The Ludicrous Escapade

You're Bluffing, Right?

D'Arby tossed in one of your chips, and the child dealt once again. "It might not just be the next game, but your last." He chuckled to himself as he looked through his hand, "I'll draw one card." He stared up at you, "Are you going to change any of yours?"

You looked carefully at the back of his hand and then at your hand which you could tell were nothing but rubbish thanks to Kars' insight. You made eye contact with D'Arby and smiled, "No, I think my hand is perfect just the way it is."

"Um, forgive me. Did I hear you wrong?" He put a hand up to his ear. "You're going to keep all of your cards this time?"

You nodded, "Yup, that's right. This hand is what I want." You winked in the general direction of the young boy, making it almost seem as though he were in on your little trick. The boy looked between you and D'Arby nervously and D'Arby was beginning to question the kid's loyalty. Not much, but the seeds of doubt were there. You looked over your shoulder at your comrades, "Excuse me, would one of you be so kind as to let me borrow your soul for gambling?"

Caesar gave a curt nod, "If you really think you'll need it, then sure."

You clapped your hands together, "Thanks so much, Caesar!" You put your attention back to the game. "Now, in addition with what I have left, I'd like to bet six Caesar pieces."

"Wh-What?!" Exclaimed the gambler.

Avdol began speaking, "D'Arby, you're a calm man. Every move you make is calculated. You may not be powerful, but you are truly strong. I am not a man suited to gambling, as I easily become emotional. If I played you, I would most likely lose. But I believe in (Y/N). So, I'll allow her to wager my soul, too." He took a seat next to the soulless men. Caesar and Jotaro joined him.

You gave him a big smile, "I'm glad you can put your faith in me, Muhammad. I won't let you down."

D'Arby waved his hand through the air with a slightly nervous laugh, "Well, this is... You've all been overwhelmed by excitement. You aren't thinking straight." He spoke loudly, "Boy! I said I was changing one card. Hurry it up."

"O-Okay." Stuttered the kid as he slid a card over.

The gambler stared at his hand for a long time, which you now knew contained four kings and a five after exchanging a three. "Very, well. In addition to your three chips, I'll call with all six of Polnareff's. But on top of that, I shall raise you all six of Joestar's chips. That brings the total to fifteen."

You gave a long sigh and rested your chin on the table,"Like, I would understand if you got rid of both the bad cards in your hand to try and get the last one you wanted, but why would you exchange only one unless you knew the card you got back was going to be the right one?"

He blinked rapidly for a moment, the gears turning in his head about how much you could possibly know. He was smart enough to be aware that what happened last round was more than just a lucky guess. You had been certain of what was in both his hand as well as yours. Additionally, you seemed to have realized he was cheating. He was really beginning to wonder if the child had turned traitor, giving you cards that could beat his own. And, perhaps the boy had told you ahead of time the cards he would deal. You could certainly pay him more than he ever could, which would be a very persuasive argument to the young boy. He mentally shook his head, it wasn't the time for him to be nervous or scared. Everything would go according to plan.

You pushed in Avdol's chips, "Okay, now I've met your bet. But how could I possibly raise it higher?"

D'Arby scoffed, "Well there is of course another person. Your dear friend Kakyoin who's still in the hospital." He tossed you a piece of paper and a pen, "But I'll need proof that you're giving away his ownership for him."