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

[controlledvariable]

[It takes her a second, but then she's laughing.]

You're gonna get me in so much trouble. [And yet she's grinning.] Let's go find somewhere that'll sell us spray paint.

[quackery]

[She laughs in return, shaking her head.]

It was your idea in the first place, you can't blame this one on me! Do you have any idea where one would be, or should we just go in a random direction until we find some?

[controlledvariable]

I can definitely blame it on you.

[No, no she can't, but that won't stop her from trying.]

There used to be lots of street artists around Las Vegas that'd use spray paint, and they had to buy it from somewhere. I'm sure we'll find something if we wander for a bit.

[quackery]

But you shouldn't! Besides, you said there's nothing wrong with it, right?

[She nods, pointing to the right.]

How about that way first?

[controlledvariable]

Sure, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

[Said in the tone of there's definitely something wrong with it.

Regardless, she holds out her hand, wiggling her fingers just incase Ahiru doesn't realize that Steph is expecting her to hold her hand.]

Let's just not tell Saul.

[quackery]

[She takes her hand with a smile.]

My lips are sealed, then!

Have you ever been here before?

[controlledvariable]

[As soon as Ahiru's hand is in hers, Steph starts walking, kepeing an eye out for anywhere she thinks might sell them spray paint.]

Nah, my trips out to this side of the country were limited to San Francisco. Vegas never really interested me, but it turns out winning money is fun.

[WHO'D HAVE THOUGHT]

[quackery]

Oh, that's in - California, right? I've heard good things about that place! Do you like it?

[Another grin.]

How much money did you win?

[controlledvariable]

California, yeah. It's where one of our superhero teams are based, so I visited their HQ with my then-boyfriend a few times. It's a nice city.

[She didn't see as much as it as she might have liked, but maybe she'll get a chance for that some other time.]

Um... I think I've got about fifteen grand by now?

[sTEPH]

1/2

[quackery]

Oh, which team? And what was he like?

[quackery]

[steph??]

S-Stephanie!

[controlledvariable]

The Teen--

[Wait okay she's being admonished for something??]

What? Saul's been making about the same!

[She never should have been allowed to date someone who likes money as much as Saul does; he's a terrible influence.]

[quackery]

[She lets that second point go in favor of responding the first thing Steph says.]

Wait - are you talking about Tim? The Teen Titans?

[controlledvariable]

[open mouth

close mouth]

Wh--?

[THAT'S A YES]

[quackery]

I-- Tim Drake?

[controlledvariable]

You're fucking with me.

[STEPH DON'T SWEAR AROUND AHIRU.]

[quackery]

No! No, I wouldn't - how would I have known his name or the name of the group?

[controlledvariable]

[She has to let go of Ahiru's hand to flail a bit.]

You seriously know Tim? You know--

[Robin, but instead of saying the word she reaches out to touch his robin on her collarbone, the one colored red and black.]

[quackery]

Yeah! Or knew him, at least. That's so beautiful, Steph...

[A pause.]

You must love him. I'm sorry.

[controlledvariable]

[She shakes her head, smiling.]

What're you apologizing for? It's fine, I just can't believe I didn't realize you knew him.

[quackery]

I'm not apologizing, I'm being empathetic.

[But she smiles.]

He seemed like a good person to me.

[controlledvariable]

[Ahiru pls. Steph waves a hand to dimiss it.]

He's a good guy, yeah. Probably wouldn't have ended up where I am without him.

[Him and Cass, but still.]

[quackery]

How did you two meet?

[controlledvariable]

On a rooftop. He thought I was a supervillain, tackled me and tried to pin me down, so I hit him in the face with a brick.

[shrugs???

#true love]

[quackery]

[She pauses, but then remembers that the first time she met her boyfriend he called her a useless moron and then shut her in a door.]

I bet that makes a good story! Were you still together when you came here?