1 A Different World [Ryuusei/private/nokill] Fri Aug 07, 2015 3:59 am
Fukai
D-rank
At the back, observing from a corner of the Golden Horn Casino was a young man by the name of Fukai. He was a shinobi of Iwagakure and had traveled to Kumo to participate in this year's chuunin exams. Right now, he was sitting up at the bar of the casino and watching the people stream in to try their luck at the various games. He sat upon a velvet seat with a suspicious dark stain on it, back against the wall and drink in hand. A glass of the house wine stood holding it's alcoholic prize in the clear bath held from the bar top with a think stalk. The wine was barely touched and wasn't quite to the young man's taste. He had only ordered it to justify his presence in the place. He never had much time or money for alcohol, since it was more of a non needed luxury beverage and he himself was of basic tastes. There was also the fact that it was unhealthy and had a negative effect on his training. Respecting his body too much to willfully poison it, he would usually partake solely for the social reasons.
The bright effervescent light did not quite reach his position, two diagonal strips of shadow running diagonally across his eyes and torso. An arm lay on the bar, it's index finger tapping with random period. Long silver hair fell behind his shoulders unkempt and a little greasy and seeming to enjoy it's unusual freedom. He had his forehead protector in his back pocket, wishing to escape beady eyes. That being said, his large stature and physique would tell any onlooker that he was likely a ninja but back there in the forgotten corner, he was the least stimulating thing in the large hall.
Screams of laughter, shouts of despair. The room projected and echoed the extremes of human expression. Roulette, blackjack, poker, slots. They seemed to have everything, every game that a human would want. Each gave at least a slight probability based edge to the house, eventually draining it's guests of their dollars. All sorts of people walked through those doors, each grinning giddy in anticipation of winning it big. Whether that eventuality played out was another story. Fukai held this establishment and it's customers in mild contempt.. To be honest, he didn't quite know why he had come here in the first place.
The place was packed. Colourful crowds crammed in and hustled for tables. Fukai had managed to find himself a little space at the bar, the stool next to him was the only unclaimed spot.
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The bright effervescent light did not quite reach his position, two diagonal strips of shadow running diagonally across his eyes and torso. An arm lay on the bar, it's index finger tapping with random period. Long silver hair fell behind his shoulders unkempt and a little greasy and seeming to enjoy it's unusual freedom. He had his forehead protector in his back pocket, wishing to escape beady eyes. That being said, his large stature and physique would tell any onlooker that he was likely a ninja but back there in the forgotten corner, he was the least stimulating thing in the large hall.
Screams of laughter, shouts of despair. The room projected and echoed the extremes of human expression. Roulette, blackjack, poker, slots. They seemed to have everything, every game that a human would want. Each gave at least a slight probability based edge to the house, eventually draining it's guests of their dollars. All sorts of people walked through those doors, each grinning giddy in anticipation of winning it big. Whether that eventuality played out was another story. Fukai held this establishment and it's customers in mild contempt.. To be honest, he didn't quite know why he had come here in the first place.
The place was packed. Colourful crowds crammed in and hustled for tables. Fukai had managed to find himself a little space at the bar, the stool next to him was the only unclaimed spot.
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