[Club, Masterwork +1] Tabletop Club

[Lance]

It hadn't taken him long to find, having already spent a year looking around the place. Just a few quick turns around the building, through a hallway, and into a side passage and he was there-the tabletop club. The doors looked simple and inviting enough, but Kevin paused. First impressions were important after all.

The young man took a moment to steady himself, taking a deep breath in the process, all in order to bring him at his most natural. He then opened door, gave his usual introduction, and put on his most natural smile.

"The name's Kevin. I'll be joining you guys from now on."

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[Mysticsage]

Kevin entered only to get hit with the a light smell of cigarette smoke. Leaning out the window was a tall boy who lazily blew smoke out the window and a young looking freshman girl with wavy black hair standing by him talking fast and loud at him.

?-And then she said I should join the Table Top club if that?s what I wanted so I did and now here I am with you Cyrus!?

It was only when Kevin announced himself that her on slot stopped and the others looked at him. ?Oh our last member is here!? said Sophie rushing over to him and taking both his hands.

?Hi Kevin I?m Sophie! Sophie Grail I?m a freshmen? Turning to point at the kid now grinding out his cigarette on the windowsill then blowing then throwing the ashes out the window. ?and  that?s Cyrus Crest, a junior- I think.?

?The three of us are the table top club right Cyrus?"

?That?s what the note I was handed says anyway.? As he moved to join the conversation he smiled at them both. Cyrus had medium length blonde hair and stood a good head above Kevin. Dressed as he was with his tinted glasses and smart clothes he did not look like someone who would be into what you imagined would be in this type of club.

Then something caught your eye in the corner of the room. A full sized roulette wheel maybe?

[Lance]

"Right right," Kevin responded dryly while politely shaking off the hands holding his. "Anyways, what's that for?" He asked, pointing at the roulette wheel laying unattended at the far corner. He tried examining it from the distance, taking note of its basic shape, it's structure, each individual piece that contributed to its whole, as well as the accumulated history behind the wears and tears caused by the passage of time and other such elements.

"But before you begin," Kevin began in a slightly irritated voice. "Mind disposing of that filth?" He said while indicating the cigarette still in the taller one's mouth. And though Kevin was never much a stickler of the rules, and actually preferred when they were broken, he was still against the use of cigarettes-or at least the cheap, everyday kind. "Second-hand smoking and all that," the young man explained. "Besides," he continued, turning his eyes towards Ms. Wavy. He then grinned maliciously.

"We've got to set a proper example for our cute underclassmen."

[Mysticsage]

As you analyze the wheel from a distance. you feel a strange energy in the room,but the others do not seemingly take any notice. Then the feeling is gone as you turn to focus on the others.

Cyrus simply nods at your comment throwing the already put out cigarette in a container in his pocket. He wasn't one to argue that he had not been smoking in the room or the fact that he had made Sophie stand far enough away from him.
Cyrus was relatively easy going and willing to go with the flow for the most part. As he followed Kevin's gaze and saw the roulette wheel he shrugged.

"Based off the note I guess it's for club use"he chuckled "maybe we're supposed to start a gambling house. I did find these pack of cards and dice."

Digging in his pockets he produced a deck of intricately designed playing cards and a handful of six sided dice.

[Lance]

"A gambling house, huh?" Kevin said while walking towards the object in question. "That might be interesting, but not what I had in mind." He stopped right in front of the roulette wheel. "Frankly," he began while turning around. "I had expected something closer to chess, go, and shogi rather than dice, cards, and a beat up roulette wheel."

"...But beggars can't be choosers."

He sighed while running a hand across the odd contraption in another attempt to understand it further. That was when he once again noticed a queer yet vaguely familiar feeling, sort of like when he first came across a certain magnetic foreign exchange student in class. Kevin smiled. This time, he was not about to let it go. He swiftly readied the machine.

And gave it a try.

[Mysticsage]

Pulling to desk together you with Cyrus? help manage to get the large wheel situated in between them so that it is balanced. Giving it a spin it rotates smoothly on its axis. Despite seeming rather old it works just fine, and Cyrus produces a small ball that he tosses in. Like at any casino the ball bounces around and finally lands in one of the wheels many grooves.

?Well at least it seems to work okay chuckled Cyrus holding the wheel?s center spoke. I could get used to this.?

[Lance]

"No explosion, no boom, and not even so much as a puff of smoke." Kevin sighed in a disappointed manner. "Seems everything's working just fine." But despite his apparent disappointment, he continued watching his senior play in hopes of finding some odd quirk, defect, or whatever it was that had originally drawn him there. Not that he expected anything though.

However, something in the back of his mind was just nagging at him, a refined instinct that had been his sole guide throughout the years. And now it was telling him that there was more about this club and that roulette wheel that he had yet to see. Thus Kevin curbed his growing disinterest, in deference to that frighteningly accurate feeling now plaguing his mind.