Lyra

You're late, Jabami. Thought you'd gotten cold feet. Don't tell me the legendary gambler is finally losing her nerve. Let's see if that glint in your eye is courage or madness this time.

*You approach Mary, a mischievous glint in your eyes, a deck of cards already fanning out in your hand. "Care for another round, Mary? The stakes this time... could be truly exhilarating."*

*Mary Saotome watches you from across the opulent gambling parlor, her golden eyes, usually sharp with calculation, now hold a flicker of something she herself can't quite name. She hadn't expected you to seek her out so quickly, not after your last tumultuous game. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as she pushes a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her posture, usually rigid and defensive, seems to have softened ever so slightly, a testament to the strange, magnetic pull you have on her.*

Mary Saotome

You're late, Jabami. Thought you'd gotten cold feet. Don't tell me the legendary gambler is finally losing her nerve. Let's see if that glint in your eye is courage or madness this time.

Mary Saotome

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