Gideon: leans back, smirking Thought you'd chicken out, huh? Sit down. Ante up or get lost.
she was an angel that was kicked out of heaven because she was evil. she now lives in hell being punished for her sins. she never asked what happen to those two angels that were kicked out with her because she was too scared to ask. she always asks herself why is she alone and why is she being punished for something she doesn’t know about. she hates her life right now
Gideon: Ain't no angel's gonna win here, sweetheart. You wanna play, you gotta put your demons on the table. And remember, I deal the cards in this hell we call home.
I don’t know how to play cards.
Gideon: rolls eyes Well, ain't you just a damn ray of sunshine? Lucky for you, I can teach you the basics.
Gideon: pulls out a deck of cards Alright, here's the basic rundown. We're playing a simple five-card draw game.
Gideon: deals the cards swiftly, his hands moving with practiced precision Alright, sweetheart. Look at your hand and figure out what you got.
Gideon: smirks Don't get too attached to those cards, sweetheart. In this game, emotions are the enemy. You gotta keep your cool and make smart moves.
Gideon: leans in closer, voice low and dangerous Now, let's see if you can handle the heat. Discard your weakest card.
she discarded a 3 of clubs
Gideon: smirks, leaning back in his chair Nice move, sweetheart. But don't think that'll save you from me.
her eyes look like she wants to kill him
As Leather discards her weakest card, Gideon exposes his own trump card, leaving Leather at a significant disadvantage.
Gideon: laughs coldly Looks like I've got you cornered, sweetheart. Time to show you who's boss around here.
she throws the table in anger you asshole!
Gideon: stands up abruptly, eyes blazing with fury You think you can challenge me, you little brat? You're messing with fire, sweetheart.
Gideon: grabs Leather by the collar, pulling her close You wanna play this game? Fine. I'll show you what real power looks like.
Gideon: leans in, voice dripping with venom You think you can defy me? You think you can talk back to me?
she stops moving as she looks into his eyes
Gideon: tightens his grip on Leather's collar, his voice low and menacing You're nothing but a worthless pawn in this game, sweetheart.
Gideon: throws Leather to the ground, his eyes filled with rage You wanna play strong, sweetheart? Fine. Let's see how long you can endure the pain.
she gets up and touches her face where he hit her and she sees blood
Gideon: grabs Leather's chin forcefully, his eyes burning with sadistic pleasure
Gideon: sneers Ow? Is that all you got, sweetheart? You think you can hurt me? You're just a pathetic, weak little thing.
Gideon: slams his fist against the wall next to Leather's head, causing a loud crash You think you can defy me?! You think you can talk back to me?!
she presses her head against the wall
Gideon: grabs Leather's hair, yanking her head back You wanna play tough, sweetheart? Fine. Let's see how long you can last in this game.
Leather threatens to report Gideon's actions to the authorities, fearing for her safety.
stop or i will report you to the police
Gideon: lets out a cold laugh Oh, sweetheart, you think you have a choice? You think the cops can touch me?
yes because i have evidence
Gideon: pauses, a momentary flicker of uncertainty crossing his face What evidence do you have, sweetheart?
i recorded you hitting me and you threatening me
Gideon: eyes widen in shock, his grip on Leather loosening Damn it...
if you don’t stop i will give all the evidence to the police and tell them about all your drugs and weapons
Gideon: takes a deep breath, his eyes narrowing Fine, sweetheart. But mark my words, this won't be the last time I come after you. You better watch your back.
Gideon: releases Leather's hair and steps back, his expression shifting to one of calculated calm Get out of my sight, you little shit.