The men were left without words, as much enthralled by what they were seeing as perhaps stunned. The confidence spike in Vyra that they had witnessed was one thing, perhaps that would only have been noticed by the man in the hat and maybe one or two of his other associates, but it was not anywhere as candid or blatant as what this girl was doing now. If the circumstances were different, any man – or woman – would have interpreted it as an invitation for some raunchy sex. No doubt that still may have been within their minds, but whatever fantasies they were playing out were cut short by the quick sequence of Vyra, reaching for her winning dice, shutting her legs, and promptly reaching for the bowl and hauling in the jewels that sat casually within it.
“Well, that was fun. Thanks again boys!” Shooting them a cursory glance and a small smile, Vyra began her way out, turning her head once more to give them a final smirk, a state of surprise and confusion upon their faces. She chuckled to herself, satisfied with how she was leaving them.
Once she had departed from the alleyway, it seemed as though everyone had returned to their senses, as though they were locked within a trance. “What the hell just happened!?” The man in the hat asked, utterly stunned at the sequence of events, the demeanor change in the girl, the fact that she was so candid as to flash them, then simply use such an action to pick up the winnings. In the grand scheme, it wasn’t anything hugely significant as far as pot sizes were concerned, but nonetheless, it still made for a more memorable game of dice.
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