Dark Horse // Indigo/Harvey (blitz)

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Dark Horse // Indigo/Harvey (blitz) May 7, 2019 21:02:07 GMT -5

Post by charade on May 7, 2019 21:02:07 GMT -5

While in the game room, Indigo watched Harvey Slate with a measure of curiosity. Truth be told, Harvey was something of an enigma. He kept his head down and kept out of the drama. Hell, not a single person had thrown him under the bus or talked him during Malcolm’s little exercise in drama.

Perhaps it was time for that to change. As their host had stated, one of the marks of a good business man was the ability to get along with everyone. Or at least ensure that they weren’t an enemy. Strolling over to the other boy, he wracked his brain for a conversation piece, eventually settling on Harvey himself.

The other boy didn’t seem like the type to gossip, and if there was one thing Harvey had made clear over the past few months, it was that he did not care for the self-absorbed upper crust. That was good, as Indigo was neither.

“Hello Harvey,” he said after a moment. “I thought your choices were interesting. Adrien is certainly a good judge of character, though I must say I was surprised that you chose to needle Amrin.”

He shrugged. "Perhaps we should be keeping more of an eye on you, eh?"

Last Edit: May 7, 2019 21:02:20 GMT -5 by charade

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Dark Horse // Indigo/Harvey (blitz) May 7, 2019 23:55:03 GMT -5

Post by Benson Sharpe D3M [Tom] on May 7, 2019 23:55:03 GMT -5

The game room was an escape from the inevitable bickering.

The driven will fight for their crown, but he doesn't need to move an inch. He's determined not to show his hand to the others. A dark horse in this race for fortune, an escape from the pain he lives in. The rain of emotions that fills his chest with the same strike as the death of his mother. The flame that lights slowly in his chest as he can remember the days spent building up walls and reputation among Five.

A chance is all he needed and he had it right now.

Only fools show their hands before the right time.

It's a gamble, but one he's willing to make.

One by one, he shuffles the cards of a deck as his eyes reach Indigo Gerber. The genius, who was currently on the best path towards the win. Eyes have been glued to Gerber as the guy was intriguing in all ways, never exactly an awful person like some of them. Easy to work with, but he's a bit off in some ways. Every genius has a downfall, Harvey hadn't figured his out, but then again, he didn't really want to. Better to have a genius than an idiot.

"Hello Harvey,""Fingers wave gently to the Indigo as he stops shuffling and looks up at the guy. I thought your choices were interesting. Adrien is certainly a good judge of character, though I must say I was surprised that you chose to needle Amrin"

Shoulders shrug at no one in particular.

"Perhaps we should be keeping more of an eye on you, eh?"

A smile on his lips as he deals a game of solitaire out in front of him. Red king to black queen, black king to red queen, the same over and and over. They stack up like the odds of succeeding in a solitaire game. Will their first moves be the right ones or be their demise? Eyebrow raised as he gives Indigo a smile.

"Perhaps."

Eyes focused on Gerber.

"Yes, Adrien does have a good eye when it comes to people." Eyes glance to the King and back to Indigo. "But there's secrets that lay beyond those irises." Eyebrow raised as he stares at Indigo. "Armin was more of a safe option." Brown eyes shine with something else as he smirks at Indigo. "Besides, she needed a push. Curious to see what she does with those notes of hers."

Silently, he looks out the window for a moment as he thinks of what Ma would do. He knew the answer. She would never have came here. Memories of the rich higher ups firing her filling his memories as that worry he never saw fills his mind. Childhood memories of struggle filling his blood, he shakes them away as he places a jack or two down.

"Your choices were intriguing."

Silence.

Sink or swim.

"You're still the front runner though, so tell me."

A smirk on his lips as he stops moving cards.

"Can you stand the pressure, Indigo?"

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Dark Horse // Indigo/Harvey (blitz) May 8, 2019 3:32:48 GMT -5

Post by charade on May 8, 2019 3:32:48 GMT -5

So he was interested in the notebook. Made sense. Amrin carried that thing everywhere. He’d tried to keep a journal once or twice, but inevitably he forgot to write down entries on a daily or even monthly basis. But moving on, Harvey had found his choices intriguing. As if implying that he had thought he Indigo would vote differently.

Hm.

“The pressure?” Indigo repeated. “Ah, you mean the pressure to stay at the front of the pack, to stay on top and perform when all eyes are on me?” He grinned, drawing closer and inspecting the game of solitaire laid out on the table. “In order to feel the pressure, everyone here would have to actually put some on me, wouldn’t they?”

Because they really hadn’t. There were a few that came close sure, but not enough to make him feel like there was a chance he was going to lose this. No, as he had suspected when he answered Malcolm Nox’s invitation, the competition came naturally to him. “Tell me something, Harvey. The middle of the pack, not pulling ahead or falling behind. Are you happy coasting along? Or are you simply waiting for the right time to strike?”

He didn’t strike Indigo as being like Beryl. No, where Beryl had a painted smile that hid a barbed wire tongue, Harvey had walls around him. If Amrin was ice and Poppy was fire—
If Whitney was water and Fiora was smoke, Harvey was stone. Cold and unbreakable.

“I think people underestimate you. But you’re used to that, aren’t you?”

It wasn't a question so much as an observation.

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Dark Horse // Indigo/Harvey (blitz) May 9, 2019 20:38:06 GMT -5

Post by Benson Sharpe D3M [Tom] on May 9, 2019 20:38:06 GMT -5

A chuckle leaves his throat as he glances to Indigo. Cockiness in Indigo, but Harvey gives him a joking smile. The fire in his heart burning at the idea of the top dog being comfortable in his own spot. Eyes glance back to his game as he shrugs at the cards and places another one in the right spot, slow starts leading to a quick finish. An order to everything and right now, Harvey's stuck on the bottom. A card that has to be moved multiple times in order to succeed.

As cold as the stone grave that his mother lays in, he speaks.

"We'll just have to see then."

Whatever it takes. Harvey had told himself that with the paper of an invitation and the words of Malcolm Nox. Alone and only having his own mind to take him as far as he can. He needed this to escape the past that he's stuck in. The silence that fills his head with too many thoughts of how lonely his life has been. The orphanage's rich kids who used to treat him like the outsider that he was. Eyes glance to the window across the room as the silent wind blows leaves gently off of those branches until they fall to the ground.

"You're supposed to be the smart one here, Indigo. You tell me."

A smirk on his lips as he places another card with ease. Everyone had secrets. Everyone had their own strengths. Everyone had their own weaknesses. Indigo was smarter than he looked. The charisma behind that brain made things interesting. After all, Harvey wasn't as smart, but there's one thing he had over the rest of them.

Survival.

This was life or death for him.

No one would stand in his way.

"I'm used to a lot of things, Gerber."

Cards left to their spots as he leans back with a smirk.

"I think you're growing comfortable with where you are."

A leaf blows across the window.

"Never know what'll happen."

Whatever it takes.

"Maybe you'll lose that spot, just don't fall too hard, Indigo."

A glint of mischief in his eyes.

"I'd like to see how you handle that."