Cesare Falcon (highroller) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-03-28 18:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | gambling, horror |
Something ugly this way comes…
Who: Gambling (highroller) & Horror (dark_soul)
What: A visit from a ghost of his past.
Where: Gambling’s penthouse at the Caesar’s Palace, Las Vegas
When: Sunday, past midnight
Warnings: See ‘Who’
Caught up in a tangled web of unpleasant memories, Gambling remained ignorant and untouched by his city’s cries for help. Not because he wanted to be cruel but because he couldn’t hear her. The God of chance and tricks and lies had other things on his mind.
Platinum blonde hair, ruby lips, a sultry voice and white silk. Swaying hips vanishing around a corner – I love you, Danny O’Shea.
Dull brown eyes stared at Mona’s present, dangling from the chain around his fingers. He could feel the heavy weight of a - Marry me, Jean - wedding band that didn’t exist anymore around his ring finger. When he looked at it, however, there was nothing there.
What are we playing this time, Mona?
Seth drained his glass and poured himself another one. Could have started drinking straight from the bottle to save himself the effort but there were some habits he could never break and exceptions he would never make. Tossing the casino chip on the coffee table carelessly, he reclined into his chair and rubbed a hand across his face.
Outside, his city continued to struggle.
Inside, her god grew weary of his past.