onlyeverdoubted | In the Night Inbox

[Bodhi's put enough energy into gambling and its forms to be at least a little impressed. That kind of flair doesn't usually effect the game, but it does take at least a little effort to learn and can add a little confusion to a table. Not that Soldat strikes him as the card sharp type.]

Hard to get half of one, but I'll assume this is the trial round?

[Which is fine, when he rolls a nun. It is not nearly so good a spin. More of a flop.]

[The Soldier tucks one of their rubies into the pot in the middle. Since they'd been supposed to do that from the start, both of them with something in the pot.]

Trial run, unless the spirit magic decides we need a prize and a consequence. You aren't glowing, at least, and I don't see that I got anything. Let's do it for real this time.

[They spin again, and this time their dreidel lands on "shin". They puff out a little sigh and add a second ruby to the pot, upping the number to three. Go on, Bodhi. Let's see if they get a consequence and prize this time. So long as Bodhi doesn't roll a "shin", he's won this round.]

Normally, someone would win when the whole betting pool is gone. Mostly it seems like people are winning based on individual rolls.

[Bodhi's beginning to be slightly soothed despite himself. If he just doesn't think too hard about spirit interference or the empty, strange house, or anything that's happened to him in... a long time? This is normal, and not just normal in the sense of survival.

He spins, a bit less clumsily, and lands heh.]

You're right, yeah, easy.

[His shoulders are relaxed when he sips his tea. A small shift, but distinctive.]

So now you get one of the stones.

[No consequences or prizes yet. Apparently when you play it right, the magic waits for the actual end of the game. Nice. The Soldier puts a new one of their rubies in, points for Bodhi to do the same, and now the pot has three rubies in it.]

Your turn, go ahead and spin.

[Bodhi places his stone with... awareness. It's not real gambling, but this is how his brain works, Stake placed. He spins--another flop on that one--and lands gimmel.]

Oh, so that's... it, yeah?

[The Soldier spins, getting hey, which is still less than Bodhi's, and with nothing currently in the pot to take, pretty worthless.]

Not quite. Still have these.

[Two more rubies left to add to the pot, on their side. They push one over with a finger.]

Betting pool includes what we have left to add. So unless you keep takin' my stuff, we've got a little while longer.

[Bodhi spins first and pays for his luck with a shin. He manages a sheepish little smile as he adds a stone as well.

Don't want to keep you, but this might be a bit.

I got nowhere else in particular to be. And. I like playing this. I keep hoping....

[They shake their head, and spin, and get hey again. Two rubies back to them, one back in.]

Hoping that maybe that playing will bring back a real memory. Of doing this when I was a kid.

[Bodhi'd half forgotten that conversation. Missing memories. It's just surreal that it's a problem he shares with anybody. It can't be--he hopes it can't be for the same reason. He's a little afraid to ask even the vaguest question. How could anybody talk about... But Soldat brought it up, and ignoring that seems just as bad.]

D-does that happen?

I don't know what brings memories back. Except familiarity. I've never been able to do it on purpose. Mostly it just happens when I least expect it to.

[At least they don't sound like they're uncomfortable talking about it.]

All I have right now is the knowledge of how to play. The knowledge that one year we had to use buttons because we couldn't afford the chocolate coins or spare change. Kinda want the actual memories, though. At least one.

[The next spin is "nun", nothing for them, in more ways than one.]

[The worst thing is the description doesn't sound totally alien. Only he doesn't have much hope of getting things back. There are just empty places he can identify and the ones he doesn't know to look for because the signposts are lost, too.

Realizing he's been neglecting the game, Bodhi spins quickly and lands another shin. The bad luck is a very mild punishment for not doing the one thing that's apparently helpful.]

Well, uh, if it's helping, I... don't have anything else planned.

[Talking isn't neglecting anything. It's probably good for Bodhi, even. The Soldier pushes their last ruby into the pot, spins... gimmel!

Which, it seems, will end this round of the game, since that's the last of Bodhi's rubies, and nothing left in the middle. Their prize "appears" when they lift the metal hand from the rubies to find the amount in the pile magically doubled. What consequence for Bodhi, hmm?]

[Bodhi sniffles suddenly, which is not among the afflictions he's prone to. He doesn't exactly take good care of himself; it's just that colds aren't the usual consequence. He doesn't quite connect the two, since it seems distinctly unmagical and isn't at all on the scale of his last price to pay.]

Well. Fun while it lasted.

[No memories, but it was nice to see Bodhi do something friend-like and not-nervous. The Soldier indicates their larger pile of rubies, now.]

Got a lot more betting pieces now. And more tea. If you want to play again.

[While the sense that he must be infringing on Soldat's time remains, he gives in without any further prodding.]

Yeah, let me get the kettle on again. I'll make a pot.

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