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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2015 5:42:57 GMT -8
It was another fine day in Tatooine. Of course, the sun was too bright and burning. The humidity was making it difficult to breath through nose. Yet those applied to the ones who spent their days outside, in the open air. For Burin Wrehan, all was good. He was sitting on a square table among with three more men. They were indoors and the young man was sipping from his iced lemonade. A small cocky smile was in his face, as he eyed at the cards he was holding in his hands. It was his winning smile. And this was not just a mere bluff. He was actually winning, as the chips on the table were mostly piled up on his side. The rest of the men were not as happy as him, giving him annoyed glares and improper mumbles.
"Oh, come on, guys. We're here to have fun." He smiled wider now, playful and cheerful. He wasn't even cheating this time. Perhaps, a little bit. Or actually a lot. But no one seemed to notice that. How could they? Burin was an expert with cheating. He wouldn't be detected that easily.
The men he was playing cards were the guards of the infamous business-woman of Tatooine, Isabela Naisha. She was a beautiful, powerful, clever and a wealthy woman. She was basically living in a paradise, even in this awful planet. She had a way with good business and Burin had worked for her a few times already. The jobs were easy. He was bringing her the people who owed her. She paid handsomely and he always brought her the right people in one piece. Though, this visit wasn't about business; but for one of his weaknesses. When Isabela's men invited him to play a game of cards, Burin didn't even think twice to make his way here.
So now here he was, kicking these guys' rears in a fair game. At this rate they all would need to do the walk of shame back to their quarters. The idea was entertaining, yet Burin wasn't interested in underwear of other men. He could easily skip that part. He was here for the real valuables.
Isabela Naisha
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Mar 12, 2015 7:57:38 GMT -8
Isabela had done some business with Burin Wrehan a few times, though she had never really done face to face business with him before. She always had someone else approach him with who she wanted him to find, and then when he got the job done there was someone there to pay him. She knew of course what he looked like, and his looks held up to his reputation of being a charmer. There was just something about him that people felt drawn to him, and that’s what made him so good at what he did. He had not once missed the mark she had sent him, and from what she heard from people talking he never failed to get what he wanted in a card game either.
Isabela was not shocked to hear of the card game on her property, in fact a dining room that was for the use of her guards. She wasn’t a harsh mistress that didn’t allow her guards or slaves some down time, in fact she didn’t care what they did on their time off. The fact that Burin was there however made Isabela decide to leave her office and slip in to see how everything was going. Using a side entrance into the room known to only her she slipped into the room and watched from the shadows for a moment. He was good, she could tell that by the pile of chips laying in front of him. Of course he had to be cheating, but he was so good at it
“If you men are not careful you’ll find yourself selling yourself into slavery to Mr. Wrehan.” Isabela removed herself from the shadows and walked into the light, a smile on her face as she was clearly amused by what she had watched. The men that worked for her quickly stood up from their seats out of respect for her but she quickly motion for them to set back down. “Don’t stop on my account, I just came to see this epic card game I was hearing about.” Her eyes had locked on Burin when she entered the room and that’s where they stayed.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2015 3:39:19 GMT -8
"You're having a lucky day, Wrehan." One man told the bounty hunter, which made Burin give a cheerful smile. If only they knew this had nothing to do with luck... But they didn't and he preferred it stay that way. No one liked cheaters, after all. And Burin was getting along with all three guards here. They were fun guys with deep wallets.
"That's what I am: Lucky." He said and started to push a few chips toward the center of the square table, raising the bet. "But seriously, guys... Lemonade?" Arching his brows questioningly, he glanced at the guard on his left who brought the drinks. "Don't you have anything stronger than that?" The other two men also turned their gazes on him and nodded approvingly.
"Oh, shut up." The man frowned and waved a hand, tossing his cards across the table; giving up. "I'll get something better." He sighed and pushed himself off from the table. His hand was terrible anyway. Burin chuckled at that and eyed the other two.
It was then the voice from the shadows made it clear that the owner of the household was here. Out of respect, her guardsmen stood up from their seats. But Burin did not. He just turned his face toward the woman with his iced lemonade in his hand. An interested look was on his face, but then he smiled wider and shook his head. "I'm not into the slavery thing. But you'd owe me big time."
Placing his glass onto the table, Burin lowered his cards with their faces down. "A pleasure to see you face to face, madam." Giving Isabela a nod, the young man glanced at his friends who seemed not comfortable to gamble around their boss. Burin couldn't blame them, no matter how attractive she looked. He had seen her around a few times and she looked certainly better this close.
"What do I owe you for this visit, other than my kickass card-playing skills?"
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Mar 13, 2015 23:12:04 GMT -8
Luck wasn’t the word, he was cheating and Isabela knew it; however she wouldn’t all him out on it. Not here anyway not in front of her men. If her guards were not smart enough to see him cheating then they deserved to be taken; that was all part of the game after all. No one on Tatoonie played fair, it was more fun not to. She was glad to see however that her men where honest in their game since it told her a bit more about them than they realized.
Isabela only smiled when Burin didn’t stand, she wasn’t’ expecting him.. “The pleasure is all mine Mr. Wrehan, though I would prefer not to have to owe you anything to gain my men back from you.” She was smile of course after all she knew that some sort of an arrangement could be made if it came to that. Though in truth she hoped her men would not be foolish enough to bet their lives on some cards, to lose all their money was one thing they could gain it back but to lose their lives well that could be a problem.
Isabela smiled when he asked her what he owed her for her hospitality, of course there was a few things she could think of but right now she wouldn’t mind a game of cards herself. “When you are do stripping my men of their livelihood perhaps you would allow me to win it back in a private game.” It wasn’t that she didn’t feel comfortable gambling here, it was part of her home after all, but she was willing to still let her guards have their own space that she didn’t take over fully. If she was to play a game here and either win or lose they would remember that; where in her own rooms above she could enjoy the game and the company.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2015 1:35:40 GMT -8
Burin gave a very charming smile at Isabela for her words. She was all playful and joking, he liked that kind of attitude in anyone. And when he was offered of a private game, how could he refuse that? She was the big bad boss here. The things she owned were so much and so expensive. Of course, Burin was in.
"The lady of the house challenges me. It must be a crime to refuse a beautiful lady." He chuckled and started to gather the rest of the cards from the table, now other two guards were pulling away from the game to let their boss have a seat. Only in a moment they waved at Burin and told him they would be in contact for more games in the near future. Waving at his buddies, Burin sat more straight on the chair and placed all the cards in the center of the table. He was going to be a gentleman about it and allow Isabela to do the rest.
"Ladies first." He said and gave Isabela a playful wink, then placed his elbows against the table. His hands were resting under his chin, as his bright blue eyes were on the woman sitting across him. "What would you want to bet on?" He asked, curious of her answer.
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Post by Isabela Naisha on Mar 16, 2015 20:53:39 GMT -8
No he wouldn’t have refused her offer, and it wasn’t because of her looks. Well it might have been part of that but she was sure it was because she had much more to offer then her guards. They could only offer what money they had, she however had much more and Burin knew that. Isabela waited until everyone was gone before she took a set, this was a private game and they would have peace until it was over; whenever that was.
Isabela eyed the cards for a moment, before smiling and shaking her head. “Oh no we’ll play my game.” She pulled out a deck of cards and shuffled them a little before placing them in the center. “Wicked grace, every played?” Not to many people outside of the world of card games knew of this game, but it was one of Isabela’s favorite; mostly due to the fact that she was very good at this game. Of course she cheated by that was beside the point; she was still good and it had won her many business dealings. “The wagers is what we are wearing, clothing jewelry and other items of that nature. Makes the game a little more interested than just beating with money don’t you think?” Of course not many people were willing to risk their clothing, though in truth Isabela had never really had a problem with that fact when she play against men; maybe it was because so many of them wanted to take their clothing off in front of her. She shuffled the deck again and waited for him to answer.
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