Luck is a fickle thing. I certainly keep up appearances to be as superstitious as possible, but at the tables it's just a numbers game. (Unless you cheat) In a 'practical' sense though, it's... complex. People just see the good bits when someone gets a 'lucky streak' or a fortuitus blessing, but in a sense the gambler's fallacy is real in that streaks, or patterns, have a beginning and end. I guess this is just a really long ramble that is just me talking about karma, a pretty well known concept. I mean, if it were real, I think the world would be a lot different. But I beg to differ. 

I felt it when I went home, a fuzzy feeling in my chest that no amount of adrenaline could replicate. Somehow I just knew it was the 'magic' being granted to me. A reward for a job well done. See, that's not luck. That's skill. Skill, and a deliberate choice to involve me in this Contract thing. Only time can tell whether this is a loss or gain for me.

Of course, I'm a big hypocrite, so I still pray to Lady Luck every second. I hope I get a power that will make her smile upon me. I could always use some luck.

You know, like how even a broken clock is right twice a day, a stacked deck of cards is fair game if its purpose is to be used as a weapon of some kind. Or so the saying goes. I'm in a jovial mood. This is the superpower jackpot for me. I remember I tried going as Gambit for Halloween once and put like, fucking glitter on a bunch of cards or something so that it'd look cooler when I tried to throw them. Sans the glitter, I now have a (as far as I've discovered) infinite deck of cards that hurt like a truck when it reaches its target. These Contracts really are something, huh. I seem to be able to control the order of the cards without thinking, though to keep my mind sharp I've been doing the motions anyway. And I am not risking losing these at any table. 

The jokers have been taken out though. I don't really play anything that uses them so it'd harsh my vibes.