Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150607032514

(I'll bet there's a lovely story about that one...)

Trigo waved as the researcher left. A pity I didn't get her scroll code, he thought. ''Quite intelligent, kind enough, and a pretty face. Maybe if I'm lucky, she'll get transfered to the factory in Vacuo. ''When the table full of Eliminators left too, Trigo started to worry. ''They clearly know something I don't. Mr. Flagg couldn't be some sort of drunken craps master, could he? I wish Azulius was here, he was always the master hustler of the group. Though as the only one here who can remember his alphabet, that may be the advantage I need...''

''You love craps? Excellent! But what are we going to do for a table? Or for betting? I didn't bring enough money to make things interesting."

"B'cause you sp'nd 'tall on licker!" Ochre interjected. "'Nall me money's in the 'otel room."