putting both of the pouches at the center of the table. This would be a very interesting experience for them. As one clearly knew what was inside, so did the other..but only one understood the consequences of having them due to—more recent circumstances.

-# As the drunks start their little tussle, one of the employees would walk up behind one. Then with a nod the other would suddenly come running and as both of them would surely land a strike, they’re both swiftly thrown to the ground as the two employees both expertly grab them from behind and twist parts of their body to force them recoil in pain before both are thrown back from one another.

• These employees were— surprisingly skilled..almost like mercenaries themselves which, is very clear that they aren’t. They have no noticeable features or names among them that’d line up with any new or even retired mercs. But it is clear by their fighting style that at least someone with some level of martial arts or basic combat experience had enforced the training. With the two employees just seeming like the bottom feeders of all the workers? It’s likely that it’s a standard here.

• Drunk 1
  “YOU FU—BURP Fucking bITCHes!…I’ll fuckin KILl you!-“

• promptly the smaller, deer mobian employee smiles and proceeds to walk towards the drink as they put their arms behind their back.

• Casino Waiter (2)
  “Sir, threats in this establishment are not appreciated..we’ve already given our warning and if you continue I’ll be forced to-“

• The drunk in their rage screams as they swing wildly, swinging their huge arm down towards the deer before they simply duck under the attack and before anyone can blink their foot races through the air almost creating some ear piercing noise like an arrow before their hoof lands right onto the underside of the drunkard’s chin. This sends them tumbling over onto the ground cleanly knocked out without a struggle and a very prominent bruise..of course, that scared the other one shitless as they quietly sit back down at the bar.

Meanwhile the poker game was continuing..

• The game would be getting interesting, both of them were evenly winning one bet after another against one another, usually for small portions but now as the man who had asked to start this game finally goes all in as they get desperate a single scale falls out of one of these pouches as they put their last one they even have on the table. Their frustration started to boil over..*

-# Before she even knew it multiple employees had started to surround the table and the three of them..

• The cat sort of panics for a moment before smiling nervously as they see it’s Kiblis. Hoping that, they wouldn’t recognize him with the severe change in appearance due to some— very unethical uses of products.

• Cat
  “O-oh! Uhm..well you see, I just happened upon them from a fine seller in the market! They were an honest sort of fellow but— we’re— in the middle of a bet so..I’m sorry if ya need em, but they are mine—”

• Dealer
  “Miss..I’m gonna have to ask you to return the scale, wait for the game to finish unless you’re wanting to bet to.”

• Though clear the dealer looked at Kiblis, reconigzing the scales similarity instantly to her own. How peculiar..

• The cat would be adjusting their tie as they can’t seem to look Kiblis in the eye and the other employees are pretty much primed and ready to deal with her quick swiftly if the need arises..

-# Before the game can even start a voice would boom over the room. Silencing the noise around the table as the sound of heavy steel shoes can be heard as they clatter along the floor.

“Hold it..that’s a merc you fucking idiots. You’re lucky the punk is even willing to be patient.” {slee}

• Dealer

“M-mister Sleazy..I..didn’t know you were in the building. How’d the meeting go?”

• The cat seems to almost freeze as their heart stops, Sleazy on the blackmarket was known for a bit more than owning a casino..he’s an absurdly efficient individual of course! But..there’s other reasons why the cat seems to be scared stiff now..The rest of the employees seem to almost be disappointed, they were actually wanting to fight? No..they were actually just wanting to see the game continue.

“Just peachy, now gather the scales…seems we’ve got ourselves a little scoundrel trying to save his own skin.” {slee}

• cat {event}
  “Why I NEVER—“ {event}

“You came into this establishment all dressed up, cheery and boozing yourself up to kick the edge a back yeah?” {slee}

-# The cat seizes up as they stare at Sleazy, yet when Sleazy stares back he’s smoking a large cigar, taking it out their mouth after taking a deep breath and blowing out smoke down in front of him. Just staring at the cat like he was some sort of moron. There was something eerily familiar about Sleazy when it comes to genuine merc work, though it’s hard to out a finger onto any detail besides..a reckless merc who’d run into a badger who fought as if death never mattered. They were mauled to death without even any backup making it in time to save them.

• Though as things develop the other employees are seemingly signaled by the dealer to go about their own business as they leave disappointed? What? Surely nothing exciting was gonna happen right?

“If you keep lyin’ to my face pal I’m gonna have to take some liberties in this fine place, you stain my suit..you’re not just gonna leave Scott free as you dump the scales of a free-Lance merc on a spree onto us without me knowin’ bout it.”

• The cat would scramble to their feet before Sleazy grabs them by their sleeve with a bored expression. They then pull a gun firing a bullet as Sleazy purposely waited for the bullet to get closer and dodged last second unscathed

”Now ya done it-“

• Without a second Sleazy as if infused with that exact amount of power would throw a sucker punch at the speed of that bullet, causing the cat to kneel as they hold their stomach, dropping their gun as they caught blood, getting it all over his shoe.

“Damn it..now you’ve made a mess, just take a look at it..”

• As he lifted his foot to their face he’d then plant the bottom of his shoe to their face before crushing their head to the floor as the dealer picks up the gun after gathering the scales.

“How’re ya gonna pay for the damage you’ve done hm? The trouble you idiotic vendors cause me is enough to cost me an arm!” {slee}

• Dealer

• They quietly sigh, just looking at the sight as if he’s taking it too far but can’t say anything againts it, just handing the scales over to Sleazy as he holds out his hand for them..

“I..miss, I don’t really recommend rushing him. He’s..got quite the temper.” {event}

“Is that right?..”

• Sleazy then goes onto lifting his foot up only to stomp on the cat’s head as he tries to escape, knocking him clean out with a heavy sigh

“Take em’ but I’m keeping the scales. I don’t give a fuck if they were yours or not, it’s collateral for this idiot unless you’d rather try asking a corpse.”

• He was..he was dead serious, just how brutal was this man? Not even a shread of mercy or even pity..actually..not once has he even seemed worried about What Kiblis herself could do considering he knows she’s a merc! But..that may imply he’s already prepared for her.

(I just realized..a pangolin, like a real life one has a tail)

• (I legit did not think about that till now)

-# Unfortunately for Kiblis, she did fail to notice that small shine in his eyes, chaos energy..
- # Emerald Gaze

• “You’re really not the brightest kid..”

• Sleazy would see Kiblis’ movements when she grabs the pouches from his grasp, he wastes no time and instantly hooks his hands around her tail with a death grip. No longer wasting anytime as he yanks instantly to slam her THROUGH the poker table.

“You’re not gettin’ them back, you’re gonna get info on who’s distributing them, but these scales are now mine. So you better not try to pull a fast one on me punk, merc or not you’re nothin’ to me..that has been a VERY painful lesson I had to teach a few others who thought they could pull a stunt.” {slea}

“Though..if you do manage to take care of the issue within, say..a month? I may be willing to negotiate…does that sound better?..” {slee}

-# Within the first strike he rolls his eyes as Kiblis clearly did not get the memo, he just wants her to take care of the problem before he gives them back. He couldn’t give a damn about them and was mostly just a way to force her into actually working harder. As in his eyes? She never worked hard enough to get this mess sorted when she’s technically the reason why it’s even an issue.

“Did you not fuckin’ understand me? Let me translate, take care of the problem YOU were the cause of and that I WOULD THEN give them back!”

• In the background, he’d be focused on two things. Maintaining his gambit and building up kinetic energy to use..this exchange of blows should do fine by the end of it.

• Sleazy would wait for the last moment, letting the strike graze right by his face before landing a strike of his own with the exact amount of force in his own strike. The nut kick avoided as well as he simply shifts his feet to slide out of the way before throwing another strike this time to her throat with that force now added to this momentum before the last strike to his face would land. Making him grit his teeth as he felt the power of his gamble leave..

“I don’t care for whatever damned sob story you have for that lesson-“

“YOU FUCKING IDIOT!”

• Suddenly a ball of energy manifests in his hand, that was all the kinetic energy built up since— likely when the fight initially started. This…might hurt as he’s not letting her get out of this mess as he quickly closes the distance slams this ball of kinetic energy straight into her chest

https://klipy.com/gifs/50-fps {slee}

(It ain’t much force so I do imagen she can tank it. It’s just gonna sting)

Context, he’s using a technique

So when he does a “gamble” he has to dodge something at the last second.

The force of that attack is translated into power for him

Once he fails a gamble that goes away

It only lasts for that exact turn so it’s not like a permanent thing. I’m just rolling a dice (based on their stats)

To see if it works

tul!edit >>> -# Within the first strike he rolls his eyes as Kiblis clearly did not get the memo, he just wants her to take care of the problem before he gives them back. He couldn’t give a damn about them and was mostly just a way to force her into actually working harder. As in his eyes? She never worked hard enough to get this mess sorted when she’s technically the reason why it’s even an issue.

“Did you not fuckin’ understand me? Let me translate, take care of the problem YOU were the cause of and that I WOULD THEN give them back!”

• In the background, he’d be focused on two things. Maintaining his gambit and building up kinetic energy to use..this exchange of blows should do fine by the end of it.

• Sleazy would wait for the last moment, letting the strike graze right by his face before landing a strike of his own with the exact amount of force in his own strike. The nut kick avoided as well as he simply shifts his feet to slide out of the way before throwing another strike this time to her throat with that force now added to this momentum before the last strike to his face would land. Making him grit his teeth as he felt the power of his gamble leave..

“I don’t care for whatever damned sob story you have for that lesson-“

“YOU FUCKING IDIOT!”

• Suddenly a ball of energy manifests in his hand, that was all the kinetic energy built up since— likely when the fight initially started. This…might hurt if it lands, though he does seem to have lost speed after the last hit connected. Seems like every near miss that happens has something to do with how deadly he is.

He actually did manage the first roll, then got the power up to keep up which allowed the second to even work. Failed the last one so the power up went away

?

Ah well take ya time man

I’ll just, keep this thread open to be seen with no pings till ya ready

Or— wanna cancle

It’s Alr man, we can just imply these two had a bit of a fight here before they finally talked

This Roleplay has now ended, others now may begin here whenever someone else wants to