Kitty jumps into the air… again… and faceplants… again…
Santiago sat back and watched the chaos unfold.
If you’re making me take damage again I’m going to make an ability that tampers with the luck rolls
“Oi, cowboy. Bet.”
“Why?” he crossed his legs, leaning back in his seat. “For all I know, you could be lying about how much that totem is worth. What if it’s junk?”
“Then I wouldn’t be so desperate to make sure she doesn’t win it, now would I?”
“I can’t decide which of you I like less,” he muttered.
Lyn frowns. “… I. Hmph. Fucking…” She has something to say, but, oddly enough, she doesn’t want to say it.
Chiaki who has been usually quiet for a while steps forward. Her eyes appear more red-tinted for some reason and a twisted smile can be seen on her face.
“I bet 10 gold!” She declared with enthusiasm and without hesitation!
“Fucking finally!”
Chiaki bids 10
Evelyn’s left eye twitches.
(ooh spicy)
Sir if you do not want me to help with your bleeding then who will help you?
/bid 15 gold
Evelyn bids 15.
The man completely ignores his wounds.
/bid 20
/bid 25
Kitty seemingly regrows her legs back and walks off
(the man could be dying of internal organ failure and I suppose he would still be trying to auction things off to anyone but Evelyn)