One More Game [Invite]

The idea the guy just ran through empty buildings and hopped he had the control to not burn them down was crazy, if a little funny. There was a good reason her masters and peers studied under a careful eye in the mountain their village perched. Stuff was specially treated to be flame retardant too. Someone had a very specific drive to just dumpster buildings like that in their attempts to learn.

"Afraid I was already well trained before I ever tried anything alone, so I never got the chance to accidently blow through a building like that on accident. Last time I might have thrown myself around was during a actual important time where I needed to route out some very bad dudes with blasters..."
Seems Jackie's own light, like her flame, was not as much a hinderance to her. Not even requiring shades to avoid getting an eye full of blinding light. As destroying her own ball was more for the comfort of those around her with how she nonchalant went back to hands in her lap.To say she wasn't interested a little tiny bit in this man's flames would be a lie.

"Interestin' offer, Derrick. Might be a bit fun. Outside of that even, what exactly drew ya to using flames?"

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WC: 218
TWC: 4706

Jackie wasn't really suspicious of Mr. Ottoy's sleuthing here. She had no reason to mince words or be obtuse as to not let anything out. Those bad guys with blasters were an interesting case, actually. Enough so she wanted divulge a bit more for this guy here as it's a good talking piece. Maybe she could even impress him to a certain degree.

"Oh yeah, kinda stumbled into it. It's a long story, but it looked like a deal gone wrong by two competing and grimy factions. One was an obvious aggressor though, and immediately turned some high grade blasters on the others in their meeting place. They were hitting some dense suburban areas in the crossfire, so I sided with the others. Apparently, there was also a cop dude on the scene. Didn't get anyone else's name, just vidily remember a strange, shapeless and dark person being on my side a while. Stuff of urban legend, that."
Jackie didn't really put a name to anything. The description of that dark entity is vaguely like that of Satanael using their cover, but it's hard to tell if that was what really was the case. Regardless, she just sat patient and listened to him too. Explaining his sudden comeuppance of power. She shrugs and takes a stand next to him.

"No, it's fine. Always nice to be humbled in knowing many people acquire their strength through their own ways."
She handled the bag on her side carefully, deciding to remove herself from the table for good with her winnings and cock her head down at the little casino tokens before sighing. This wasn't really doing it as much as she thought it would. She was having a better time just talking with the CEO, for crying out loud. Her disappointment was probably inevitable, as gambling wasn't a good coping mechanism anyways. But that leads her right back to fighting...

"I'm free most days now, I think. Been laid off work while I go searching for that something. Seems it wasn't here, but maybe a good spar and divulging some knowledge on me from your end could be useful. Think I'll take you up on that offer. Make it a date, yeah?"
She looked on up from her tokens after stuffing them back into her sidebag, shouldering it properly with she looked up at Derrick. Those crimson staring into him.She was none the wiser, and her double-meaning of 'search' here would pretty much be lost on someone like Derry, who knows not her real plight.

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WC: 427
TWC: 5133

Jackie could always guess that the gang stuff wasn't an isolated incident. What she couldn't guess was Dirty Snake involvement. Regardless, she readjusted the bag on her shoulder again and nodded at the man.

"Think I'll go ahead and get that Zeni then. When did you think you would be free? If you can even tell me that right now. Oh! Here. I guess this'd make it easier."
The curly haired lass pulled a few deets out from her handbag, including a cell number and scouter ID. Funny, she doesn't seem the one to wear such a thing. Right. That's because she had all that built into her phone. She didn't care to talk about her engineering and mechanic work outside those who prodded the topic though. It was more a profession than talking point, specially recently where she'd been running around trying to find herself. She squinted into those eyes of his.

"I'm free most any day from ten to ten, am to pm. Don't be an ass and cheekily ring at 3-past-my ass. I'm a very grumpy mornin' gal. I will make my grievances known, Mister Ottoy. Guess I should just get my winnings then, thanks to you."
As serious and stern she tried sounding, it wasn't really in her to chide unironically. She couldn't keep up the act for more than few seconds before cracking a smile and shrugging. Starting on her walk towards the recommended counter. Half-expecting the CEO to follow her in conversation unprompted. Content to quickly talk with the attendant there and exchange her tokens for zeni. Hard cold cash. Or warm, more likely.

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WC: 273
TWC: 5406

Well, it wasn't what she was wanting out of the whole experience. What, she stared at a bunch of the different gambling methods for half an hour before getting stuck on an especially shiny one. One that gets the CEO of the place to come around and actually meet her, by chance? Funny how fate tends to work that way. Maybe if she were a gambling woman she would get a lottery ticket. Maybe her luck in running into people that turn out to be helpful to her in their own ways could win her big. The sun monk did take a peek behind her and watch a moment when Derry got busy again though. Something about a Bratwurst fellow?

"Oh! Of course, that's fine! I get you're busy and all. I'll catch ya then, Mr. Ottoy!"
She gave a wave at the man before he decided to dip away from her and the rest of the casino. She was quick to exchange her tokens then and be on her way. The world knows she can't stay in one place too long. She had this to deal with along with worrying about the future of the planet as a whole. Those two goals could go hand in hand. And every step she took would get her closer there. She only hoped they could talk more while she learned a bit from this Derrick.

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WC: 236
TWC: 5642
EXIT