[ Ugh, he doesn't want to think about church choirs... ]
The playbill advertised this as a "rock opera", so...maybe it'll be a little more spirited than all that. If nothing else, we can entertain each other.
[ This is perfect, actually; he took the lead last time he was here with Verso, so the House is likely assuming he will again. Letting Poppy call the shots might disarm them, and then he can swoop in and win them the jackpot at the last moment...
...Or he can just let her run wild and chaotic and free and see what happens. Honestly, that sounds just as fun. ]
You're looking quite sharp today, by the way, Miss Poppy.
[ He's likewise dressed the part, spared from wearing pirate attire this time. ]
. . . Though the browned leaves have been lost, new blades shall grow in their place upon spring's visit.
[It's a simple question with an equally simple question, though he fails to see the correlation. After all, he and the reflection of another being are two separate entities.]
To be frank, if you'd described it that way, I would have said you were in no way a "confidence" anything.
[ Wuss.
... ]
Have you been enjoying yourself here?
[ It's a double entendre of sorts, between the Edamura she met and the Edamura she knows now. At least it makes sense now, how he was so... adaptable, how easily he could compose himself or overdramatize as needed. Odile's stomach turns unhappily. ]
[ Ten grand that they didn't have to pay for! It's fiiiiiine. If Aventurine has his way — and he always does — they'll be walking out of here with far more than that.
Slipping into the seat next to Edamura, Aventurine contrasts him perfectly, sitting back with his legs crossed, confidence oozing from his demeanor. They make quite the pair to join the table together, he thinks. To the table: ]
My friends! Deal us in, if you will. I have a good feeling about our odds tonight.
[ The dealer begins to deal everyone at the table their hand, but the game has already begun. ]
[but as to her question. . . he frowns deeply, nudging a few more flat edges in her direction, now trying to build upon the frame that she started]
[. . .]
[. . . right. that's why it had been so hard to share, isn't it? why he had rolled with "freelancer" when people had asked him about his job back home. because the moment he is honest about it. . . nobody will believe him ever again. and why should they? who can trust a con man? who should trust a con man?]
. . . and don't-- talk around it, Odile. Ask me what you want to ask me.
[an exhale]
"Are you conning anyone right now?" Or maybe, "are you being sincere with everyone here?"
[Aventurine is welcomed without a second glance. after all, he is in familiar waters! but a few of the older gentlemen shoot Edamura the stink eye as the flick cards his way, which just causes him to sink a little deeper into his seta]
[ But it's said softly. She works steadily on her side, voice raising slightly in agitation. ]
How much of the Edamura we see is the one that was raised by his kind mother, and how much is the one that was raised by his poor mistakes? Have you been sincere in your time here? What is it, exactly, that you've been seeking?
Mm, there's a fine line between buzzed and drunk, my friend. One might even expand your mental faculties, under the right conditions...
[ Maybe he wants to see Yi Sang a little buzzed. He might be a silly drunk — or he might be even more morose. Hard to say, really. Anyway, Aventurine finally lifts his glass to take a sip of his wine, smacking his lips as it goes down. ]
Hm...it's nicely aged, rather rich...go on, you have a try now.
I beg to differ. Just because our perspective has changed doesn't mean it isn't the same moon.
[ She swishes a hand through the water, rippling it. ]
If a cloud was to come across the moon in the sky, so too would the moon in the pond disappear. However, if someone tried to scoop up the moon in the pond with a bucket, they'd be out of luck -- there it would remain, round and full, just the same as the moon in the sky. Do you follow?
[He must wonder for what he should expand his mental faculties.
In any event, he puts his silent admiration of the wine on hold for a small sip. He savors it with far less flair than Aventurine as he sets the glass down.]
[ The layout might be different, but Yingying knows her way around places like these. Moving through the crowd to get to the desired stall os fluid, with her firmly guiding the way. ]
Mm, see? They have a lot to choose from.
[ It's a stall with all sorts of meat skewers of all sorts of cuts; beef, pork, chicken, squid, the list goes on. The smoke in the air is pungent and thick, heavy with the smell of char. There's a bit of a line, so there's ample time for them to choose what they want. ]
You mentioned in your homeland, you would tear it with your hands, [ she pantomimes with her free one. ] Did you ever cook it over a fire like this? I want to find something similar.
I'd say roulette is my favorite [ my man's entire ult is just a roulette wheel ], but poker is a close second. It's the ultimate mind game, and if you can't think like your opponents, the game's already lost before its begun.
[ And making the most of the hand he's dealt has always been his specialty. He picks up his cards and slots them into his hand. ]
-- I don't know if he's single! I don't care! He's a playboy!! An absolute bastard!!! You deserve so much better than him, Odile! I'll kick his ass if he so much as looks at you funny!!!
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