Ch 2.74: Double
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just ignore her,” Flora said, still pulling at ina. Tira still looked ready to pounce, but she was holding back, for the time being.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think you’ll find meeting with me worthwhile,” Shein added. “Come on, have drink with me, to dull the pain of the loss.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A drink?” ina said, snapping out of her stupor and pulling her wrist from Flora.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, if you want one. That’s half the point ofing to Mirage, after all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“ina, it’s not worth it,” Tira said. “Let’s just go figure out what—”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You three go ahead,” ina said. “I’ll catch upter.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Very good,” Shein said with a smile. “Right this way, if you would.”
<span style="font-weight:400">ina nced back over her shoulder, nodding to her party. “It’ll be alright. Talk over whatever Flora’s n B is.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think it’s n C at this point,” Carly said, lost in thought. Flora and Tira both seemed nervous, but she just seemed focused.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Figure it out, see youter!” ina said, hurrying off to catch Shein.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They care about you,” the woman said as they stepped back out into the main gambling hall, back into the raucous noise, though it had seemed to die down somewhat from when ina first walked through. “Sign of a strong leader.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“We care about each other,” ina replied.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, sign of a weaker leader.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You just rule by fear then? I know a guy like that; even his ‘friends’ don’t like him.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Respect, I like to think of it,” Shein said when they reached the opposite back corner of the room, pulling a key ring up from the long chain of bracelets dangling from her side. “People respect me enough to know what I’m capable of, and treat me appropriately.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sounds like fear to me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, but only because I return the favor. I fear none of my employees, but I respect them all, to some extent. Once that respect is gone, well, they’re no use then, of course.” Shein clicked the lock once she’d grabbed the right key, pushing forward into the room beyond.
<span style="font-weight:400">ina had expected some sort of opulence for the room, and she was unprepared for the reality. It was nothing like Alonse’s or Tira’s offices, just small room with one simple desk at the end,rge enough for maybe three people to sit opposite the main seat, but there were only two chairs at the moment. The floors were wood, walls wood, and the ceiling only boasted two crystal lights at each end to illuminate it.
<span style="font-weight:400">If ina had been expecting Shein to rx, she was wrong. The woman maintained full decorum as she sauntered over to a shelf behind her desk, grabbing two small ss and a clear bottle before sitting down.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you want from me now?” ina said as she took her seat. “I’m not exactly in a good mood, so get to it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Patience, my friend,” Shein said as she poured into the sses. It was a clear liquid, not brown like the brandy ina had drank in Alonse’s office. “Just rx for a moment.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Easy for you to say, I’m still busy” ina said as she took her ss, staring at the liquid inside. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Poison? </i><span style="font-weight:400">No, there wasn’t a need for that when Shein had an invisible assassin at her disposal.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Busy? Funny,st I checked you were eliminated from the tournament, but I still have much work ahead of me tonight.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm,” ina said, bringing the drink to her lips as Shein did the same. She still coughed, despite preparing herself for the taste. It was definitely worse than brandy, less earthy, more heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">Maybe it was the booze, or more urately, the [Pain Response], but ina couldn’t help but notice a certain level of mature beauty in Shein as she giggled then downed some of her own drink with no effort. “Not used to hard liquor?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve had some,” ina coughed out. “That was worse.” ina set the ss down, clearing her throat before continuing. She wasn’t sure how long she had with Shein, but she needed to make the most of it. “So what are you doing tonight that you need to remain sober for?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Small talk, now? I thought you wanted to get down to business.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re not in a hurry,” ina said, taking another small sip, barely coughing this time “Despite having so much to do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shein shrugged. “Not much to do till the end of the tournament, really.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right,” ina said, ying with the bracelet in her hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, I guess we should get down to business, since round one will be ending soon. I wanted to express my apologies that you were knocked out in such an unfortunate manner.”
<span style="font-weight:400">ina had to hold back her strength as she gripped the ss, preventing herself from crushing it. “She cheated, and you know it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course she did,” Sheins said, looking at ina like she was talking to a child. “Cheating without getting caught is the name of the game at Mirage. You think I don’t know the house is being cheated by half the people on the floor out there?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How does running a business like that even make sense?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Simple,” Shein said, taking another long swig and then pouring herself another drink. “When someone gets caught cheating against the house, they’re kicked out, less whatever money they brought in that night. It all evens out at close of business that way.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Must suck to be running a poker tournament then, for such a high value prize. No way to rig it to your advantage.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, you’d be surprised.”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">I don’t think I would, actually.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> “So, spit it out, what do you want?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Double or nothing,” Shein said. “I offer you a fair chance to get back into the tournament, one that won’t piss off my regrs of course, and you offer something up as a wager in exchange, <i><span style="font-weight:400">your </i><span style="font-weight:400">Temmie.”
<span style="font-weight:400">ina froze, ss almost to her lips. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but it wasn’t that. “I can’t do that,” she said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s only if you lose. Come on, think about it. I don’t even know what to <i><span style="font-weight:400">do </i><span style="font-weight:400">with the damn things. What harm could it do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">ina knew it was a bad idea. Shein had just admitted that she had the tournament rigged somehow, after all. But ina was also pretty sure she knew how the tournament was rigged, even if she didn’t know exactly what round two entailed. “What’s my chance to get back in?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“There’s another yer who felt cheated tonight, made a fuss about it while you were in deep concentration about your game. I felt less bad for them than I do you, but I can arrange a redemption match of sorts between you two, let the winner back in as a wild card.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And this is just a regr yer? Not one of your employees?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shein grinned. “Why, you wound me, Miss Weaver. But no, I promise they are of no rtion to me, just a random Endrin student I hadn’t met before tonight.”
<span style="font-weight:400">ina knew it was a bad idea, knew things could end up going very south. “Show it to me,” she said. “Show me the Temmie. If I’m wagering mine, I need to know you can pay up.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shein’s face grew cold at that, squinting at ina with inquisitive intensity. “It’s not in this room, but I’ll be showing it off to the crowd before round two anyway. I suppose I could do so before your redemption match.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If I see it, then I’ll agree,” ina said. “But one more thing,” she added, reaching for her bracelet once more. ‘I want to trade again. I still don’t trust you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shen raised an eyebrow, studying ina once more as thetch came undone. Everything returned to ina, [Restraint] flooding back into her like air after a held breath, coalescing in her palm. The freedom would onlyst for a few seconds, but that would be enough.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I warned you against doing that again,” Shein said, but despite the protestation she undid hers as well, offering it across the table.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, but you’re not going to kick me out now,” ina said as she reached over their drinks, trading the crystal-embedded jewelry and then staring back down at the new one. She braced herself as she strapped it back on, once again losing everything, [Restraint] and all her skills.
<span style="font-weight:400">“See? Same bracelet as you, as before,” Shein said, downing the rest of her drink, coughing into her hand as she did. “Now, let’s get going. We have an exhibition match to arrange.”