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exsilium MODS ([personal profile] initiates) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2014-01-31 02:48 pm
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Operation: Roll Out

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.
oversleeps: i think i found something in my tv screen. (● i think i found hell)

[personal profile] oversleeps 2014-02-10 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ a slow exhale. it's funny. he hadn't even realized he was holding his breath, there. ]

It doesn't matter who she was. You aren't her. [ only... a lot like her. a pause, and then he adds: ] I still want to know.
miscreant: ({ and the damned; ❄)

[personal profile] miscreant 2014-02-10 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Good. Then we understand one another.

[Aka, this shit is gonna stop. RIGHT? She's still not answering that question. Her life is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.]
oversleeps: that's all there is to see here. (● we're just all red inside)

aka nope, wrong

[personal profile] oversleeps 2014-02-10 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ no response. marduk shuts his eyes, then sits up, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. he is way too hungover for this shit. if he had his way, he wouldn't have left the damn bed until they forced everyone home. but this...

heh. actually, if he thinks about it-- it's funny that he got caught, so to speak. that might account for the half a smile he has when he glances over at seviilia, finally willing to make eye contact again. ]
I doubt that.
miscreant: ({ in the dark; ❄)

boy you cruisin for a bruisin

[personal profile] miscreant 2014-02-10 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She merely snorts, a cloud of frost brief in front of her face before she turns and walks away from him, leaving him a path to the door. She still doesn't really get the curiosity, but if she's being honest, she only cares because she doesn't understand.

And since he's so hell bent on keeping the information from her, the only winning move is not to play. She's not sure when she subconsciously started scratching behind her right ear, but she continues until she makes it to the other side of the room, at which point she stops offering Marduk any sort of response and her arms fold across her chest.]
oversleeps: i think i found something in my tv screen. (● i think i found hell)

kiss :*

[personal profile] oversleeps 2014-02-10 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ alright, alright. it looks like it's definitely time to go. marduk slides off the bed, flicking on the emitter as he goes. standing takes a lot of effort. walking, even more so. through some miracle, he makes it to door; he pauses there with it half open, hanging off of it for support as he looks back.

even with the wounds-- a number of them caused by him-- his hunch was right, before. ]
You do look nice. [ he's gonna stick by that. ]
miscreant: ({ i can feel you falling away; ❄)

[personal profile] miscreant 2014-02-10 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't answer this time. Her shoulders relax a little, but her eyes aren't taken off whatever she is looking at out of the window. Her lids lower just a bit and her jaw twitches, but whatever had been on her mind as a response never comes.

The only action that follows is the removal of the small golden earring, which she proceeds to roll around in her palm quietly.

Seviilia has only had a few regrets in her life that she could remember. Stopping at that roulette table is definitely going on that list.]
oversleeps: that's all there is to see here. (● we're just all red inside)

[personal profile] oversleeps 2014-02-10 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ CALL ME ]
miscreant: ({ leave me here forever; ❄)

[personal profile] miscreant 2014-02-10 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Maybe.]