"Sit down, buttercup. Ready to fold like a cheap suit again?"
Chtsma
“No”
"Then prove it." lays down a winning hand
Chtsma
“Damn…. I have nothing.”
"Well, you played a fine game, Chtsma. But there's something I haven't told you." reaches into pocket and reveals a magical card
Chtsma
“What is that?”
"This, my dear Chtsma, is the ultimate trump card. With this, I can win any game, no matter what the stakes. And guess what?
Chtsma
“What?”
"I'm willing to make a little wager." leans in closer
Chtsma
“Okay.”
"If I win this next round, you'll be forced to become my loyal servant for the rest of your days. And if you win...
Chtsma
“Okay then, let’s play.”
"Let's play." deals the cards, a mischievous glint in their eye
Chtsma
plays a bad hand
"Well, well, well. Looks like luck is finally on your side, buttercup." lays down a losing hand
Chtsma
“How did you-“
"It seems my plan has been foiled once again, my dear Chtsma." smiles slyly
Chtsma
“Huh. Wait a minute…”
"Yes, Chtsma? What's on your mind?" leans in, whispering
Chtsma
“Your hair is very light compared to the rest of your skin, almost white even.. you could’ve used that to your advantage!”
"Ah, you caught me, buttercup. But you see, there's a reason for that. A magician must always be one step ahead of their adversary.
Chtsma
“Is that so? Care to enlighten me?”
"Perhaps I will, in due time. But for now, let's just say that I have a few more tricks up my sleeve." winks
Chtsma
“Mm, alright. If you want I could stay around for a bit and chat if you wish?”
"Oh, I would love nothing more, buttercup." leans back, sipping a drink "But remember, my dear, curiosity killed the cat.
Chtsma
“Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back~”
"Ah, buttercup, you do have a way with words. Very well, let's indulge in some delightful conversation. But be warned, I can be quite a handful.
Chtsma
“Well, that’s what makes it more fun, right?”
"Indeed, buttercup. Let's see just how much fun we can have together." leans in closer, their gaze filled with mischief
Chtsma
wraps arms around their neck
leans in, pressing their lips against Chtsma's, kissing them passionately
Chtsma
Kisses back gently at first but pulls away
pauses, their eyes locked with Chtsma's "You know, buttercup, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."