It seemed like a good idea at the time...

[maddeninghatter]

Date & Time: 2698, fin-de-millenium, just prior to the formation of the United Earth
Location: Las Vegas
Characters: Break, Kevin, Gilbert, Oz, Elliot, Alice, Allen, Lenalee, Rosette, Chrono, Chrysos
Summary: Fear and loathing
Warnings: Showgirls and Gilbert weeping.

The statement “Let’s go to Vegas” exists as the multiverse’s quintessential definition of, “well it seemed like a good idea at the time.” Even in this case, it really had, between zombies, insurrection, and the day to day tedium of life on the moon. Besides which, Xerxes Break has a new sentient (sentient-er) weapon, which in a stunning show of good judgement is too dangerous to test on the moonbase, nor in any concentration of people. Las Vegas, set against the backdrop of the vast, desolate Mojave desert, seemed to be a perfect choice.

When our heroes wink into existence, squinting against the early-morning desert sunshine, they’ll find themselves duly welcomed. Come play in the casino. When you feel a bit peckish, indulge in all you can eat. Take your winnings and go shopping; at night, take in a show. And if you’ve done really well gambling, unwind in a ridiculously luxurious suite.

…or is this how you’re spending the night?

Thirty-six hours in Vegas, what could possibly go wrong?

(ooc: feel free to start threads willy-nilly, name your time and place, threadjack and mingle)

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[bunnivore]

[ in alice's eyes, no other pair of shoes will ever beat the pair she owns, and no other place will win her over as quickly as the buffet could. however, curiosity is a strong influence and she will already be found staring at a pair of combat boots, imagining the damage that can be done with one fierce kick.

honestly, she can't be in the buffet 24/7... (and maybe she got kicked out). ]

[anklets]

[But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Alice the... sun...

Lenalee reserves no haste in warming herself to it.]

Alice!

[bunnivore]

[ tearing her eyes away from the boots, alice turns toward the calling of her name. the kicking fantasy also shattered. ]

Oh. You!

[ she never did catch her name. ]

[anklets]

[ oz u need to do better

hel..pfully: ] Lenalee...

[bunnivore]

[ yes, good. let's blame oz. she repeats lenalee's name in her mind, but doesn't acknowledge it out loud. politely addressing someone's names isn't her thing and unless you're sharon rainsworth that probably wouldn't change. ]

So you're interested in these too, huh?

[ these = the shoes. ]

[anklets]

Oh- yes. [ surprisingly girlish, beneath all that war-grime ] I'm afraid I've never had much opportunity to go shoe-shopping before, so I thought maybe I'd sneak a look while scrounging up my friends.

[bunnivore]

All of them?

[ there's a blatant yet unsaid 'why' in those words. ]

[anklets]

They get into awful trouble when left to themselves.

[bunnivore]

Isn't that boring. They're all everywhere right?

[ ... ]

I can't even find Oz.

[anklets]

[ dammit. she'd thought, out of everyone... ]

Nor I. He's awfully small, and this place is awfully large...

[bunnivore]

Tch, whatever.

[ she'll just kick him when she finally sees him. ]

I'll just buy a new pair of boots to stomp him with! How dare that stupid man-servant grow taller without me anyways?

[anklets]

Well, it's an unavoidable thing...

[bunnivore]

I don't care. It's just proof that he's always running off without me all the time.

[ ah, yes. perhaps it isn't the new height difference that's actually bothering her. perhaps his growth, as well as the fact that she has to look up a little higher to meet his eyes constantly reminds her of all those months she missed while he was here.



or it's mostly the height. she points to a pair of boots with 4-inch heels. ]

I want those!

[anklets]

[This smile is, perhaps, somewhat knowing before she amps up the cheer. Chances to be unapologetic ally girly do not come often.]

I've never been terribly fond of boots with heels, myself, [ ha ha ] but I think they'd suit you!

[bunnivore]

[ she clutches onto them before sitting down, deciding to try them on and experience a new height. ]

Well, what do you like then?

[anklets]

[Grins! She's really quite interested in how these boots look on Alice, despite what she'd said.]

Stilettos.

[bunnivore]

What's a stiletto?

[ she knows it's a word for a shoe but it sounds kinda yummy. ]