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[color=23912B]“Well that’s a kick in the teeth…”[/color] Robert would mutter to himself from his perch on a pile of junked cars a decent distance away from the tower of lights, as he absently rolled the 100K chips that had lead him here across his knuckles.

Honestly this whole venture was proving itself to not really be worth it so far, regardless of the fact that apparently 100K was on the line. Not that he’s terribly surprised, it [i]had[/i] felt a little too easy to luck into such a score in the first place.

It had been in a stack of lesser chips he had won off a three card monte set up a few days ago. But the fact he missed in the first place should have been a giant red flag in and of it's self.

Then there was getting nearly tossed out of the casinos in his attempts to cash it in. Which, honestly, his weird, screwed up, nature is what kept him from getting shot from some of the security stooges. But that did mean it would take a couple more days for the heat around him to die down so he can go back to playing the Blackjack tables.

Then finding out the thing started glowing after sundown, which was new, and worrying. But seeing as he had nothing better to do, he decided to follow the breadcrumbs. Which meant a long ass trek across the city, since no cabbie has ever been able to remember him for further than a block or two so they were out, and boosting a bike was just sad, and too easy by far, so all he could do was hit the bricks and take the slow way

Which meant he couldn’t really earn any scratch or work on anything particularly vulgar to try and figure out any new tricks or patterns. Meaning the whole walk felt like a waste of time.

The poor bastard working security didn’t even lift his head when Robert walked past and jumped the gate. But really that was just par for the course.

But now that he had made it to the end of the rainbow, what did he find? 

Magick bullshit.

He stayed at his vantage point just scoping out the tower, the van, and the clearly Awakened guy in the van. He’d bet money the guy in the van was connected to his chip, so Robert wasn’t fully sure he was undetected, but now Robert had to ask himself if he was willing to actually ante up to this very clear thing. 

Not that he had much clue of what it was, or could be.

It did stink in his professional opinion, however. Which, when you add in everything else he’s dealt with so far, had him seriously considering just cutting his losses as they were and leaving. He’d have just enough time to find a decent bar to hustle someone in pool if he left now.

But… Fuck. He was curious.

Rolling the chip to the end of his knuckles he would flip it up into the air letting it fall into his palm on the way down before pocketing it. After he’d pull his 1911 and double check it was loaded, before tucking it back into his waist band.

[color=23912B]“I’ll give it an hour.”[/color] He’d say to himself, checking the time on his phone. [color=23912B]“If no one else shows I’m gone.”[/color]

With that he would pick his way down his car stack and move towards the edge of light being put out by the tower. Hell, there might be others also waiting out of sight already, but if not, not the best idea to sneak up on whoever else is next to show. Assuming this isn’t all targeted at him that is, which he doubted, but he literally can’t remember who his enemies could be so who knows.

Either way he would pull out out a deck of playing cards in the meantime. He could work on his shuffles or play some Solitaire in the meantime.