[ Ratio drops the remainder of his cigarette knock the ground and stubs it out with his boot, brushing past the blond as he makes his way out of the alley and into the crowd. He’s never been one for probability despite his current class load. But stocks can be predicted, provided you pay attention to the patterns. Numbers are logical and never changing; rolling dice, playing the slots, placing bets — there’s too many variables, too much reliance on so called luck for the games to be fair to all players. The whim of gravity and physics shouldn’t be the deciding factor in who wins a game.
(He abhors Mario Party.)
He’s also never been one for crowds. He hesitates at the mouth of the alley, ostensibly waiting for the other man to join him but mostly steeling himself to step through the throng. When he was a child, he’d hide his face, a strange way to convince himself that if they couldn’t see it, they couldn’t perceive him. As he grew, he’d gone to great lengths to keep his privacy despite his name being on several prominent papers — and a book written about him, child prodigy Veritas Radio. But when the gambler joins him, he feels a little more at ease. Not enough to keep his walk from being brisk, but enough that he can make conversation. ]
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[ Ratio drops the remainder of his cigarette knock the ground and stubs it out with his boot, brushing past the blond as he makes his way out of the alley and into the crowd. He’s never been one for probability despite his current class load. But stocks can be predicted, provided you pay attention to the patterns. Numbers are logical and never changing; rolling dice, playing the slots, placing bets — there’s too many variables, too much reliance on so called luck for the games to be fair to all players. The whim of gravity and physics shouldn’t be the deciding factor in who wins a game.
(He abhors Mario Party.)
He’s also never been one for crowds. He hesitates at the mouth of the alley, ostensibly waiting for the other man to join him but mostly steeling himself to step through the throng. When he was a child, he’d hide his face, a strange way to convince himself that if they couldn’t see it, they couldn’t perceive him. As he grew, he’d gone to great lengths to keep his privacy despite his name being on several prominent papers — and a book written about him, child prodigy Veritas Radio. But when the gambler joins him, he feels a little more at ease. Not enough to keep his walk from being brisk, but enough that he can make conversation. ]
I prefer games of strategy myself.