MassEffectRP

The blonde haired man with an eye patch reclined back in his chair at the bar.  The crowd around him was growing rather large at the moment.  Asari slaves risked hours of brutal punishment just to wander by to take a glimpse of what was going on.

"All in."  The man said with a smirk as he pushed a mammoth stack of credit chits into the center of the table.  He reclined back in his chair once more, taking a drink from one of the Asari slaves and sipping on it with a smirk.  The crowd grew silent.

"You seem to have caught me at a disadvantage."  The man across from him spoke. For a pirate, the man was remarkably well dressed, almost as if he was nobility of some sort.  Being one of the most successful pirates in the traverse had that effect.  Few people in the bar wouldn't recognize Captain Johannes Alberic

"I do not have enough credits to continue."  Captain Alberic continued.  "I could supplement the bet with merchandise from my latest excursion.  We have quite a bit of medical supplies that would fetch a nice price..."

"My dear John, I am not interested in your drugs, or your slaves, or the newest shipment of erotic VI simulations you've stolen.  But your ship...Now that would make for an interesting wager."  The blonde man with the eye patch interrupted.

"You must be mad!"  Captain Alberic shouted in protest.  "I will not risk my...."

"That is a 20 million credit bet on the table right there.  Now you can either fold and walk away with your tail between your legs.  Or you can put that lovely ship of yours in the pot.  The choice is yours.  Unless you are too much of a coward.  In that case I would simply walk away."  The blonde man was calling the captain out and putting his very honor on the table.  The people around were getting anxious.  They were looking for a show.  Alberic could not back out now.

"I agree."  Alberic said with stern look.  The crowd gasped in shock.

"Well then, after you."  The blonde man retorted.

Alberic laid his cards out on the table.  "Four kings."  He said as he spread the cards out before the one eyed blonde man.  Alberic sat there with a triumphant look in his eyes.  The crowd began to stir, but the blonde man simply sat there reclined.

Then with one hand, he flipped over all five of his cards, spreading them out across the tattered felt.  "Straight flush..."  The crowd erupted.  The blond man simply smiled and tipped his drink to the Captain, who was too stunned to move.

The blonde man stood up, wiping the mass of credit chits off the table and into his long brown coat.  "Docking bay 6 was it, Captain?  I trust you will keep your word and I will find no trouble getting to my new ship yes?"

Captain Alberic simply sat there unresponsive.

"Well then I believe our business here is done.  I have a new ship to tend to."  The blonde man said as he flicked a credit chit towards an Asari slave and made his was through the crowd towards the exit.

"Mr Westen!"  Alberic's voice boomed from behind him, and the blonde man paused for a moment and turned to face him.

"You may take my ship, but the next time we meet, I will have your head!"

The one eyed blonde man simply smiled.  "It is Captain Westen once again.  Remember that."  And with that Tobias walked triumphantly out of the bar.