La Fete des Fous

*Gitan* · 11-25-2013, 01:22 PM

It seemed that the woman knew how to play this game, with two players each vying for a different prize things were bound to get interesting. That was fine, Gitan liked a challenge. There was a twinge of guilt in the man but he suppressed it. There would be time for guilt later if he won this little game. He had barley even begun, and though he would pursue this endeavor for as long as he could he would not draw it out once a clear victor was chosen.
He would listen for a moment to her words a rumbling chuckle would release and he gave her another brief bow, this one much not quite so extravagant. ?Do not mistake me Madame I do count myself very lucky.? He noted her wink, pausing some before speaking again. ?Is there anything one as lowly as me may do for you??

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