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esp_dragon) wrote2011-01-31 09:44 pm
esp_dragon) wrote2011-01-31 09:44 pm
Entry tags:
Money
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Summary: The bets are made.
Rating: K
Notes: Written for the 'Money' prompt for 100rare.
XD Another OC! And I'm again surprised that this wasn't from the expected pov (but yey, new chapter means new fodder!)
Was originally going to call the people 'bookmakers' but I think 'bookies' is slightly more understandable?
Genre: General
Word count: 639
Status: Complete
Glancing around at the bustling crowd -actually many small groups of people altogether but so densely packed it was hard to tell who belonged to which one- Colkin wasn't sure what to do. The din around him was disorientating; there were more people clustered here than he had ever seen in his life and every single one was yelling to place their bets, trying to be heard over their neighbour. Even as he stood there, Colkin had been bumped into a number of times already as people passed by and he quickly pressed a hand to his pouch, making sure it was still there.
He'd brought his meager funds, what little was left from what was needed for the family, hoping to place his bets on the upcoming Holy Knights but... He couldn't even see the bookies, they were surrounded so well.
Okay, that was a lie; he was able to see some of them, their white uniforms trimed with golden touches standing out amongst the drabber populace, but Colkin could see that from the boards they held, they were not collecting bets for the more popular candidates.
He didn't have much time left, home being on the outskirts of the city and the announcements were going to be made soon. He wouldn't be able to bet on the favourites, or even the ones after them, not with so many other people fighting against him with the same intention, but he had to put the money somewhere. After double-checking the people he would have better chances of reaching without too much difficulty, Colkin ducked his head and began squeezing his way through.
* * *
Colkin... should not have been surprised. Every bet he had placed had not happened, the expected children all getting chosen (apart from the Ice Knight. Swarms of people had charged off to get their money back after that announcement). Maybe he should have tried to be more assertive, should have shoved through the walls of people to get to who he wanted to. But he wouldn't have, his build too small to even be able to make people notice if he tried to get past, let alone if he actually tried to move them out his way.
The last Knight yet to be announced was the Sun Knight, and Colkin debated if he should even stay for it. He'd only been able to bet on Grisia, the little blond kid he kept seeing sneaking around the city, because his bookie was the first he could get to and the deadline had passed a few seconds before. He hadn't known how truly bad Grisia's odds were until he asked after he'd handed his last coins over.
563 to 1.
Against 1.052 to 1.
He would not be getting any extra money this day.
Just as Colkin was turning away, the announcer cleared his throat and everyone became silent once more - though there wasn't much reason for it, as the Sun Knight would follow the same pattern as the previous Knights.
"The individual to succeed the present Sun Knight," the announcer called out, his voice still clear even after shouting so loudly for so long, "is Grisia-"
Grisia's last name was lost amongst the cheering of the crowd that then petered out as soon as it started.
'Grisia? Grisia is the next Sun Knight?' Colkin thought, dumbstruck. 'Not Roland? But the differences in their odds...!'
Was 563 to 1.
And Colkin had betted on Grisia.
That... couldn't be... It suddenly didn't feel like Colkin's legs would even be able to support a speck of dust. Sounds were different too, like they had been put through a hollow bowl first, and it was as if the God of Light had brightened his vision and was now touching everything that He was able to with as much force as He could.
He was rich!
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@____@ Ha ha, I nearly remembered the odds off the top of my head - I had 543 and 1.053 originally.
Summary: The bets are made.
Rating: K
Notes: Written for the 'Money' prompt for 100rare.
XD Another OC! And I'm again surprised that this wasn't from the expected pov (but yey, new chapter means new fodder!)
Was originally going to call the people 'bookmakers' but I think 'bookies' is slightly more understandable?
Genre: General
Word count: 639
Status: Complete
Glancing around at the bustling crowd -actually many small groups of people altogether but so densely packed it was hard to tell who belonged to which one- Colkin wasn't sure what to do. The din around him was disorientating; there were more people clustered here than he had ever seen in his life and every single one was yelling to place their bets, trying to be heard over their neighbour. Even as he stood there, Colkin had been bumped into a number of times already as people passed by and he quickly pressed a hand to his pouch, making sure it was still there.
He'd brought his meager funds, what little was left from what was needed for the family, hoping to place his bets on the upcoming Holy Knights but... He couldn't even see the bookies, they were surrounded so well.
Okay, that was a lie; he was able to see some of them, their white uniforms trimed with golden touches standing out amongst the drabber populace, but Colkin could see that from the boards they held, they were not collecting bets for the more popular candidates.
He didn't have much time left, home being on the outskirts of the city and the announcements were going to be made soon. He wouldn't be able to bet on the favourites, or even the ones after them, not with so many other people fighting against him with the same intention, but he had to put the money somewhere. After double-checking the people he would have better chances of reaching without too much difficulty, Colkin ducked his head and began squeezing his way through.
Colkin... should not have been surprised. Every bet he had placed had not happened, the expected children all getting chosen (apart from the Ice Knight. Swarms of people had charged off to get their money back after that announcement). Maybe he should have tried to be more assertive, should have shoved through the walls of people to get to who he wanted to. But he wouldn't have, his build too small to even be able to make people notice if he tried to get past, let alone if he actually tried to move them out his way.
The last Knight yet to be announced was the Sun Knight, and Colkin debated if he should even stay for it. He'd only been able to bet on Grisia, the little blond kid he kept seeing sneaking around the city, because his bookie was the first he could get to and the deadline had passed a few seconds before. He hadn't known how truly bad Grisia's odds were until he asked after he'd handed his last coins over.
563 to 1.
Against 1.052 to 1.
He would not be getting any extra money this day.
Just as Colkin was turning away, the announcer cleared his throat and everyone became silent once more - though there wasn't much reason for it, as the Sun Knight would follow the same pattern as the previous Knights.
"The individual to succeed the present Sun Knight," the announcer called out, his voice still clear even after shouting so loudly for so long, "is Grisia-"
Grisia's last name was lost amongst the cheering of the crowd that then petered out as soon as it started.
'Grisia? Grisia is the next Sun Knight?' Colkin thought, dumbstruck. 'Not Roland? But the differences in their odds...!'
Was 563 to 1.
And Colkin had betted on Grisia.
That... couldn't be... It suddenly didn't feel like Colkin's legs would even be able to support a speck of dust. Sounds were different too, like they had been put through a hollow bowl first, and it was as if the God of Light had brightened his vision and was now touching everything that He was able to with as much force as He could.
He was rich!
@____@ Ha ha, I nearly remembered the odds off the top of my head - I had 543 and 1.053 originally.
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The detail about the Ice Knight's awesome too, eee. <3
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He diiiid need it.
XD; I nearly forgot about the detail about Ice while I was writing.
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