kingdomdressing | (no subject)

It's no shame to lie in my trade, Mr. Lioncourt. But I'm afraid I can do you something better.

[And he lays down three fours.]

[Ooh, just barely letting him win. Is that your technique to hide your obvious cheating-ways? How charming.. ]

Well then... It seems I have lost this round. Do I get one more chance?

[Oh, he tries to be discreet about his cheating. The that he can and will alter probability doesn't hurt.]

I suppose I could find it in my heart.

[Another chuckle.. Oh he did enjoy a male who can laugh at their own misfortunes. He takes the deck and shuffles once more, dealing the cards. ]

Mmm... [A satisfied hum... A full house...now unless if the clever little devil had a straight flush... ]

[Luxord tends to be of the opinion that humor helps make the life of Nobody more bearable.

As for the cards... simplest to say that Luxord's placed his hopes in the green-eyed Lady who's never failed him and who leaves when her name is spoken. And maybe, just maybe, a twist of probability - invisible to all but those who know what to look for.]

Well... You first, winner.

Winner? Say rather no one but a humble servant of the Lady.

[But all the same the cards are laid down... and proven to be once again the better hand, all odds to the contrary.]

[He chuckles, setting down his beaten hand.. Oh Luxord. ]

Oh dear...it seems I am truly no match or you, Monsieur Joueur de destin [Gambler of Fate. ]

...Now..about your reward..

It's a title I strive to live up to, as best I may.

[There's a faint smile at the mention of the reward.]

Ah yes. You've something already in mind I take it?

Well... Me being as old as I am, my mind likely draws it's own...interesting conclusions...

[ 298 is how old he is, btw. ]

However, I certainly do not want to misread you, Monsieur.

An eye for eye. Or rather, blood for blood. Fair enough for your tastes?

You wish to take my blood?

[Congratulations. You have successfully confused and amused a vampire. ]

It might come in a handy thing someday. Certainly no worse than cursed Aztec gold, I'd wager.

[Not, of course, that he actually intends to drink Setzer's blood. Bad enough bearing the curse of a Nobody, really. To bear the curse of the vampire on top of that would be a bit much for even him.]

[Being a vampire isn't all that bad.. much wouldn't change for you he'd imagine. ]

And how do you intend on extracting said blood from me, Monsieur?

[Still, it's not something Luxord intends to become. Better as a safeguard against possible futures, or a bargaining chip when needed.]

I presume you do still bleed?

Only when I've had blood... And I've not had much in a long while...

[Eyes you... Keep in mind Luxord, you are still apart of a vampire food chain, and Setzer has been playing very nicely... So far. ]

Not much can come of me. However...we could exchange.

And what is it that you propose then?

[He sort of saunters towards your, circling behind you it seems. ]

Vampires are a curious creature... We need blood to survive. And, if we are feeling generous, to bite a victim would give them the gift of eternal life. However, I am assuming you do not want this. So i suggest for the betterment for the both of us.. I take a bit of your blood, and when I feel strong enough, allow you to take a bit of mine. A lot of sucking you know.. Or is that too morbid and disgusting for you... Monsieur Luxord?

I've life enough as it is, extending that time is not precisely among the things I'd care for.

But the rest sounds fair enough to me.

Works for me.

[He doesn't seem to give you much of a chance to change your mind, because he pounced on the back of your neck like a hungry lion, biting down and taking said blood. Sorry for the outburst, but he is just very very hungry... ]

[Good thing he wasn't going to change his mind. Cheater and scoundrel though he is, he's generally good as far as his word goes. And besides, it's not like he's really using that blood anyway - it's probably a little dark-tinged, if Setzer can tell that sort of thing.

So he'll just wait patiently for the time. Not like he hasn't gone through worse.]

[Oh, he could tell. And such a curious flavor the Nobodies carried. It was like an aged wine for those with sophisticated taste buds...a nice change. Though nothing will ever be better than virgin blood. But Setzer is not picky, sucking in the blood deeply, but as seconds pass, the flow of blood lessened. He briefly pulled away from your neck and ripped a nice little hole in his own wrist..and there goes the his blood. ]

W-well..Monsieur...how do you intend on taking it? [He seemed winded, but he was back to licking your neck...It seems he doesn't want to let go yet. ]

With this.

[And he pulls out a smallish glass vial from one of the pockets in his coat. Where he got it (or indeed whether or not it had always been there) is anyone's guess but it'll do quite nicely for catching blood; which is conveniently enough the purpose Luxord sets about putting it to.]

[He holds his wrist close...not all bothered by his blood leaking in. In fact, that morbidly tend to rile Setzer up, which is why he is still licking at your neck. Feel free to tell him to back off, or else it will get worse. ]

[Oh, he will. Just not immediately. Instead, he waits until he's gathered what he considers a fair amount in the little vial and stoppered it back up again before he says anything.]

That will be quite enough of that, I think.