Setting
You have entered one of the many floors of Gambit's Hotel, the area above Gambit's Bar that houses hundreds of private residences.
Gambit's Hotel, 10th Floor
You have entered one of the many floors of Gambit's Hotel, the area above Gambit's Bar that houses hundreds of private residences.
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Gambit's Hotel, 10th Floor is a part of 
The Gambit Building.
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Urcath [102] "Teeth are one of the best weapons a being can have, they can tear, rip, shred, and do so much more, I should know"
Jillian Aexson [102] Yay! A new start here! I can't wait!
Lemon [65] a little orange and brown mermaid. she lives in the bar sink.
Shade Darkfire [59] Shade is a demon that feed on spirit energy.(without eating them) He can weald dual sword and great sword he can also weald a katana.(he prefers dual) He wears normal clothing. As he enters its as if he's blotting out all light and darkness fills the void
Demii Rayona [40] A innocent girl.. Nothing much more to describe her.. You may have seen her before behind a bush, munching on some bread secretivly or maybe hiding in the corner, crying hardly. She never had a home.. she is just a worthless Street-Mouse
Dominic Lankford [38]
Mahogony [30] Mysterious yet attractive hunter with the ability to transform into any animal she likes...so in a way...a shape shifter who is madly and inevitably in love with Zan DeWinter.
Cleo ava [23] Cleo
Mileena Tesla [17] Alias - Terajoule | A student who's a lot more than she seems.
NoSolath [17] A Melee combatant in the Ascendant Nova Imperium, the backbone of the army. His claws are reinforced with steel and motorized teeth.
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And she was gone, with little more than a puff of blue mist to give away that she had been there at all.
he smiled lightly as he walked back toward the door. "you stubid silly catgirl." he walked back inside closeing the door after him.
The reality was...she'd known he was awake and moving about from the moment he got up off of the mattress. She'd lay still, her heart pounding, a complex mixture of emotions swirling through her as she listened to him quietly fumble about in search of his clothing.
Fighting down the bitter disappointment, and forcing herself to come to terms with what was happening, she waited until he drew close, to reach for the gun, before reaching out to gently take his hand.
"You could have just been honest with me." she said, trying not to sound as disappointed as she felt.
It wasn't working.
You barely know him. Having sex doesn't change anything. He's got things to do, Casey. What makes you think that what happened last night is going to make anything different?
Fighting down the bitter disappointment, and forcing herself to come to terms with what was happening, she waited until he drew close, to reach for the gun, before reaching out to gently take his hand.
"You could have just been honest with me." she said, trying not to sound as disappointed as she felt.
It wasn't working.
You barely know him. Having sex doesn't change anything. He's got things to do, Casey. What makes you think that what happened last night is going to make anything different?
Guilt twinged over Randin's face. He drew a breath, seating himself on the bed and keeping a grip on her hand.
"I was being honest with you," Randin spoke quietly and comfortingly, "it's because I was being honest with you that I have to leave." His free hand reached under his pillow, retrieving his second magnum and laying it down on the bedside table.
"I really like you, Casey," he continued, "I want to be with you. I want to spend more time with you and have a chance at a real relationship with you." He shook his head solemnly. "...but I can't do that knowing that I'm putting your life in danger. If I want any chance at making this work, I need to make sure you're safe." He reached into his pocket, revealing the Hadante coin that the Guatrau had given him earlier. "And it starts with this. I'm going to fix this, Casey. I'm going to fix this or die trying."
"I was being honest with you," Randin spoke quietly and comfortingly, "it's because I was being honest with you that I have to leave." His free hand reached under his pillow, retrieving his second magnum and laying it down on the bedside table.
"I really like you, Casey," he continued, "I want to be with you. I want to spend more time with you and have a chance at a real relationship with you." He shook his head solemnly. "...but I can't do that knowing that I'm putting your life in danger. If I want any chance at making this work, I need to make sure you're safe." He reached into his pocket, revealing the Hadante coin that the Guatrau had given him earlier. "And it starts with this. I'm going to fix this, Casey. I'm going to fix this or die trying."
She propped herself up on an elbow before sitting up straight, her knees to her chest. Resting her chin on top of her knees, she took his hand into both of hers, eyes searching the shadows that concealed his face. After a moment's consideration, she shifted position, scooting to the side of her hip and wrapping her arms around his neck.
"This is stupid." she said finally. "You're a chivalrous idiot, but I think that's one of the things I really like about you."
She pressed her face to his shoulder, eyes squeezed shut. "But dying's not helpful to anyone. I'll be really really mad if you die."
A tear stained his dress-shirt, followed quickly by a second.
"This is stupid." she said finally. "You're a chivalrous idiot, but I think that's one of the things I really like about you."
She pressed her face to his shoulder, eyes squeezed shut. "But dying's not helpful to anyone. I'll be really really mad if you die."
A tear stained his dress-shirt, followed quickly by a second.
Randin D. Kaye held her close, his fingers smoothing gentle circles into her bare back. "I'd be pretty mad if I died too," Randin smiled, "but I don't want you to worry about that. I'll be fine. I always am." He pressed his forehead against her own, beckoning her to look at him.
"I'm not usually a lucky man, Casey," he whispered, "but I don't usually need luck. I'm made of hard stuff and I don't go down easy." He wiped at the tears in her eyes. "...especially when I have a reason to stay on my feet. I'll come back. I'm too stubborn to die, anyway."
He was lying to her, of course, but he didn't want her to know that. The chances of Randin making it out of Hadante unscathed were slim. He was going there to protect Casey. The safety of his OWN life was only a secondary objective.
"I'm not usually a lucky man, Casey," he whispered, "but I don't usually need luck. I'm made of hard stuff and I don't go down easy." He wiped at the tears in her eyes. "...especially when I have a reason to stay on my feet. I'll come back. I'm too stubborn to die, anyway."
He was lying to her, of course, but he didn't want her to know that. The chances of Randin making it out of Hadante unscathed were slim. He was going there to protect Casey. The safety of his OWN life was only a secondary objective.
She kissed him, her lips feather-soft against his own. "I obviously can't convince you otherwise." she said, the grip on his neck slackening. It was like tearing her skin off, to let him go, but she couldn't physically keep him here, even if she really wanted to. The man was determined, and as much as she thought she wasn't worth the trouble, well...
...there was always that chance he would come back. To her. And maybe, just maybe, she'd have a real chance at something worthwhile.
"Promise you'll try." she said, painstakingly pulling her hands back until they rested on his shoulders.
...there was always that chance he would come back. To her. And maybe, just maybe, she'd have a real chance at something worthwhile.
"Promise you'll try." she said, painstakingly pulling her hands back until they rested on his shoulders.
"Cross my heart," Randin nodded, drawing an 'X' over his chest. Leaning forward, he offered Casey one last prolonged kiss... before pulling away quickly. The longer he stayed, the harder it would be to go.
"I'll be back soon," he nodded, holstering his magnum. Turning, he would attempt to leave all at once. He shut the door on his way out, careful not to look back for even a moment.
"I'll be back soon," he nodded, holstering his magnum. Turning, he would attempt to leave all at once. He shut the door on his way out, careful not to look back for even a moment.
Encountering Casper had been an incredible setback. Gabby's thoughts from the moment he left were consumed with old memories, burning desires she'd much rather put away. Sitting on the couch in Casey's apartment, well removed from the rest of the world and quite obviously on her own, she sat with her jacket off to one side, her hands filled with the remaining pills that had been taunting her all day.
Her eyes were filled with tears, her teeth grit with concentration as she stared at them, listening to that little voice in the back of her head.
Just one more. One. More.
Bowing her head, the girl curled in on herself, her hands squeezing the pills until she felt some of them crack in her grip. It hurt. She hurt. She just didn't know how much of this was physical pain, and how much of it was emotional.
"Someone stop me." she breathed.
Her eyes were filled with tears, her teeth grit with concentration as she stared at them, listening to that little voice in the back of her head.
Just one more. One. More.
Bowing her head, the girl curled in on herself, her hands squeezing the pills until she felt some of them crack in her grip. It hurt. She hurt. She just didn't know how much of this was physical pain, and how much of it was emotional.
"Someone stop me." she breathed.
"Gabby?"
Right on time, the door closed right behind the punk, who walked in to find Gabby crumpled with a handful of pills. It was an automatic reaction. Farai knelt down next to Gabby and tried to pry open her hand. "Jesus Christ, Gabby! What the hell?"
What else did it look like? She looked on the verge of a suicide attempt.
"What do you think you're doing!?"
Right on time, the door closed right behind the punk, who walked in to find Gabby crumpled with a handful of pills. It was an automatic reaction. Farai knelt down next to Gabby and tried to pry open her hand. "Jesus Christ, Gabby! What the hell?"
What else did it look like? She looked on the verge of a suicide attempt.
"What do you think you're doing!?"
She startled so badly that she actually ended up dropping the pills. When Farai managed to get over to her, she was rigid, staring down at the mess of medication before mechanically looking over at them. Her eyes were wide, red-rimmed, and she looked frightened.
"I was counting them," she breathed, swallowing past a lump in her throat. "I...I didn't know how many I had left. I wanted to make sure I..."
Slowly, she shook her head, reaching to pick them up. "I don't want to take more than I have to, I just, I hurt, and I can't figure out if its real."
Gritting her teeth, she squinted her eyes shut and bowed her head. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"I was counting them," she breathed, swallowing past a lump in her throat. "I...I didn't know how many I had left. I wanted to make sure I..."
Slowly, she shook her head, reaching to pick them up. "I don't want to take more than I have to, I just, I hurt, and I can't figure out if its real."
Gritting her teeth, she squinted her eyes shut and bowed her head. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Farai picked the pills up, then pushed them to the side, looking at Gabby in panic. They didn't know what to do. What to say. For the longest time the youth just sat there, shocked. Shaking. Breathing heavily.
"You can't...do this, Gabby." said Farai, glancing back at the pills before trying to look her in the eye. "You know you can't do this!"
"You can't...do this, Gabby." said Farai, glancing back at the pills before trying to look her in the eye. "You know you can't do this!"
"I didn't do anything." she whispered, shaking her head hard, avoiding their gaze. "I didn't do anything, I promise. I've just been sitting here."
For a moment, she saw herself like she was looking at the scenario from an outsider's vantage point. She was kneeling on the carpet, looking haggard and miserable and sick, and there was Farai, worried for her, caring for her, and all she could do to repay them was threaten herself by falling back into old habits...
...she was hurting them too.
Shaking her head, she suddenly lurched, grabbing for the pills, each and every one of them, before stumbling to her feet.
"I can't do this." she whispered.
For a moment, she saw herself like she was looking at the scenario from an outsider's vantage point. She was kneeling on the carpet, looking haggard and miserable and sick, and there was Farai, worried for her, caring for her, and all she could do to repay them was threaten herself by falling back into old habits...
...she was hurting them too.
Shaking her head, she suddenly lurched, grabbing for the pills, each and every one of them, before stumbling to her feet.
"I can't do this." she whispered.
Farai couldn't panic any more than they already were without flailing their arms in the air and tackling Gabby. Which they didn't do, but which they were inclined to do out of shock.
They grabbed for her. "Gabby, what are you doing? Let me help you, please, just don't you dare! You can't! We've worked so hard up to this point!"
They grabbed for her. "Gabby, what are you doing? Let me help you, please, just don't you dare! You can't! We've worked so hard up to this point!"
"Farai, Fa-Hey!" She grimaced, gritting her teeth as they seized her by the arms. She still held the pills, holding them against her chest as she averted her eyes.
"Just give me a second!" she nearly shouted. "Don't stop me, or I'm going to lose the nerve."
She was shaking, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes as she pulled herself out of their grasp. Meeting Farai's eyes with an agonized look of her own, she spun on her heel marching towards the guest bathroom, and with a tremulous hand, all but threw the pills into the toilet bowl.
A single sob escaped her, but she slammed her hand down on the handle to flush, then fell back against the door frame, her head leaning back as tears began to slip down her face.
"I can't hurt you anymore." she moaned, covering her face with her hands as she slid down, coming to rest on the floor.
"I'm so sorry."
"Just give me a second!" she nearly shouted. "Don't stop me, or I'm going to lose the nerve."
She was shaking, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes as she pulled herself out of their grasp. Meeting Farai's eyes with an agonized look of her own, she spun on her heel marching towards the guest bathroom, and with a tremulous hand, all but threw the pills into the toilet bowl.
A single sob escaped her, but she slammed her hand down on the handle to flush, then fell back against the door frame, her head leaning back as tears began to slip down her face.
"I can't hurt you anymore." she moaned, covering her face with her hands as she slid down, coming to rest on the floor.
"I'm so sorry."
The youth stopped, feeling their heart sink.
Just until the toilet flushed, anyway.
Farai looked at Gabby with absolute disbelief at what she'd done. Slowly, very slowly, they approached her, dropped to a kneel, and reached for her arms. They drew her close, in an embrace that was careful of her injuries.
"You're so dumb..." whispered Farai. "You're so unbelievably dumb. Start thinking about yourself more."
Just until the toilet flushed, anyway.
Farai looked at Gabby with absolute disbelief at what she'd done. Slowly, very slowly, they approached her, dropped to a kneel, and reached for her arms. They drew her close, in an embrace that was careful of her injuries.
"You're so dumb..." whispered Farai. "You're so unbelievably dumb. Start thinking about yourself more."
"I've been thinking about myself too much," she retorted, melting into their arms as she held them tightly. Her tears calmed, and she found herself relaxing, resting against them as her breathing returned to normal.
"I'll be okay. About time I started taking Motrin like a normal person." she muttered. "Just gotta suck it up and deal."
Resting her forehead against their shoulder, she added, "Thanks for putting up with me."
"I'll be okay. About time I started taking Motrin like a normal person." she muttered. "Just gotta suck it up and deal."
Resting her forehead against their shoulder, she added, "Thanks for putting up with me."
"What choice do I have?" Farai laughed, though it was humorless. They rested their forehead in her neck. It wouldn't be hard to feel the youth trembling.
"I couldn't walk away if I tried, Gabby."
"I couldn't walk away if I tried, Gabby."
She was such a horrible mess, so undeserving of their concern. Still, she'd won out, hadn't she? She didn't take the pills. She didn't plan on taking anymore. Never. She didn't want to be that person again.
She turned her head to gently kiss their cheek, just as Casey walked in the front door of the apartment, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of them both kneeling on the floor.
"Jesus are you two okay?" she asked, eagerly rushing over to their side. "What happened?"
She turned her head to gently kiss their cheek, just as Casey walked in the front door of the apartment, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of them both kneeling on the floor.
"Jesus are you two okay?" she asked, eagerly rushing over to their side. "What happened?"
"I am, but...Gabby..." said Farai, looking up to Casey. They tried to sit her up and present her to Casey.
"...pills happened. But she flushed them down the toilet. We're...we're okay, now."
"...pills happened. But she flushed them down the toilet. We're...we're okay, now."
Casey sighed, her lips pursing as she reached to wipe at a few stray tears. Gabby didn't move away. She looked absolutely exhausted. Casey frowned, glancing to Farai for a moment before indicating the bag of groceries she'd brought in.
"I got stuff for milkshakes." she explained. "Sounds like the pair of you need it. I'm probably going to be hanging out doing work st--"
There was a sharp rap on the door. Casey turned, her brow furrowing, before looking back to Farai with a small sense of urgency.
"Take her into the back bedroom, yeah?" she asked, before turning and going to the door.
"I got stuff for milkshakes." she explained. "Sounds like the pair of you need it. I'm probably going to be hanging out doing work st--"
There was a sharp rap on the door. Casey turned, her brow furrowing, before looking back to Farai with a small sense of urgency.
"Take her into the back bedroom, yeah?" she asked, before turning and going to the door.
"Okay," said Farai, reaching to pick Gabby up. They were strong enough to pick her up without having to struggle.
"Lets go..." said the dancer, one hand around her waist, her arm around their shoulder. "You should just take a long nap, Gabby. It'll help everything. I'll even be right here..."
"Lets go..." said the dancer, one hand around her waist, her arm around their shoulder. "You should just take a long nap, Gabby. It'll help everything. I'll even be right here..."
Gabby managed to get on her feet, looking back over her shoulder almost worriedly at Casey.
"You going to be okay?" she asked, sticking close to Farai. Casey smiled, but there was a little strain at the corners of her eyes.
"I'll be swell, Gabby. Just...go with Farai, ok?"
She watched, waiting for them to disappear behind the door, before going to answer the other. Two men in dark uniforms stood waiting for her, handing over their business card and asking something of her in a dark undertone. She nodded, smiling, before holding up a hand and closing the door.
She went to the back room.
"Ok." she said as she came into the room, before going to grab a bag. She took her gun, also, and strapped it to her hip. "I don't think anything's going to go down, but if I'm not back by the end of the day, Farai, I want you to call this number." She passed over a written piece of paper to the youth.
"Call him Biohazard if you want to get on his good side. Stay low, okay? Keep an eye on her." She gestured to Gabby before giving them a brief salute.
"You going to be okay?" she asked, sticking close to Farai. Casey smiled, but there was a little strain at the corners of her eyes.
"I'll be swell, Gabby. Just...go with Farai, ok?"
She watched, waiting for them to disappear behind the door, before going to answer the other. Two men in dark uniforms stood waiting for her, handing over their business card and asking something of her in a dark undertone. She nodded, smiling, before holding up a hand and closing the door.
She went to the back room.
"Ok." she said as she came into the room, before going to grab a bag. She took her gun, also, and strapped it to her hip. "I don't think anything's going to go down, but if I'm not back by the end of the day, Farai, I want you to call this number." She passed over a written piece of paper to the youth.
"Call him Biohazard if you want to get on his good side. Stay low, okay? Keep an eye on her." She gestured to Gabby before giving them a brief salute.