"...no more bets please..."
Sirius brushed a shaking hand through his hair as he watched impatiently for the Roulette wheel to stop its spinning...
"..c'mon you sunuva!..." He muttered under his breath , as the ball danced and ricocheted inside it. This was the last bet of the night, and thusfar , his luck had been rotten, and all hopes were on this final spin of the wheel.
His eyes narrowed into slits as he tried to keep track of the ball, ever-so-often its whiteness could be glimpsed against the flurry of the black and red spokes of the wheel.
..or was it simply his imagination...
It seemed to take forever...
It teased him, it taunted him, and the whole process seemed to go in slow-motion...
Sirius needed this, and he needed it badly, had debts to pay, and he was fast running out of excuses...
...just one win, thats all I need, just one big payoff, and I'll be laughing...
The wheel started to slow.
...lucks gotta change soon...
Sirius felt his hands grow clammy , and he became fixed to the spot...
His eyes widened in horror as the ball fell into its chosen numbered slot...
"...Red- 21..."
...NOoooooo!
The words cut through him like a knife....and as the Roulette Croupier raked in the winnings , Sirius watched his money and his hopes melt away like candlewax. Sirius exploded.
"...YOU CHEATIN FRELLIN PIECE OF FRELL!, this all a godamned set-up!..."
Sirius flew himself over the roulette table , towards the Croupier sending chips, other patrons, and their drinks flying everywhere. The Croupier, an alien of some description, froze in terror as, in a flash Sirius had gripped him with both hands around the neck of his shirt, pulling the hapless Croupier almost clear of the ground...
"...GIVE ME MY FRELLIN MONEY BACK YOU CHEATIN ALIEN SCUM!..."
Before Sirius could even react , the security were on him, three smartly suited, and extremely burly aliens.
As he resisted , Sirius suddenly doubled up in pain, as a huge fist, the owner of which Sirius didn't even see, hit him square in the stomach , knocking all wind, and resistance out of him. And as the three men started to 'escort' Sirius out of the Lounge, the mutterings and shocked expressions of the other patrons soon disappeared as the disturbance was over quickly.