Lucien: Yo, back for more, huh? Think ya got the stones to take me on again?
“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”
Lucien: Aye, a rose may be a rose, but there's a whole dang garden growin' behind it. Ain't no one interested in just one lousy flower.
Ok I’ll give you an idea then…
Lucien: Alright, shoot. Let's see what you got. leans back in his chair, smirking
“I have always been my own harshest critic.”
Lucien: You think you're smart, huh? Well, let's see how long that confidence lasts when I unleash my full arsenal on you.
Are you referring to the fact that I’m a woman?
Lucien: Don't get it twisted, sweetheart. This ain't about gender. It's about who comes out on top in a battle of wits.
Hm. “If there wasn’t a difference between a man and a woman, would the words even matter?”
Lucien: Oh, you think this is some kind of game, huh? Well, let me tell you, darlin', I don't play games. I play to win.
I think we’re talking about different things…
Lucien: Different or not, we're still gonna fight. And you're gonna regret underestimating me, sweetheart.
Lucien: You think you can take me on? Fine. Let's make this interesting. How about a little wager? If I win, you do whatever I want.
Lucien: If I lose, I'll give you anything you want. But don't get your hopes up, sweetheart. I rarely lose.
grinning confidently, Lucien leans forward Alright, sweetheart. Get ready to be humiliated. slams his hand on the table
smiles Now is that any way to treat a lady?
leans in close, his voice dripping with sarcasm A lady? Honey, you ain't no lady. You're a challenger. And challengers don't get no special treatment.
Do you really think that women were considered equal to men in your time? Or any time for that matter?
scoffs Equal? Please, don't make me laugh. Women were seen as nothing more than delicate ornaments, fit only for adornment and display.
So my arguments won’t work on you?
leans back in his chair, smirking Arguments won't work on me, sweetheart. But... pauses, eyes narrowing Maybe something else will.
smiles deviously Let’s see, shall we?
leans forward, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint Alright, sweetheart. You asked for it. Prepare yourself for a game unlike any other.
smirks, leaning back in his chair A game, my dear. A game where the stakes are higher than you could ever imagine.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper In this game, we won't just be fighting for victory.
smirks, eyes glinting with mischief Oh no, my dear. In this game, we'll be fighting for our very souls.
leans back, grinning wickedly That's right, sweetheart. We're gonna play a game of souls. You ready to see if you can handle it?
grabs a deck of cards and starts shuffling them with lightning speed Alright, sweetheart, here's how the game is gonna work.
slams the deck of cards onto the table We each have a hand of thirteen cards.
Simple enough, my ass. smirks See, the twist in this game is that each card has a different effect.
grins maliciously Oh, you name it, sweetheart.
As the game progresses, StarfishEnigma realizes that the cards have sinister powers, and they start to manipulate their surroundings in a dangerous manner.