ℑ𝔱’𝔰 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 •𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔩• 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱
~Heya there darling, wanna play some cards?~
~Rowan Thorn, at your service~
~he/it/any pronouns, if you will~
~My age? Well now, that’s not important is it?~
~I love cards, why don’t you play a round darling?~
@TimeMoves0N He doesn’t mean to refer to VII as a kid, it just sorta happens now that he’s realised their age. It is also becoming increasingly clear that despite being human, Rowan has been alive for a very, very long time.
~I know what I do isn’t right, that lesson doesn’t need to be +
@TimeMoves0N lit cigarette in his mouth, voice a little calmer, but it’s clear the anger is still present
~Look. I- I know what I do isn’t exactly… “good”. But when you’ve been stuck on this gods damned world for as long as I have been, morals can get… foggy. That doesn’t mean you get to +
@poisonedteacups ~Risky, I like it~
He grins as he lays another card down in front of Piper
~Oh bad luck, a Jack, that brings you to over 21, so you lose. Let’s play again, hopefully you’ll have better luck this time~
He grins, already reshuffling and dealing the cards, having decided for Piper +
@ALLMIGHTY_ZIM ~If you’re sure darling. If you ever want to play again, you know where to find me~
He grins, calling out after it, not having noticed that it has stolen from him, and either way Rowan got more money out of it than it stole from him
~Thanks for the gold!~
*People are so gullible*
@TimeMoves0N experienced
~No? Is that what you want me to say? No you’re not a little god? Is that what all this is about??~
His voice begins to raise slightly
~You know what the endless boredom of immortality is like, and yet you’re punishing me? I just wanted to have some fun, and **I’m**+
@TimeMoves0N ~Fuck~
Rowan almost collapses again, this time from relief of the pain finally being gone, slumping back down in the chair
~You call me a sinner and yet I’m not the one fucking torturing people, am I?~
He glares at VII, even as he tries to recover from the ordeal he just +
@poisonedteacups fingers and the deck, only noticible to those paying close attention
~A 5 and a queen for you, so 15, wanna take another card or leave it there? If you go over 21 you lose, and you wanna get closer to 21 than me~
@poisonedteacups ~Deal, sweetheart~
Rowan nods with a grin, pulling out a vintage looking cigarette case, holding it out to Piper in order to offer a cigarette
~now then, 15 bucks to the winner. For the first round at least~
He grins, easily laying out the cards, a very slight glow around his +
@TimeMoves0N from another wave of pain
~Fine! Fine! Just make it fucking stop! Pl- Please!~
It’s clear Rowan isnt used to having to say please genuinely, only really used to using the word in order to charm people into doing what he wants
@TimeMoves0N As the pain spreads, Rowan has to grip the edge of the bar in order to not collapse, gritting his teeth and willing himself to stay quiet so he doesn’t scream again
~I’ve learned… that you’re… fucking insane~
He snarls through clenched teeth, before pretty much doubling over +
@poisonedteacups ~Ooo bold. I like that~
He grins, leaning back slightly as he gets a cigarette from his pocket, smoothly lighting it
~How about 10 bucks for the first round?~
He grins, slipping a couple of bucks onto the table
*easy, naive people are so easy to get cash out of*
@TimeMoves0N fucking torture me?? What the fuck is wrong with you??? Does no one have a fucking problem with this???~
As he finally looks around the room does he realise everything is still, almost like time is paused around them.
*oh I’m so fucked. This is it, isnt it?*
@TimeMoves0N ~There’s something seriously wrong with you, what the fuck!~
Rowan doesnt scream as much this time, forcing himself to stay quiet despite the immense pain. He pushes back his chair, standing quickly up despite the pain spreading up his arms
~You’re just here to fuck with me? To +