Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20191026173030/@comment-29435884-20191027115044

The hand was indeed a good one. If anyone except me had a pulse around this table, they'd be raised right now.

With that lucky break, my mojo was back, baby! I straight up clean up for the next few hands, the Wight bows out gracefully first.

The Vampire is my next kill, courtesy of the best hand I've had all night. She wishes me well through gritted teeth and does the closest thing she can to storming off while still looking elegant.

Now it's just me and the Lich. I can't read anything from her! Over the next few hands she bleeds all the winnings I've made back off me.

Fuck this is bad, I've got next to nothing left in my pile of winnings and my hand's looking shaky. At best. Time to stop playing by the rules. I sneak one of the aces out of my sleeve....only for a cold hand to grab my wrist.

"Well, well we have a card cheat it seems." Ahh fuck, that's one smug looking Vamp.

"I think that means you've just volunteered to be our entertainment for the the night." The Wight looks like the cat who got the canary.

"Indeed." That sounded...completely deadpan. Wait, no, the Lich is smirking too. Whaddaya know? She can change her expression after all.

Well. This is a pickle, how do you think your old mate Rapture's going to get out of this one? (Spoilers: I don't)