【 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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anyway, jing yuan does not stir when jiaoqiu leaves the bed - odd, really, considering his militaristic reflexes - but not only had the party exhausted him, the familiar scent of someone he knew nearby was more than enough to settle the alarm bells going off behind closed eyelids.
so on he sleeps, until a gentle voice rouses him, and jing yuan's eyes flicker open. ]
Ah, mm.. [ using his knuckles to wipe the sleep from his eyes, jing yuan chuckles, the sound sleepy and rough. ] .. I did not, good doctor. How nice it is to meet you again, Jiaoqiu-xiansheng.
[ Of course, even with Jiaoqiu's keen sense of smell and hearing to help him navigate, without the use of his eyes, he could barely speculate about who it is that he was sharing a bed with this morning. He had only stopped to listen to his companion's breathing long enough to determine it wasn't one of his close comrades. There is a familiar scent, there, something reminiscent of his time on the Luofu...but far be it from him to rouse his companion just to satisfy his curiosity. There will be time for that when he returns.
By the time he's back, his bedmate still hasn't risen, which certainly reminds him of a certain someone's disposition, which also stands in stark contrast to his own arbiter-general. Even so, he's nonetheless surprised to hear the voice of the Divine Foresight, and he can't help a disbelieving little chuckle himself. Really, what are the odds?
Then again, perhaps he should get used to betting against the odds, given where they've found themselves. ]
Ah, general! You must forgive my informality. I hadn't realized who I had the privilege of waking up next to. I'd suggest my cure for a hangover may make up for it, if the taste weren't so...distinct.
[ jing yuan waves one hand dismissively, smiling warmly - which jiaoqiu cannot see, of course, but hopefully he can hear it in his voice. ]
There is no need to stand on formality in a place like this, is there? Please call me Jing Yuan.
[ there's a low groan as jing yuan stretches luxuriously, then sits himself up - such a shame that jiaoqiu cannot appreciate his titties on display.. they're so juicy. placing his feet on the floor, he leans to look over the display of food, sniffing the congee with glee. ]
Thankfully I am in no need of medicine, I'm feeling quite good, the usual aches and complaints aside.
[ At least Jiaoqiu had the good fortune of perceiving the general before losing his eyesight, so his imagination can fill in the gaps. But he isn't thinking about Jing Yuan's bobbies anyway??? Probably. He's working!
Until Jing Yuan insists he's already well, which causes Jiaoqiu to tilt his head thoughtfully, setting down the teaspoon he'd been using to stir his concoction. ]
If I may, you do seem the type to hold your liquor well. Or is it that you abstained? That would be a remarkable show of restraint.
[ He's not one to drink recklessly himself, but after so many days straight of partying, even he needed a few more drinks than usual to make it through. ]
aftercare;
anyway, jing yuan does not stir when jiaoqiu leaves the bed - odd, really, considering his militaristic reflexes - but not only had the party exhausted him, the familiar scent of someone he knew nearby was more than enough to settle the alarm bells going off behind closed eyelids.
so on he sleeps, until a gentle voice rouses him, and jing yuan's eyes flicker open. ]
Ah, mm.. [ using his knuckles to wipe the sleep from his eyes, jing yuan chuckles, the sound sleepy and rough. ] .. I did not, good doctor. How nice it is to meet you again, Jiaoqiu-xiansheng.
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By the time he's back, his bedmate still hasn't risen, which certainly reminds him of a certain someone's disposition, which also stands in stark contrast to his own arbiter-general. Even so, he's nonetheless surprised to hear the voice of the Divine Foresight, and he can't help a disbelieving little chuckle himself. Really, what are the odds?
Then again, perhaps he should get used to betting against the odds, given where they've found themselves. ]
Ah, general! You must forgive my informality. I hadn't realized who I had the privilege of waking up next to. I'd suggest my cure for a hangover may make up for it, if the taste weren't so...distinct.
[ It's spicy af. ]
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[ jing yuan waves one hand dismissively, smiling warmly - which jiaoqiu cannot see, of course, but hopefully he can hear it in his voice. ]
There is no need to stand on formality in a place like this, is there? Please call me Jing Yuan.
[ there's a low groan as jing yuan stretches luxuriously, then sits himself up - such a shame that jiaoqiu cannot appreciate his titties on display.. they're so juicy. placing his feet on the floor, he leans to look over the display of food, sniffing the congee with glee. ]
Thankfully I am in no need of medicine, I'm feeling quite good, the usual aches and complaints aside.
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Until Jing Yuan insists he's already well, which causes Jiaoqiu to tilt his head thoughtfully, setting down the teaspoon he'd been using to stir his concoction. ]
If I may, you do seem the type to hold your liquor well. Or is it that you abstained? That would be a remarkable show of restraint.
[ He's not one to drink recklessly himself, but after so many days straight of partying, even he needed a few more drinks than usual to make it through. ]
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I did not abstain, no, but neither did I overindulge.
[ lifting a small bowl, he begins to fill it with scoops of delicious congee. ]
Though unlike your esteemed Arbiter-General Feixiao, I do hold my liquor rather better than most, I would say.