Fanfic: The Gambler (Fullmetal Alchemist)

[nebroadwe]

Title: Drabble: The Gambler
Fandom: FMA (anime version)
Character(s): Roy Mustang
Pairing(s): None.
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None.
A/N: Kenny Rogers ain't got nothing on Roy Mustang. Crossposted from nebroadwe to Höllenbeck (i.e. fm_alchemist, fullservicefma, fma_gen, fma_writers, and fma_fiction).
Dedication: For cornerofmadness, as a slightly belated birthday present. The inspiration was obvious. :-)

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      Roy Mustang doesn't gamble. Maes Hughes used to say it was all that kept him from being a rake straight out of the Age of Wits, a dapper buck breaking faro banks and maidens' hearts while sipping claret. Roy always retorted that he couldn't stomach claret, either, but his friend made the comparison anyway whenever Roy declined a round of blackjack or craps. He wishes Maes could see him now, pushing everything he's earned to the center of the table, calling the bet of a man whose poker face no cardsharp can match.

      Because Roy Mustang doesn't gamble ... with money.

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[Acknowledgments: Fullmetal Alchemist (Hagane no Renkinjutsushi) was created by Arakawa Hiromu and is serialized monthly in Shonen Gangan (Square Enix); the anime of the same title was directed by Mizushima Seiji and story-edited by Aikawa Sho. Copyright for these properties is held by Arakawa Hiromu, Square Enix, Mainichi Broadcasting System, Aniplex, Bones, and dentsu. All rights reserved.]

Comments

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

that pretty quickly led to the idea that when he did play, it would be for mortal stakes.

Yesh. Yesh and yesh. *nods* I agree very much on that.

Faro was the trick of the trade in the gambling houses out West - sure, poker was king; you might've gotten a fair shake in poker (depending on shaved decks and notched edges) but faro? The odds are on the house. Or so Doc says in Tombstone. Val is one of my favoritest actors and that movie is one of my top three, "Cannot live without it in my collection" movies. (Gorgeous men, gorgeous clothes, semi-historically accurate storytelling, gorgeous horses...and the language and the lines and the violence...all it needed was an explosion or two and I'd be in heaven.)

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

Faro was the trick of the trade in the gambling houses out West - sure, poker was king; you might've gotten a fair shake in poker (depending on shaved decks and notched edges) but faro? The odds are on the house. Or so Doc says in Tombstone.

Wikipedia agrees with him. I keep having to remember that the gambling house in Heyer's Faro's Daughter is going under not because the bank keeps getting broken, but because the lady of the house has absolutely no financial common sense ("I can't and won't live in Squalor!" -- Squalor defined as hiring horses instead of keeping them :-).

Val is one of my favoritest actors and that movie is one of my top three, "Cannot live without it in my collection" movies. (Gorgeous men, gorgeous clothes, semi-historically accurate storytelling, gorgeous horses...and the language and the lines and the violence...all it needed was an explosion or two and I'd be in heaven.)

What, they couldn't get around to blowing up a train, like Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid? ("Think ya used enough dynamite there, Butch?" [chortle])

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

("I can't and won't live in Squalor!" -- Squalor defined as hiring horses instead of keeping them :-).

Interesting...I thought hired horses were actually less expensive in the long run but. *shrugs/grins*

What, they couldn't get around to blowing up a train

Had it been "historically accurate," maybe - however, no trains ran into Tombstone itself, so we had to make do with horses galloping around the world. *giggles*