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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[anklets]

[ e-elbows him (gently) ]

Now, now.

[velveteened]

( he just laughs, undeterred )

What else do you like?

[anklets]

[Strikes her as a weird question to ask, eight months into a friendship, but then Lenalee realises she's rarely talked about what she likes to anyone, it's almost difficult for herself to recall.

Thinks on it a moment, then settles on:] Useful things.

[velveteened]

( he turns about, contemplative, brightens when his eyes light on something in particular; without another word, he ventures into a nook of the store and emerges carrying — a great big floppy hat. it's even black. )

How about this?

1/3

[anklets]

[anklets]

[anklets]

It. [ looks like someone melted one of the hats from home ] You should model it for me.

[velveteened]

Do you think so? It'd look better on you.

( but he had a huge, floppy hat on at the beach at gil's insistence, so it's not as though he's got any major problems with dropping it on his head, as he does now. )

[anklets]

[It oddly suits him, she thinks, and an interesting stillness falls over her. Oz has always cut a boyish figure, slim and small and bright-eyed in ways she imagines most girls would hope to be, but with the hat down over his ears, he's almost...]

Oh.

[velveteened]

Well? What do you think?

( he's kidding of course, totally unaware of her thoughts!!! )

1/3

[anklets]

Pr-

[anklets]

[anklets]

As I thought, it suits you!

[velveteened]

( he only laughs, pulls the hat off and then holds it out to her. he'd just drop it onto her head, but he knows very well how hard it is for lenalee to be caught, even in jest. )

I still think it'll suit you better.

[anklets]

[Fetches it from him, and spends a moment running her fingers over the material.]

I'm not particularly the hat-wearing sort.

[velveteened]

Well, your hair is beautiful.

( bright and matter-of-fact )

But it'd help with keeping the sun off your face, especially in a place like this.

[anklets]

[ gosh! swats him gently ] Enough with the flattery.

[velveteened]

( totally affronted! which is why he laughs, genuinely )

It's not flattery if it's true!

[anklets]

[She thinks he must either want something of her, or hopes to evade trouble if he butters her up enough.] No, then it's doubly so!

[velveteened]

( WOW CAN'T HE JUST BE NICE )

How does that work?

[anklets]

[She caught you flirting with a young girl, Vessalius. All compliments are summarily suspect.]

Because I actually feel flattered if you believe it's true.

[velveteened]

Oh, that's good!

( cheeky, him? )

[anklets]

You're still in trouble, you realise.

[velveteened]

( his attention is already caught by something else, and now he waves her over to a pretty printed shawl. )

Look at this!

[anklets]

[Hang on just one second, bucko!]

O-Oz!