【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our parking garage for all new arrivals. We aim to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience!
All are invited to There Is No Tomorrow, a Phoenix Casino soiree to celebrate our beloved guests. The festivities will begin at 1800 hours on January 20th and end at 1800 hours on January 27th. Please look forward to 168 hours of delight.
In an effort to raise happiness and encourage better guest relationships, attendance is required. The house will assist guests that are too shy to appear of their own accord. Please note that black tie attire is mandatory. As always, we hope you enjoy your stay! 】
PARKING GARAGE
ANY CAR IN A STORM
PHOENIX CASINO HALL
WELCOME TO THE NEXT 168 HOURS
Phoenix Casino is a-flutter with activity and packed to the beak with guests. As a famously ever-changing space, the staff would be remiss if they didn't deck the crown jewel of the Golden Peacock out. The casino glitters from top to bottom, shining brighter than diamonds, rubies, sapphires, opals! Party-goers are shiny and glamorous with picture perfect makeup, fluttering gowns, and sharp suits. Card tables are packed and the slot machines are a-ringing as guests play, play, play! Prizes, luxury, booze, attractive people, it's the place that everyone wants to be at.
Those people being dragged inside by some invisible force...? Silly, they were so excited to come that their bodies moved before they realized what was happening. Those are struggles of joy and definitely not the casino's infamous ghost hands dragging unwilling guests to the party at the behest of the house. Look, they're literally hurling their bodies at the card tables with unrestrained glee!
All clocks indicating day hours and night hours have been removed from the casino. Once a guest has entered, their Watch will jam, making it impossible to keep track of the time. You don't need to worry about that tonight.
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[ nope this is his 1/4 of the blanket thanks, you already have too much of it. And to emphasize that point, he drags it back with considerable stubbornness. Potentially stealing whatever bit the noisy stranger is hoarding as well. ]
Kinky. You could have at least bought me a coffee first. [ This place has been such a bad influence. ] I'm not blind, I'm hungover as hell.
You could tell me who you are, you know. Since you insist on being so noisy when I'm trying to keep my head from cracking apart. [ He's not typically this verbose in the morning, either. Hungover or not. He's blaming it on the lingering effects of all those energy drinks. ] Or being a tease with all the offers of biting. It's just polite. Especially when you're clearly a blanket hog.
[ it's a different flavor of disdain when sylvain's speech tilts flirtatious. honestly, if the circumstances were just slightly different, fig might have happily played along (until his attention inevitably drifted) but as it stands what might have amused fig a different day now only further irks him. he hasn't nearly as much strength as the larger man beside him does, but he still puts his all in those tugs back. these are his blankets until he decides he's done with them, thankyouverymuch. ]
You've been told you were charming before, haven't you.
[ he sniffs, turning up his nose. ]
Probably once, and probably said under extreme duress. I would lean on your other, actual qualities.
[ he does sylvain a great service by sparing a moment to consider this. ]
[ Sylvain squints one eye open at that. Great. He's down to two noisy spinny figures taunting him. he's pretty sure that's still wrong, unless he'd somehow landed himself in bed with identical twins.
...Granted, that's happened before, but they were a lot more enthusiastic than this. ]
I happen to be very charming, thanks. When it's not ass-o'clock in the morning. [ Is it? Who knows. It's not like this place has real windows.
It feels like ass-o'clock in the morning, though. That's his story and he's sticking to it. ]
Did you just call me pretty? That almost makes up for you being a blanket hog.
[ the twins give sylvain a withering sort of look, and any grace he felt like giving the other man immediately disappears like the rest of his patience. ]
I said you would be easy to spot in a crowd.
[ his eyes flick up towards that wild mop of red hair trying to fight itself to stay on sylvain's head. he alluded to something a little more positive than just that, of course, but now he feels much more inclined to be contrary. not the least because the man still won't acknowledge his rightful claim on these blankets. ]
Don't whine. The blankets are the least of what you owe me, considering you take up more than half the bed.
[ Sylvain takes the statement with an easy grin either way. He has no problem turning that around to his benefit, after all. Even if the twins are giving him a look he's all too familiar with.
...Which he. Just takes as encouragement to keep being annoying. Of course. ]
Considering this might be my bed, I feel that's only fair. [ Might be? He doesn't sound so sure about that. ]
[ not that he would if it were actually sylvain's bed, but the redhead can probably glean that much from this short conversation alone.
he rearranges what sheets he's managed to keep to himself neatly over his lap... not out of any real sense of propriety, but mostly because he rather likes to keep the heat trapped where it is. nice and cozy. ]
How do you figure this happened, then? Did we fuck? [ he squints briefly, attempting to recall the events of the night before. ] No, that doesn't seem right... You've kidnapped me, then.
[ Sylvain just lifts his hand to wave away that statement - literally. ]
It's only a maybe because they changed my room on me again so this is probably mine - especially if you don't have a room yet.
[ He's heard all the wildcards have 'cars' instead, whatever that means. The staff never do well with the new arrivals and overbookings. This has got to be better than all of them waking up naked in someone's bathroom though, right? ]
And no, I didn't kidnap you. I don't remember getting returned here either. Maybe you kidnapped me. You do seem the possessive hoarder type. [ He casts a pointed glance at the blankets. ]
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Kinky. You could have at least bought me a coffee first. [ This place has been such a bad influence. ] I'm not blind, I'm hungover as hell.
You could tell me who you are, you know. Since you insist on being so noisy when I'm trying to keep my head from cracking apart. [ He's not typically this verbose in the morning, either. Hungover or not. He's blaming it on the lingering effects of all those energy drinks. ] Or being a tease with all the offers of biting. It's just polite. Especially when you're clearly a blanket hog.
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You've been told you were charming before, haven't you.
[ he sniffs, turning up his nose. ]
Probably once, and probably said under extreme duress. I would lean on your other, actual qualities.
[ he does sylvain a great service by sparing a moment to consider this. ]
You have pleasant coloring.
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...Granted, that's happened before, but they were a lot more enthusiastic than this. ]
I happen to be very charming, thanks. When it's not ass-o'clock in the morning. [ Is it? Who knows. It's not like this place has real windows.
It feels like ass-o'clock in the morning, though. That's his story and he's sticking to it. ]
Did you just call me pretty? That almost makes up for you being a blanket hog.
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I said you would be easy to spot in a crowd.
[ his eyes flick up towards that wild mop of red hair trying to fight itself to stay on sylvain's head. he alluded to something a little more positive than just that, of course, but now he feels much more inclined to be contrary. not the least because the man still won't acknowledge his rightful claim on these blankets. ]
Don't whine. The blankets are the least of what you owe me, considering you take up more than half the bed.
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[ Sylvain takes the statement with an easy grin either way. He has no problem turning that around to his benefit, after all. Even if the twins are giving him a look he's all too familiar with.
...Which he. Just takes as encouragement to keep being annoying. Of course. ]
Considering this might be my bed, I feel that's only fair. [ Might be? He doesn't sound so sure about that. ]
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[ not that he would if it were actually sylvain's bed, but the redhead can probably glean that much from this short conversation alone.
he rearranges what sheets he's managed to keep to himself neatly over his lap... not out of any real sense of propriety, but mostly because he rather likes to keep the heat trapped where it is. nice and cozy. ]
How do you figure this happened, then? Did we fuck? [ he squints briefly, attempting to recall the events of the night before. ] No, that doesn't seem right... You've kidnapped me, then.
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It's only a maybe because they changed my room on me again so this is probably mine - especially if you don't have a room yet.
[ He's heard all the wildcards have 'cars' instead, whatever that means. The staff never do well with the new arrivals and overbookings. This has got to be better than all of them waking up naked in someone's bathroom though, right? ]
And no, I didn't kidnap you. I don't remember getting returned here either. Maybe you kidnapped me. You do seem the possessive hoarder type. [ He casts a pointed glance at the blankets. ]