City of Lights (Raleigh's Casinos)

[Raleigh]

Catgirl: Indeed. Well then if you will follow me. We can get you dressed and back out here tending the table in no time. Things to note is that the dealer does not get a cut of the winnings but rather a flat pay rate. Pretty much we clock in and out and get paid according to our hours. *She starts to lead Bones off to a dressing room.* Trying to steal chips from your table will result in termination and I don't mean losing your job. Its the succubi and others' job to get the customers drunk and compliant enough to bet away everything they are so you just sit there and take them for a ride.

[Feng]

Bones nods, not paying too much attention as he is still wondering just how he lost that bet.

"Right," he mumbles to himself as he enters the locker room taking a look around.

"Oh," he calls out to the cat girl. "What are you going to do in the meantime? Since we're trading places, does that mean you'll be taking over my job?"

[Raleigh]

Catgirl: Incorrect. The actual bet was that I either become your assistant or you take my place attending to that table. Nothing was said about me taking over your organization. I suppose you can still lead it or consider it lost to the casino and thus now under the control of the boss. I'm going to move onto another assignment probably at one of the wheel of fortune type games. *Bone will find a rather revealing and feminine cut tuxedo waiting for him to put on.*

[Feng]

"Considering I didn't wager the Chibi Express in this bid, I don't think I'll pass it on to Mr. Cloak just yet," mutters Bones before holding up the tuxedo.

"Excitement," he mumbles, stripping down to his boxers before donning the accursed garment. "You know, Mr. Cloak, I could always assign you to Siberia" -_-

[Raleigh]

I'm already busy in Siberia so it wouldn't be much trouble if you did. *Raleigh's response comes from the mirror in the dressing room. If Bones looks she (since the gender was flipped the moment the clothes were being put on) will spot Raleigh in the reflection leaning against the edge of the mirror.* A note Esmeralda forgot to point out is that this place, like all the places I create, is a dimension under my complete control. I mention it so you know that you just have to mention you think someone is up to something for me and the security forces to know so we can handle the issue. How are you liking your new suit? *He points to a mirror next to the one his image is in so Bones can look.*

[Feng]

Bones reluctantly glances over at the mirror.

"This thing has sexual harassment lawsuit written all over it" mumbles Bones-Chan.

[Raleigh]

Only if I were to make those kinds of comments or touch you. Why you humans keep assuming I find you all sexually appealing I don't think I'll ever quite figure out. *Bones will find she has a similar appearance to this sans the bunny ears and tail.*

[Feng]

"I wasn't referring to you" sighs Bones-Chan. "Besides, you've always struck me as one of those genderless Eldridge horrors that spawns from budding or from cabbage patches during the full moon.... Ah but anyways, I'm sure work beckons." ^_^()

[Raleigh]

Heh, close. We don't spawn as we can't reproduce. There were a set number of us from the start and there will never be more nor less. Trust me, I've tried to make more several times. The lucky ones died in the process. Very well then, step outside and follow Esmeralda back to your table and get to work. Bilk those people of all they are worth. Oh and for the sake of a proper villain moment. Earn me tribute, mwahahahaha. *His image fades from the mirror.*

[Feng]

"You got it Cloak-Sama," says Bones-Chan giggling.

'Ugh... I can't believe I just did that' she thinks aloud while following Esmeralda. 'Ah well. As long as I'm stuck in this situation, I might as well take down as many fools as I can.'

[Raleigh]

*Esmeralda, having finished her job, heads off to another assignment. Bones will find he has some new vic... err clients. One seems to be some sort of mage judging by the arcane markings on his clothes and the light of magic in his eyes. Sitting beside that man is someone who appears to be a warrior of some type judging by his posture, the presence of a katana, and the family crest on his clothes. Beside these two is a wealthy looking man with all the earmarks of a third or fourth generation noble resplendent with titles that no longer have a valid meaning to memory of himself or others. Of note is the fact that this man is drinking a red wine that smells a bit of blood.*
Warrior: Finally. Deal already.

[Feng]

Bones-Chan smiles a cute, devious smile before dispensing the cards accordingly.

"So gentlemen, what do you feel like wagering today? Perhaps a small bid to warm up, yes?" ^_^

[Raleigh]

Warrior: Sure, I'll bet about 10,000 hl. *The other two match that starting bid.*

Bones, try to work them up to bidding what means the most to them. The sword skills of the warrior, the titles of the lordly looking one, and the spells of the magician.

[Feng]

Don't worry Mr. Cloak, I know what I'm doing. I'll just build their overconfidence in the next few rounds, then rob them blind! But why do you want the guy's title. Isn't his vampirism more precious?

"10,000 Hl it is!" she says, dealing the next hand.

(Do I determine the cards, or would you?)

[Raleigh]

((Feel free to do that yourself or even just mention their losing and winning since they are npcs. I've found its actually rather hard to get those cards sorted out well since my random generator would have had you bust on the original deal and I didn't think that would have been very amusing.))

I suppose it would be if I couldn't mimic it outright. His blood however is quite precious since it holds the key to knowing all his powers and history. The problem is getting a vampire to wager his blood is a slow process so deprive him of his titles first and he will start to get desperate. The problem is if he is a landed noble he will probably try to wager those before his blood. In fact the goal with the warrior is to take his sword once he has bid his skills since for his kind the sword is their soul.