a fourth miracle

[mirakill]

[ A girl is sitting... mid air, legs crossed, as if seated amongst the stars. She's pretty devotedly shuffling a deck of cards, every which way she can. ]

I've decided I'm bored with chess. It has its elegance, certainly holds to the test of time, but I'm not above holding appreciation for newer games.

[ After all, she'll be playing it with more

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[enduringwinter]

[eyes narrow at the set of rules]

And exactly what does a 'loss upon loss' entail?

[someone has no faith in his luck at all and he makes no attempt to take a card]

[enduringwinter]

And then what? [a pause] You're not going to answer until I win, are you?

[mirakill]

You answered my question with your silence, even though a card wasn't drawn.

Fair to say if I answer yours with silence, you'll get nothing.

So draw, if you really wish to know. [ Luck will be in his favor, with the power of miracles. ]

[enduringwinter]

[he doesn't look amused but he draws a card after a second. This time, he manages to land a jack of clubs]

... Here. [and hands the card back to her. Who knew card games could be so irritating(?)]

[mirakill]

And then I figure out why they bleed together, and for what reason. That is the game I play.

[enduringwinter]

[a long pause] A fondness for mysteries, hm...?

Well, good luck with that 'game' of yours then. [and this time, he really does head off somewhere else on the Plane]

[mirakill]

[ She watches, before vanishing.

You've just landed on her 'interesting, look into him' list. ]