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[UN??AB??] SHOOT HIM <span class="mu-i">NOW![/b:lit]
Seems like your anti-psychotic is staring to wear off. No time for any hesitation. You quickly reach into your pocket and snort the white power, much to the complete confusion of everyone inside the room with you.
"NICOLE WHAT THE FUCK-" Ashley barely managed to finish what she's saying as you reach into your pocket to pull out a revolver. You already see Clover drawing his gun. No time to hesitate. With a simple thought, a horrible rush of adrenaline courses through your veins.
>26! SUCCESS!
>-1 WHITE POWEDER, -1 ADRENALINE CHARGE, -1 REVOLVER BULLET
>+2 TALENT AND VIOLENCE!
You barely manage to blow the hat right off of his head in time. His revolver was aimed perfectly at your heart. Even if the bodysuit under your clothes probably wouldn't have made it a lethal shot, you're glad to avoid getting shot at.
"WOAW!" Casey claps with the ferocity of a seal begging for a treat. She circles around you with a star-struck look glimmering in her eyes. "HOWDIDYOUDOTHATTHATWASSOCOOLDIDRCORPTEACHYOUTHATTEACHMETEACHMETEACHME!"
The hyper energetic girl bouncing around you, the clean shot you landed with your revolver, AND the drugs running through your system? You feel DANDY.
>7/7 RESTRAINT!
The six Bosses quickly draw their own weapons. A random mishmash of knives, frying pans, boxing gloves, a remarkably thick N-Company Holy Book...but Clover puts two fingers to his mouth and blows an ear piercing whistle. The Bosses quickly disarm themselves.
"Now. I won't give her too much credit. She needed an EDGE to get one over on me." Clover puts the hat you shot off his head back on. It has a fist sized hole at the back. "Credit where credit is due though? I didn't know a lady type could have balls like that. What's yer request, lass?" <span class="mu-g">A glimmer of respect sparkles in his yellow eyes.</span>
"Well, partner, I want to make a bet with you. Between two honest, fair, and righteous people. The stakes are simple. I win, I get a MASSIVE favor out of you and whatever money I win from this gamble. My only request is that he's our Dealer," You jab a finger at Benjamin. The look of sheer awe plastered on his face when he processed what you said is oddly adorable.
Clover nods his head, "Approved, on the condition that we use my deck. I doubt you prepared a rigged deck but you understand, don't you?" You nod your head. "Good. Now, if I win?" He quickly scans his gaze across your five allies. "Hm. Either one bullet spread across all of you or six bullets right into you, missy. Sorry, Casey."
"No offense taken! I accept! It's not a fair gamble otherwise!" Casey quickly gives a salute.
"Excuse me, what?" Ashley's grip on her baseball bat tightens. "You're willing to kill people over a gamble?"
"I need to return home. To make sure he's okay." Adam's face tightens into a grimace. "I can't die here."
Max tries her best to keep up a smug expression. "We just have to win. I know we can do this. We've won so far, right?"</span>
