Death in High Places (12/??)
Sep. 12th, 2005 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
forsythGreed looked up. He wasn't as piggish as the last one. Yet. More crocodilian. "Hey. The lady's with me."
Luck sat silent. She's fond of watching men fight over her. I looked at his pile of winnings, they were quite substantial. "Been with you long?"
He eyed me. I've never been terribly impressive. "We've both been right here, winning for the past five hours. Like it should be. Right, darlin?"
That last was to Luck, not me. She batted her emerald eyes at him. I looked over Greed's head to the dealer. He nodded. "Sorry to bother you," I said.
(I even spelled crocodilian right on my first try. Ha! Take that, spell-checker!)
Luck sat silent. She's fond of watching men fight over her. I looked at his pile of winnings, they were quite substantial. "Been with you long?"
He eyed me. I've never been terribly impressive. "We've both been right here, winning for the past five hours. Like it should be. Right, darlin?"
That last was to Luck, not me. She batted her emerald eyes at him. I looked over Greed's head to the dealer. He nodded. "Sorry to bother you," I said.
(I even spelled crocodilian right on my first try. Ha! Take that, spell-checker!)
