[ The geisha have been excused to leave the host and guests to their game; and, naturally, a handful of Tonegawa's guards marking out the doors and corners of the room away from the players, Chane herself among the security. For the time being she stands by the few chairs set up for guests opting out of this game, hands behind her back and lips sealed, every inch the uninterested observer. From the first conception of this evening she had not wanted to be here, and little can convince her that this is an enjoyable way to spend time...
But her eyes are focused on the table and its players regardless. A game hosted by Tonegawa free from cheating is, even for her, unthinkable. Something about the man must draw dirty tricks in retaliation; sneaky moves and planned tactics in a game of luck seem like facts of life after the games she has witnessed him play. Without taking part in these evenings herself, she has become a seasoned professional in observation of this genre. And she remains unbiased towards the players. If you happen to be cheating, she has her eyes on you-- it's what gives the game a speck of interest for her. ]
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But her eyes are focused on the table and its players regardless. A game hosted by Tonegawa free from cheating is, even for her, unthinkable. Something about the man must draw dirty tricks in retaliation; sneaky moves and planned tactics in a game of luck seem like facts of life after the games she has witnessed him play. Without taking part in these evenings herself, she has become a seasoned professional in observation of this genre. And she remains unbiased towards the players. If you happen to be cheating, she has her eyes on you-- it's what gives the game a speck of interest for her. ]