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[recognize_an_opportunity]

[[Video]]

I'm afraid to say Lucky's will be...

[He clears his throat. He doesn't look good. His face is pale, and there's a sheen of sweat on his forehead, but he's obviously doing his best to ignore it.]

Closing earlier than usual for the next few days. There seems to be something going around the City, and I think it's best that we all...

[There's an obvious moment where he loses his train of thought -- probably due to that pounding headache that he has -- but then he rallies.]

Take it as easy as possible. As for my employees, if you find yourselves feeling ill, you should take some time off until you feel better. Thank you.

[[Action]]

[Sometime after the video post, he leaves the casino, ostensibly on an errand of some sort, although he seems to have forgotten what it is by the time he steps outside. For a second, he simply stands there, staring at the pavement, trying to use sheer determination to will the feelings of sickness away.

Then he takes a few steps. Sways. Nearly collapses. He sits down hard on the curb, head throbbing, and fumbles for a cigarette and his lighter. Maybe taking a minute to smoke in peace will help.]

[[OOC: Yes, he's taken sick, although he's not particularly desirous of admitting it. He probably won't be getting better till the very end of the event, so this can be a catch-all post for talking to him wherever he is -- in person at the casino or walking around the streets, via video, or at the hospital once someone eventually drags him there -- and performing his essence rite. Just stick a vague date in the comment so that I know when it's happening! And someone, please, convince this man to seek medical attention.]]

Comments

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[hischair]

you look like shit

go home + relax, man

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[recognize_an_opportunity]

I'm okay. Just a bad headache.

[text]

[hischair]

that's how mine started, couldn't walk

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[recognize_an_opportunity]

What are your symptoms like now?

[text]

[hischair]

if i said i was skipping over a rainbow, would you believe me

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[recognize_an_opportunity]

If you said that, I'd ask you what drugs they gave you to make you think that, and then I'd go get some of those drugs.

[text]

[hischair]

haha

just sick all over really. felt like this before. typing one-handed is hard

[unflagging]

You'd better take it as easy as possible yourself. You don't look so good either.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I don't feel so good, either, but it's not serious.

[unflagging]

You sure about that? I mean, some of the doctors seem to think it's kind of a big deal thing.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Well, I'm not a doctor myself, but other people seem worse off than I do.

[unflagging]

Well, yeah, I guess that's a fair assessment.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

The way I see it, it'd be doing the doctors a disservice to bother them with something like this.

[He coughs quietly.]

[deadmanbusiness]

Oh for...

[Theo's coming into the Casino for work when he spots Meyer.]

What are you doing?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Going home for the day.

[He certainly don't look well, and that's putting it mildly.]

How do you feel?

[deadmanbusiness]

Me? I'm fine. I never get sick.

You look like something the zombie cat drug in.

[He crouches next to Meyer and puts a hand on his forehead. Theo's hand is dead cold, but that's normal.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Yeah, well, that's what a lot of people have been saying, and it seems like they're getting sick, too.

[He 'never gets sick,' either, and yet here he is, his forehead noticeably hot.]

[deadmanbusiness]

[Yeah. But Theo's generally got divine protection. Not that it would protect him from this, but...]

Well, I guess it's the City, isn't it?

You're too hot.

I'm going to assume it's okay for me to come in late if I'm taking you home.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I don't need anyone to take me home, but don't worry about coming in late. I was going to close the place early anyway.

action - hospital ~22nd-ish

[prosopopoeia]

[Marie and Meyer have met, briefly, when she's come into the casino. He is usually obliged to visit her table because she is irritatingly good with probability and tends to leave with too much of his money. She has the decency, however, to come in infrequently enough, and spend most of her earnings on drinks inside the establishment. Playing games in his casino is not about thrill or money for her, it's distraction.]

[She enters his small room at the hospital without much ceremony.]

Mister Lansky. I see you are still here.

Re: action - hospital ~22nd-ish

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[He looks up from the book he's been reading, face pale, movements a bit shaky, and nevertheless offers her a charming smile. He recognizes her, of course -- she's obviously good with probabilities, much like himself, and wins at the casino quite a bit -- but he hasn't expected her to visit.]

This is a...

[He breaks off to cough hard.]

...pleasant surprise.

[prosopopoeia]

[She's unmoved by such charm, and largely ignores it as she settles down to sit beside him. From her purse, she's already removed a deck of cards and begins to shuffle it lazily.]

I thought I would come distract you.

[Which seems fair. An even exchange of services.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

With cards? That's the best idea I've heard all week.

[He's been doing some paperwork for the casino, and read several books, but there's only so much boredom he can take, and for someone who's always liked to keep busy, the hospital is excruciatingly boring for him.]

[prosopopoeia]

It has been rather inconvenient to see Lucky's closed.

[She notes this while lazily dealing out a pair of hands. It's about as close to being 'nice' as Marie can really get.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I'd've kept it open if I could've, believe me. The loss of profits hurts more than being sick.

[At least she can provide entertainment -- he doesn't much care if she's "nice."]