New Years at Capitol Casino

[Galina]

Having to fold the hand, not feeling the chance to win this hand.

Softly blushing for a moment as she looks down to her cider and finishes it off.
"I am sorry, fully meant it as the rules of the dance, of the performance." Had she been that bad at explaining herself or was it just a miscommunication? "If we take it deeper though so do I believe that the biggest enemy of the body is mental, and pain, if you practice so can you push it far beyond what most dream of." It was hard to know the actual limits at time though being a walking cheat code.

Moving her head back and forth across her shoulders for a moment.
"Some sure, many of them are Chinese or American though, I tend to favor martial arts involving ones set in a darker underworld." True not that kind of alien world but there was something soothing about watching clear bad guys and a bunch of fights, even if they tended to have bad endings. "Perhaps, I do wish to open my own Dojo one day to be honest. Perhaps I cannot have Kohai´s anymore but I do believe I am far enough along to have Gakusei."

About to get up and head to get a new drink for herself as eyes flicker over towards Violet with closing unclenching fists, feeling the impulse of a fight draw out in her mind, only edged along with the current phase of the moon.
"You happen to know one willing to go a round?" Instantly turning peony red at the words of the woman, happy they weren´t aimed at her, still the beating of the heart, the tingling of the cheeks, the nervous gulping all of them rather overwhelming. "Umm, umm, glas, alcohol, me, need, I bring?" Turning her head towards the bar, head turned away from them both, trying to desperately get a proper breath into her lung.

[Chambers]

Chuckling at what might seme like the absurdity of it. "Sure why not, it is easier to apricate the gap that way. And while my interests tend to be more cerebral, if there was a very good medic on hand I might consider it." Providing he lived through the experience pattern restoration could over time fix him back up good as new.

Casting his eyes about it was not something he had noticed. "Now that is fascinating, and without the means to measure it's passing the rules of passing of time is not so accurately observed." That was a most interesting snippet about the place and its like. "The odds change based on the hand you've dealt I would have to guess but otherwise I agree no prior result has any bearing on the current." Easy to say, harder to remember in the tussle of the game.

Galina speaking up draws his attention. "Rules of the dance? That makes more sense but I fear I lack the knowledge to grasp the entirety of your point, maybe that's why I misunderstood it." What rules did dance have? He had no clue.

Then watching as the Russian accented woman turns red, himself focusing back on Violet. "I'll wait to see the new year in and all but meant as politely as I can put. I have no desire or intent to kiss you, nor anything of the sort." The libertine was good looking no question there but be it passion or romance the necromancer had never felt the pull. The closet he ha ever managed was flirting back at an Italian to try make her stop flustering him. "Although judging by how red she went someone else might have been thinking about it." He was bad for that himself, but it took actual flirting not flippant comments to redden his cheeks.

[Thirteen]

"I see you like to live dangerously, Mr. Bond," she smirked at Chambers again.

Red eyebrows raised in surprise at Galina. Thirteen looked curiously at her for a moment or two before answering, "Eh, no. I don't know any boxers." Then the Russian woman got all red and flustered, and the Scottish woman wasn't sure what to make of that. "I was just jokin', lass."

Chambers' firm refusal to the idea of kissing caused her to do something rarely seen: She laughed aloud! A full body shaking laugh. It went on for nearly half a minute before she caught her breath. Clearly, she was in no way offended. "Oh, aye... Good. No worries here."

She waved off the offer from Galina, "No thanks. I can get my own drink." One rule when you're a woman in a public setting featuring alcohol: Never let your drink out of your sight, and never let anyone but the bartender touch it. And so she headed towards the bar for a refill on her whiskey.

[Galina]

"Yes, a ballet is a performance, just like performing a song, you need to play the right chords, you need to sing the right melody, so does the ballet need your leg to be pointed in a proper form, each motion predetermined, where you will stand forcibly pushed into memory, every step a careful choreography. Utterly lacking freedom or a chance to push yourselves to see how far your body can go." Feeling the melody of countless ballets, eyes closing in tandem with a light swaying motion of her body. "It is beautiful in its full though, and nothing can captivate emotions as passionately as a properly performed ballet." Or well nothing she could speak of at least, not like Americans would hold any interest in that life.

Looking a bit disappointed at the lack of a chance to get in the ring.
"Damn, never had a chance against a boxer of that level." Nor any interest in trying to work herself up to one, needing far more training in keeping herself in check before daring something like that.

Keeping her head down whilst moving herself over towards the bar, taking full advantage of the fact that the topic seemed to get easier, ordering herself two shots with one cider, again mixing the cider and shot as the other shot is quickly downed. Shaking her head and taking a deep breath, giving room for the final red hue to dissipate from her cheeks.
"Sorry about that, and commendable choice, such wits about oneself is crucial in todays world." Recalling the bar hunt when she had to explain why she was choosing to go just there alone with watching eyes.

[Chambers]

The joke gets a half smile from the Moros, it was after all a classic. "What was it Fleming said. You only live twice, once when you are born and once when you look death in the face. I think a heavyweight boxer could count for the second in his musings." Having already died once, when he awakened the expression needed in his view a little amendment but that was not for here.

Violets strong reaction to what he had hoped was a rather firm foot on the notion of the implied tomfoolery, gets a bemused and surprised start from the man, it had not been what he was expecting. Waiting for the other to compose herself. "I can't say anyone has ever taken that so well." Not that topic came up often.

Galina's return and explanation finally helped pieces click into place. "Right so because I saw more of an Ad hoc piece, it was less prescribed and so in turn less confined by the rules and steps of a set performance." It had taken some effort but he reckoned that was what was trying to be conveyed. "Although I do not know if I disagree with that so far I still think the written word is a more captivating medium." But he would wouldn't he.

[Thirteen]

Once she had her new drink, Violet wandered back through the crowd towards the only two people she knew here.

"Oh, well, you know," she told Chambers, "It's not often you get men who take it so well, either. I've had a few who were legitimately angry when I showed no interest in them." She shrugged.

She continued to find Galina a curious thing, "You're even more eager to fight a pro boxer than him," she nodded towards Chambers. "You just lookin' to prove yourself?"

[Galina]

Taking in the enjoyment to share in something where she actually had more proper knowledge.
"Isn´t that the beauty of the arts though? For some music can shape their world, for others books or written words in various styles can sparkle something deep within us." In endless ways. "They are all just some way to share of oneself with others, no matter the medium in which you work, or the medium which you prefer to engage with it so is there a beauty in them all." Turning her head to gaze out towards seemingly nothing. "For me the ballet is special, dance my medium." And back towards him. "The philosophical writings one of the things that holds your interest, have you read anything of interest recently?" And a glance over towards Violet. "Do you have a preferred medium?"

Relieved the hard topics seemed to be gone with a sigh of relief as she shakes her head.
"Nah, proving yourself is just the folly of the weak." Swirling her cider, making certain to mix it well with the shot. "But you cannot truly improve unless you aim to compete with ones above your own level, a pro might be able to make me improve and further develop my own style."

[Chambers]

The Moros actually scoffs at Violets comment, it was a mindset he failed to understand. "I hope you gave such Neanderthals a bit of what for." To believe you are entitled to a person, time or interest was rather absurd. "Disabused them of the notion a little I mean." The degree of arrogance and unearned ego someone must possess to get riled by a rejection must be substantial. Then again despite the far higher then average amount of beautiful people Chambers keeps company with he has never shown that kind of interest in a single one of them. Maybe that's why he does not get it.

The topic of the arts and mediums comes up. Naturally on this he does have something to say. "To combine the two points into one I tend to favour absolutist philosophers like Plato, Immaunel Kant and Hegel to name some of the better known thinkers." Not being bale to drink what was on offer made public functions like this rather awkward he noticed as a pause where once he would have sipped a drink goes by. "What I mean is to say is I agree with the school of thought there is an absolute truth." How to phrase this next part. "I take no issue with mediums per say but they do open up room for interpretation that detracts from or leads away from that absolute ideal." Galina had kept up more or less previous and he was curious ot see how this was handled.

[Thirteen]

"Oh, I did," she replied to Chambers. "I find I have to dance around the hurt feelin's of entitled men a lot less than I used to. It's quite freein'." He'd understand what Violet meant, most likely, and she wasn't going to explain in mixed company.

"My medium?" She seemed a bit surprised by the question, and the redhead sipped her whiskey for a moment as she thought about it. "I don't really do art in any typical sense. I don't paint, or write, or dance. I only sing along to my favorite songs." She paused a moment as she considered something. "I don't know if mechanics counts as an artistic medium, but I do enjoy workin' on an engine."

Thirteen didn't have anything to add to a discussion of historical philosophers. Though she did smirk a little when the Moros talked about there being an absolute truth.

[Galina]

Trying her best to focus on the drink with small sips, and whisking a protein bar out of her purse as the two discuss these uncomfortable topics. Just make them afraid or make them feel weak and no one dares such actions, far easier.

Having hoped to set a boundary between the two with a different set of insight but at least this was a far more comfortable topic.
"But even amongst absolutist philosophy so do you have some vastly different approaches and aspects. If I recall correctly so do we have absolute philosophy in matters like Moral, political, metaphysical, but also things like scientific." Thinking over the names for a moment, none of them really her own favorites. "Unless I am mistaken so does none of those three speak of scientific philosophy. Rather more common theme is idealism, but granted to the best of my knowledge none of them were like Newton a scientist. Or in his eras terms a natural philosopher, does that aspect hold a lesser interest as it dictates other aspects of philosophy than the ones you mentioned?" Lucky that she did know his interest in it beforehand and had been given ample time to actually look into it for future conversations. "Written word is often written for one purpose, other mediums are seldom as much for learning or passing down views of knowledge. Whilst not impossible so is entertainment and societal critique far more common, often taking in aspects of the era to view on what will hold masses attention, hiding or directly showing messages yes but I do agree that absolutism is rarer."

About to speak as a wide grin begins to dawn on her lips, with a small one inch step closer towards the woman.
"Engines? Please tell me you know a good mechanic for an MC in the city? I have been looking like mad since my previous one decided to move away." Still rather annoyed at that, but more so at being forced to be basically a lone wolf, at least she had not seen the other potential dangerous child of Luna around. Catching herself with a light step back, eyes turning down towards her cider flask. "Where are my manners, please excuse me, what genre of music do you enjoy?"