Operation: Roll Out

[initiates]

Date & Time: January 31st - February 4th, Present Day Exsilium Time
Location: Neo Las Vegas, in what formerly was called Turkey.
Characters: All Transports!
Summary: Transports have been sent to Neo Las Vegas to gather information on the origin point of the United Earth and the UE AI. Conference sabotage and the rest is expected and invited!
Warnings: Gambling and alcoholic beverages quite likely! Please PM the mod account for anything else.

By day, the landscape isn't desert, precisely, so much as it is dry. Winter's settled in and found in the biting chill of the wind when it finds you standing on the street. Hovercars and taxis thrum down the cobblestone streets, cavorting and honking like a noisy crowd of inelegant, overweight geese. Men walk by on stilts half in make-up, on their way back to their stage for the next night. Walks of shame are taken proudly in this district, one of the few approved and sanctioned vacation zones in the United Earth.

Evidence of law enforcement can be found all around, but they seem altogether too pleased to be there too. Talk with any one of them about crime rates, and they're liable to laugh at the idea. Those who come to gamble know the house is rigged to win. It's not about making or breaking the bank -- people whose funds dip too low are politely escorted back to their rooms and given a set of normal playing cards -- but it is about enjoyment.

Of the flesh too, and it'd be difficult to find anyone working in Neo Las Vegas who suffers from modesty, or anyone visiting who seems unwilling to politely ask visitors and staff if they'd like to keep them company for the night. In fact, Transports may find themselves needing to turn down multiple such requests! The refusal is always taken well. These are people looking to have a good time, and that's all.

No chance taken, nothing gained, right?

At night, the city really comes alive, the lights in all the hotels and casinos turning the Neo Las Vegas Strip into a carnival of sensation. Drinks and recreational drugs are freely passed around, men and women engage in a variety of sexual and other hedonistic excesses without regret, and the beautiful interiors and ostentatious or playful exteriors of the buildings hide and reveal a rich tapestry of events, delectables, and desires waiting to be fulfilled.

Neo Las Vegas is a fun place, and it is a safe place, and it is Where the Conferences For Our Future Are Made. Playtime is on, gang.

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris glances over at the mass of people, frowning.]

I do not know. I am...not well versed in mingling. That is something Varric is far better at.

[Actually, it's something all the group is far better at. Than them. This was a terrible idea.]

[yourdistraction]

[ Curses, thinking of her friends back in Thedas makes the munchies return, and she digs around in her wallet for another biscuit. Yes, she has biscuits just lying in her wallet. There's not that much else in there, even. Classy elf is classy.

But it wasn't like she could walk in with a backpack or satchel, could she? Being fashionable is quite difficult. She's so glad she's not an elite in Kirkwall now. ]

Pretend you're Varric! Maybe we should have gotten you some ale first; I suppose you would have to be drunk to act so loose.

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris turns his attention to her and her biscuit munching.] How many o those did you bring?

Drinking does not make me act like Varric. [He only smiles a little more and then throws bottles at walls.] I do not think even at my best I could achieve the people skills he uses on a daily basis.

[yourdistraction]

Six. It seemed silly not to bring a snack, when who knows how long this could take? Especially with a delay. Do you want one?

[ Merrill snaps open the fancy, and now crumb-filled wallet, to hold out and offer some. He'd given her shelter and food once, hadn't he? Never mind that she is truly waiting for him to kill her in her sleep for using his blood in her magic. Companions don't have to be friends. ]

And I suppose you're right. He said that is the sort of thing you're born with, but he and Isabela always try to teach me tricks anyhow. They seem to be contradicting themselves.

[wolfuncaged]

[Merrill is that even a place where you should keep food. He wrinkles his nose at the offering.]

No. I do not. You keep them to yourself.

[At least he tried to keep largely neutral tones this time instead of 'I found you at the bottom of my shoe and can't find anything to scrape you off with' sort of tones.]

If you know some tricks, then why do you not attempt to talk with these people?

[It might be marginally amusing to watch.]

[yourdistraction]

[ CRUNCH. ]

N-no! I mean. We should wait just a little bit longer perhaps, in case it's starting soon.

[wolfuncaged]

Not so easy when you must do it for yourself, is it?

[Look he was nice for like five whole minutes.]

[yourdistraction]

[ Rude. ]

What is that supposed to mean? I don't need Hawke or Isabela to speak for me!

[wolfuncaged]

You very often do, unless of course you are talking about magic, then you can speak for yourself at great length.

[yourdistraction]

[ Huff huff! ]

Well, what about you! Unless it's insulting magic, you don't seem to have much to offer yourself.

[wolfuncaged]

[It sure is folded arms time.]

I have plenty to offer, and speak of many things, I just have never seen reason to speak of them to you.

[yourdistraction]

[ It sure is hands on hips time. ]

Only to Hawke, is it? You know, there are others who care about you, Fenris! Others who look out for you, whether or not you appreciate it.

[wolfuncaged]

[He gives a scoff. Even after all the years they've quested together, he still has all the trust issues in the world.]

What? Like you?

[yourdistraction]

Yes!

[ Oh whoops, someone's staring. She quickly lowers her voice. ]

Yes. We could be friends, if you would ever stop being so stubborn.

[wolfuncaged]

[That gets a loud scoff, despite all the staring.]

So I am the only one at fault here, am I? It has nothing to do with your blood magic?

[yourdistraction]

[ Holy crapsauce, his response nearly causes her to flail, but she stops short of covering his mouth. Because she doesn't want to lose her hand. She has no shame over what she does, but she does know when and where to talk about blood magic! ]

I did what I had to in order to save you, and I would do it again!

[wolfuncaged]

[Wise move, he's probably just slice it off there and then and ruin everything.]

I did not need to be saved by that, I do not need my life tainted with it more than it already is.

[yourdistraction]

I won't apologize for doing everything in my power to help a companion. You are the one with the problem, not me.

[ Merrill sniffs almost haughtily before she turns and stalks off to find a seat. She'll show him, she'll talk to people! ]

[wolfuncaged]

I have a problem for a good reason.

[He's going to watch this, were he from the right world and time period, he'd wish he had a camera. But he isn't, and doesn't, so instead, he glowers.]

[yourdistraction]

[ It seems to be going well! ...Until two people suddenly get up from their seats to walk away, leaving Merrill red-cheeked and left to sit there awkwardly, too proud to turn tail and scurry back to Fenris. She doesn't even look at him, hoping and wishing that he did his little indignant thing and found somewhere else to sit.

If wishes were horses. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Not when there's gloating to be had! He'll wander in her direction.]

You were saying?

[yourdistraction]

[ Glare!!! ]

At least I tried.

[wolfuncaged]

And did so well, too. [SMUG.]

[yourdistraction]

[ If she was Anders she'd probably have punched him by now. ]

Must you be so rude about it? It isn't as if it benefits you any for me to be unsuccessful. Or did you forget we are in this together?

[ Idiot. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Ugh. Togetherness.]

I can still enjoy watching your bragging come to nothing. [She wasn't even bragging you ass.]