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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[velveteened]

( he looks up with a blink, expression bemused. )

Does it matter what I do with my free time on a mission?

[anklets]

[Well-... mn. Knits her fingers, and her brow. The situation they've left behind on the moon has kept its grip on her.]

I've been running around for hours trying to keep track of everyone.

[velveteened]

Really? Sorry.

( never mind that he should know by now, as the list of people who'd worry after him only grows )

How's everyone else?

[anklets]

I don't know! They're all over this city!

[velveteened]

( r-reaches out to pat her shoulder )

I'm sure they're fine.

[anklets]

[With passion:] It's like babysitting.

[velveteened]

( pat pat )

You were going to look at one of those shops, right? Let's go together.

[anklets]

[She nods, some approval at last. He can't very well run out on her should she laden him down with clothes.]

There were some shoes I liked in that one, back there.

[velveteened]

Tell me what they looked like.

( it's with real attentiveness; less for the shoes and more for interest in what she likes )

[anklets]

[A real smile! Congratulations.]

They're sort of a pink colour, with little flowers printed on them.

[velveteened]

How cute! Something like that would look lovely on you.

[anklets]

[Neatly sidesteps the compliment, and cuffs him just as neatly. She has air-conditioned outlet stores to investigate, Oz Vessalius!]

They're three hundred dollars.

[velveteened]

( alright, alright, he gets moving!! )

Is that a lot?

( still getting the hang of us currency, unfortunately )

[anklets]

It's almost unthinkable.

[ ~future~ ]

[velveteened]

Aah, I see.

( he doesn't even joke that they steal them lest lenalee has a heart attack right there. )

Well, at least, you can show them to me.

[anklets]

You really want to see?

[velveteened]

Yes. Why wouldn't I?

( SOMETHING THAT MAKES LENALEE HAPPY )

[anklets]

I didn't think boys were that interested in clothes.

[Much less shoes, less still girly shoes.]

[velveteened]

It's not about being interested, myself, but if you like them, why wouldn't I want to go with you?

( a boy who, of his two playmates growing up, the one around most and longest was his baby sister )

[anklets]

[Oh, Oz. You will live to regret this kindness.]

Alright.

[ and with that, she trots onward, dragging him into recycled air and fluorescent lights-- not that different from the moon, honestly ]

[velveteened]

( not so different but quite different to even have the luxury of fresh air blown in behind them, still lingering in their lungs. he follows her dutifully, looking around the shop curiously. )

[anklets]

This way!

[She brightens the moment the scent and gleam of polished leather surround them. Isn't that funny?]

[velveteened]

( enough to make him smile a little, but hopefully while she's not looking.

SHOES.... )

[anklets]

[Who can say for sure?

She leads him to the leftmost window display and unnecessarily points to the shoes resting there.]

The heels guilty of catching my eye. They're pretty, aren't they?

THAT ICON IS SO CUTE

[velveteened]

They are pretty!

( look like a garden printed onto shoes, like the sorts of flowers that might grow on rainsworth grounds )