Getting Out of Scrapes - Fast, Friday

[suitably_heroic]

"Today's scrape is a classic," Atton said, leaning casually against a slot machine. "It's night. You've just spent the past few hours gambling. And maybe - just maybe - you weren't completely honest with your cards. It can happen, right? Mistakes, blah blah."

He shrugged one shoulder.

"But the mobbed up casino figured it out," he said. "Now you can make a scene and bail the old-fashioned way, or you can talk them out of it, or maybe even into another wager. Who knows?"

At the poker table just feet away, a woman looked up, frightened, at the two heavies and the one well-dressed guy making their way towards it.

"Take your seat," he said. "Let's play."

Comments

Get Talking

[suitably_heroic]

...Or hey, maybe he'll listen to reason. Or greed.

Re: Get Talking

[unusual_sith]

Or the Force, right? They'd listen to a bit of Force suggestion?

"I assure you, gentlemen, it wasn't what it looked like. I would never do such a thing."

Re: Get Talking

[suitably_heroic]

The two bodyguards blinked, but the man between them seemed-- irritated, more than anything. "We have you on camera."