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[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

[Video, Lunchtime]

Okay. I'm getting a little tired of this dinky hatchet and the overpriced first aid kits the drugstores here sell. Not to mention the crappy school lunches. Does anyone want to pool resources for better weapons? I don't have time for a damn job here, and it's not like I'm going to put down roots, but I need to get resources if I'm going to keep trying to finish off these stupid night-monsters.

Hell, I'd be up for a game of blackjack or something, if you want to face a genius in a test of...

...you know what, never mind, I have a better idea.

[Action, After School]

[This is the perfect plan, obviously, even if the area around the Golden Palace is weirdly crowded. As a wunderkind, beating the odds at a casino would be a snap. She just needed to walk in...]

[And one and one half minutes later, Asuka's shoved unceremoniously out onto the sidewalk.]



Arslochs! That's assault! And ageism! '21 and over only' my ass! You'd never get away with this in a civilized country!

[She might be in the street for a while, at least until she runs out of steam.]

((Feel free to tag either part.))

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[nrvn-qsr.livejournal.com]

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Well, do as you please, but if you end detained somewhere, don't complain too much.

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[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

[Since trying to rush the bouncers isn't an option, Asuka spends a couple of minutes regarding the entrance, looking for a pattern of movement, or for someone to look away.]

[At this point, she sees a food delivery truck pull up to the alley next to the building. Duh, service entrance! She moves over by the truck to attempt to nonchalantly enter with the delivery guys.]

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[nrvn-qsr.livejournal.com]

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[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

[With all the confidence of someone who knows confidence will get you in anywhere, Asuka picks up a small palette of frozen food and simply waltzes in among the delivery crew, despite not having a uniform or anything.]

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[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

[She lasts almost six whole minutes before she's caught and thrown out again.]

Bastards!

[Action] Totally didn't black out on what to tag back (thanks!!)

[nrvn-qsr.livejournal.com]

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What do people say in situations like this? You are better off away from this place, anyway.

[Action] No problem. I just did too separate tags to advance the time anyway

[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

People keep saying that like I don't know there are dangerous people here! Do you think I'm stupid? Or just incompetent?

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[nrvn-qsr.livejournal.com]

I would go for the second one, yes. You trust yourself too much, too soon.

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You are skilled, true, but you are not that skilled.

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[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

And how do you know this, lady?

I just want to gamble already, jeez!

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[nrvn-qsr.livejournal.com]

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I really can't talk to you if you are going to be immature. I hope we can talk later when you get over yourself. Until then.

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[soulsborderline.livejournal.com]

Gr...

[Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, the gambling compulsion is overriding even Asuka's obsession with getting the last word. She turns to consider points of entry once again.]