D E A D E Y E

CARDS
The cards fell and her blue eyes watched with anticipation, as the turn was flipped and her lips turned into a confident smirk. Tanned fingers tapped the back of her face down cards, while her gaze shifted to view the only other player left in the game. Texas Hold Em wasn’t exactly a card game that everyone played and yet, the woman had thrown the card game out for the sake of being the oddball and to simply waste time. She was technically a member of the Knight’s Obsidian and maybe there was something that she was supposed to be doing, but she hadn’t been pulled up in regards to her behaviour. So here she was pulling a long shot bluff, while the only other player sitting at the table, stared at her.
Crowded around the table, were many patrons as they eagerly watched the game, with what seemed to be an enthusiasm that outmatched her own by only a hair’s breadth. The pub smelled like blood, sweat, tears and alcohol. Blood from what she could only imagine was from bar fights; tears from the broken hearted and sweat from the man who sat across from her. The lupine could also smell the scent of urine, because some dumb idiot had probably forgotten how to use the facilities in the bathroom, but she didn’t pay too much attention to that as the dealer watched the other player. “Call,” he said and Aadya giggled, only to perk a brow.
Let him sweat, She thought to herself as she leaned back on the rickety wooden chair that she was seated upon and reached out to grab a hold of her drink that had been resting on top of the wooden table that they were seated at. It was some dive bar in Naboo in an area that you didn’t want to be caught dead in, but in reality, the Lupine thought that these guys were the unfortunate people who didn’t get the best start in life. So she didn’t begrudge them, but instead, she played… For bullets. Because who didn’t carry bullets? Playing for credits was too pedestrian and this seemed like a good idea. So as she slowly swirled the whiskey in the cool glass that she held, she pretended to think about her play. If only for a brief moment.
”You know, I like you Callan. You just keep playing even when you don’t even have the cards to beat my hand. That gusto is admirable. Really, it is, but you’re out of your league here.” She said as a smirk curved her lips and slowly took a sip of the cheap whiskey that had been poured, while her eyes didn’t stray from the target before her. The woman could see that he was wavering in his resolve and although he didn’t know what cards she held, the woman knew that he must have a good hand. Otherwise, why keep throwing in the bullets when he was down to his last two? Her free hand lightly tapped upon the wooden table before her and slowly, she slid in two bullets of her own into the center of the grainy wooden table. ”Raise.”
Did she have a good hand? Oh absolutely not. The lupine had the worst hand possible. A seven and a two. The man before her, she figured that he had a full house and she wanted him to think that she was holding a flush. So all in all, she was lying her butt off, bluffing him. Yet it was her confidence that was making him doubt his own hand and she could see it as she watched his jaw tightened ever so slightly before he said, “Fold.” A peel of laughter parted her lips as she slammed her drink back and placed the glass down upon the surface of the table.
”Hey Callan,” Aadya said as she rose and collected her winnings from the table while everyone began to disperse. ”You really need to maintain confidence when it comes to your cards buddy. Because…” When she had collected her winnings and deposited them into a pouch upon her belt, she flipped her cards over to reveal them. ”You could of had me, but I bluffed you right out of the game.” She said with a chuckle. “Son of a…” He started and she tsked. ”Next time Callan, I’ll let you win. Promise.” Aadya said as she turned from the table and pushed her way out of the bar. While she would have loved to have stuck around to hear what else he had say, she just knew that it was best not to. For if she had, there was a high chance of escalation and she didn’t want to have to admit to… Well, anyone that she instigated a fight by suggesting that they play a game of cards for bullets.
Which was how she had found herself upon the darkened streets, while other people walked by. That was, until someone brushed passed her. “‘Scuse me,” They said and Aadya brushed the interaction off as if it wasn’t important. However, as her pale hands went to find something that was no longer in her pockets, a curse was quick to her lips. ”Son of a…” Quickly, she turned upon her heels, only to see the same man brush up against another woman looking thing. His coat was dark brown and his black cap was pulled way down low, so then no one could see his face. ”Stop you thief!” Aadya called as she ran after him, only to bump into… Well, it was hard to describe, as the other woman looked like a sentient being, but it’s scent was completely different to that of a sentient being. ”That man just stole from the both of us and we need to track him down!” Aadya said as she pointed to the man who moved to duck down an ally to make a quick getaway.
Crowded around the table, were many patrons as they eagerly watched the game, with what seemed to be an enthusiasm that outmatched her own by only a hair’s breadth. The pub smelled like blood, sweat, tears and alcohol. Blood from what she could only imagine was from bar fights; tears from the broken hearted and sweat from the man who sat across from her. The lupine could also smell the scent of urine, because some dumb idiot had probably forgotten how to use the facilities in the bathroom, but she didn’t pay too much attention to that as the dealer watched the other player. “Call,” he said and Aadya giggled, only to perk a brow.
Let him sweat, She thought to herself as she leaned back on the rickety wooden chair that she was seated upon and reached out to grab a hold of her drink that had been resting on top of the wooden table that they were seated at. It was some dive bar in Naboo in an area that you didn’t want to be caught dead in, but in reality, the Lupine thought that these guys were the unfortunate people who didn’t get the best start in life. So she didn’t begrudge them, but instead, she played… For bullets. Because who didn’t carry bullets? Playing for credits was too pedestrian and this seemed like a good idea. So as she slowly swirled the whiskey in the cool glass that she held, she pretended to think about her play. If only for a brief moment.
”You know, I like you Callan. You just keep playing even when you don’t even have the cards to beat my hand. That gusto is admirable. Really, it is, but you’re out of your league here.” She said as a smirk curved her lips and slowly took a sip of the cheap whiskey that had been poured, while her eyes didn’t stray from the target before her. The woman could see that he was wavering in his resolve and although he didn’t know what cards she held, the woman knew that he must have a good hand. Otherwise, why keep throwing in the bullets when he was down to his last two? Her free hand lightly tapped upon the wooden table before her and slowly, she slid in two bullets of her own into the center of the grainy wooden table. ”Raise.”
Did she have a good hand? Oh absolutely not. The lupine had the worst hand possible. A seven and a two. The man before her, she figured that he had a full house and she wanted him to think that she was holding a flush. So all in all, she was lying her butt off, bluffing him. Yet it was her confidence that was making him doubt his own hand and she could see it as she watched his jaw tightened ever so slightly before he said, “Fold.” A peel of laughter parted her lips as she slammed her drink back and placed the glass down upon the surface of the table.
”Hey Callan,” Aadya said as she rose and collected her winnings from the table while everyone began to disperse. ”You really need to maintain confidence when it comes to your cards buddy. Because…” When she had collected her winnings and deposited them into a pouch upon her belt, she flipped her cards over to reveal them. ”You could of had me, but I bluffed you right out of the game.” She said with a chuckle. “Son of a…” He started and she tsked. ”Next time Callan, I’ll let you win. Promise.” Aadya said as she turned from the table and pushed her way out of the bar. While she would have loved to have stuck around to hear what else he had say, she just knew that it was best not to. For if she had, there was a high chance of escalation and she didn’t want to have to admit to… Well, anyone that she instigated a fight by suggesting that they play a game of cards for bullets.
Which was how she had found herself upon the darkened streets, while other people walked by. That was, until someone brushed passed her. “‘Scuse me,” They said and Aadya brushed the interaction off as if it wasn’t important. However, as her pale hands went to find something that was no longer in her pockets, a curse was quick to her lips. ”Son of a…” Quickly, she turned upon her heels, only to see the same man brush up against another woman looking thing. His coat was dark brown and his black cap was pulled way down low, so then no one could see his face. ”Stop you thief!” Aadya called as she ran after him, only to bump into… Well, it was hard to describe, as the other woman looked like a sentient being, but it’s scent was completely different to that of a sentient being. ”That man just stole from the both of us and we need to track him down!” Aadya said as she pointed to the man who moved to duck down an ally to make a quick getaway.
