Aug. 18th, 2011

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Aug. 18th, 2011 11:50 am
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backstory/introspection )

Today, with the money he showed up with in Prospero and a few tips from his new job - about $1100 - Kaiji heads into Golden Heaven. He looks tense as he wanders around. He's got a lot of money he needs to win. He needs to gamble. What surprises him is the amount of normal townsfolk here, gambling away their household possessions, cars, jewelry... It was a little off-putting, but he wasn't interested in items. He needed money. He has to turn $1100 into $800,000. His fellow prisoners were counting on him, and had absolute faith in him. He could do this.

Kaiji will be hitting up small tables to start - a few hands of poker, or a few mid-range slot machines. But mostly, he's scoping the place out. He's looking for a game where he can score big - and something that would no doubt be shady. Feel free to stop to talk, or play a few hands with him, or maybe make him an offer he can't refuse...
koori_no_ken: ([allow] ♕ me to show you pai)
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[ The feed turns on first by accident as it is flung out of the person's hand and landing on the ground. It seemed there was a quick glimpse of blue hair and a silver pipe. The feed times out with the sound of something be slashed really hard. After a few long minutes the feed turns back on with the teenage boy covered in what looks like splatters of Shadow remains. His nice casual attire seemed to be covered in it. He didn't even look the least bit surprised with the outcome of this. Wiping it off briefly, he goes to pick up the cell phone. ]

Is there perhaps an explanation for this?

[ He knows this was recording for some reason despite it turning on without him knowing. He's just too sharp that way. He pulls the camera angle to the mess he created. There was no surprise in his tone. In fact, it sounded rather dead pan. ]

If there is a way to Japan then direct me.

[ Obviously he knows his geography as well. With that he cuts the feed. ]
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[The feed turned on to the sight of a young boy wearing what looked like a soccer uniform, and a bright orange headband. He seemed to be unaware that the phone device had turned on, and was instead looking around and attempting to discern his location.]

Where is this place...? It doesn't look like Raimon...

[As he looked around, his eyes landed on the phone device. He moved to pick it up, and examined it, causing the feed to blur for a bit, before finally settling to stare at the screen.]

What is this? A phone? Did someone lose it?

[Endou fiddled with the device for a bit before realizing that it was on, and was recording.]

Ah, it's on? Uh... hello, is anyone there? Do you know who's phone this is?

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