【 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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"Yeah, of course I've been eating! Or I'd have died. It's been like, two months. Three?" Luffy squints, at the middle distance, trying to remember, but he's not exactly the Details Guy, so he gives up immediately. He's about to drag Zoro over to the buffet tables so he can eat and definitely not just so Luffy him can grab a casual fifth helping, but suddenly he's getting marched to a quiet corner by his poor, harried First Mate. He glances around like a tourist the whole walk over, somewhat ruining the effect, but he's just happy to have Zoro there and he can't stop grinning. "Sanji and Nami are here, and Shanks... and Bugsy!" He definitely shouldn't sound cheerful about the last (incorrect, admittedly) name on that list, but everything is water under the bridge for Luffy: he is chronically incapable of holding a grudge. And he's got renewed hope now of seeing Usopp next, so it's hard not to feel pretty optimistic. "Well, I haven't seen them here here, but I'm sure they'll come. Nami never misses a party!" There's too many fine folks to rob blind, obviously.
Then they're in the surprisingly quiet corner, and the other guests are politely looking away for the most part, because usually when a pair shuffles off to the fringes of a party in the Golden Peacock it is to do more than talk. Luffy blinks a bit like a deer in the headlights, mostly because he didn't expect the follow up questions: he certainly hadn't bothered to ask them himself, he'd just accepted the weird new adventure for whatever it happened to be, and, well... whatever Nami and Sanji tried to tell him about the place had gone in one ear and out the other. "Um," his eyes cut to the side, a bit like he's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "It's a mystery?" It is to him!!!
Then, in a rush like he's been holding it in: "You look really cool!" It is a very nice suit. "I missed you, Zoro." If he's not careful he's going to get hugged again, honestly.
"Three months!?" Zoro nearly shouts it, but he remembers last minute that they should be trying not to attract attention. Those pesky ghost hands might be around, after all. "I just got here, how does that even work?" He makes a face - surely he would have noticed if Luffy was gone for three months. "What have you been doing all this time?"
His eyes go wide as Luffy rattles off most of their crew, his idol, and the strangest villain Zoro has ever met. "That clown's here?" He huffs like this is a personal problem, though secretly he's grateful to hear that their navigator is also around here somewhere. That's good. Nami will come up with a plan to escape.
It's a mystery. Three words that dash his hopes to the elegantly tiled ground. Good thing (?) he doesn't get a chance to dwell on it.
A hug would have been easier to deal with than Luffy's heartfelt declaration. Luffy has hugged Zoro before. He can roll with that. On the other hand, he's never had to respond to verbal affection from his captain. "Thank you," he says with a nod, referring to the compliment about his suit. It is a nice suit. "You look cool, too." He's not lying about this - the colorful beads of Luffy's outfit do stand out to him. He clears his throat, trying to think of how to respond. What he comes up with is a simple, "Okay." He may as well have just said thank you again.
"No idea." Now, why does Luffy sound so blasé about that? Honestly. He tips his head back, consulting the ceiling like it has the answers to what he's been up to the last few months. He hasn't really been keeping track, himself. "Well, lots of people got turned into monsters for awhile, that was cool! Then everything got really cold. There was snow! Have you ever seen snow?" The extremely tropical Dawn Island where Luffy grew up never saw a singular snowflake to his recollection, even its mountains weren't high enough for the peaks to freeze. He had a lot of fun, and also definitely gave Sanji and Nami a lot to worry about wrt frostbite, the big idiot.
"Oh! And everyone's had a lot of sex." He probably should have opened with that, but honestly, it doesn't feel like a big deal to Luffy who rolls with punches well beyond the point of absurdity. It's just that it hadn't felt strange at all to fall into bed with Nami and Sanji: he wanted them to join his crew because he'd been so fascinated by them (and Zoro, and Usopp), he finds them impressive in their own ways, and fun in every way, and he likes spending time with them. Sex, it turns out, is just another way to spend time! "Sanji and I stay in Nami's room, it's so cool! I'll take you there."
A beat. "After we eat!" And Luffy is Luffy, so he's not offended by the tepid response to his gushing. He even runs a hand down his own suit jacket, beaming, like Zoro doesn't look a little like he's about to die of embarrassment on the spot. (One of the beads barely hanging on makes a little ping noise as it gives up the ghost hits the ground. Oops!) "Thanks!" He immediately loops his arm through Zoro's without so much as a by your leave, and starts dragging him towards the buffet table, if Zoro lets him. "They've got booze too, and lots of it." See? Luffy's got you, Zoro. A Captain takes care of his crew!!
"Turned into monsters...?" Zoro mouths the words quietly, confused and a little alarmed by all the bombs Luffy is casually dropping. He should be used to following along with his captain's stream of consciousness manner of speaking by now, but coupled with his confusion about the resort, it's a little too much today. "I... have." He nods slowly, briefly recalling the times he'd tracked down a pirate through snowcapped hills far away from home.
He's even farther away now.
"...what!?" Zoro stares at Luffy, sure that he's misheard him. Luffy must have meant something else, with the way he's always mispronouncing important things like Wado Ichimonji. What rhymes with 'had a lot of sex'?
"Why?" The question comes out before he can decide if he really wants to know the answer. "Are you guys in love or something?" Because he assumes Luffy means just among the three of them, and not... everyone else, too. Maybe they are all in love if they're playing house together in Nami's room. It makes him feel a twinge of something he isn't familiar with. He pointedly does not inspect this feeling.
"What do you mean, she has a room? Why does she have a room here?" Oh, he has so many questions. Enough that he forgets to protest, simply allowing Luffy to lead him towards the food. He looks at the decadent spread suspiciously. "Maybe this is all laced with aphrodisiacs," he says, raising his eyebrows at Luffy like that might explain the lots of sex they've apparently been having. He pauses at the mention of booze, sorely tempted. The stress is making it real hard to resist. "Maybe just one drink," he relents reluctantly, grabbing a bottle of beer and popping the cap off with his teeth. He takes a big chug, nevermind that he's now drinking on an empty stomach. He's sure it'll be fine.
Luffy grabs two new plates, since he foisted the one he'd been snacking off of onto someone random a moment ago, and he starts stacking Zoro's plate just as high as his even though Zoro has not actually agreed to having anything to eat yet. That's a minor detail! Luffy at least picks out the stuff he sees Zoro gravitating towards at mealtimes on the Merry, though the sort of straightforward and simple foods he usually goes for are terribly lavish and gourmet at the Phoenix Casino, even moreso than what Sanji regularly makes for them... and that's saying something.
He seems totally unphased by Zoro's shock. Unfortunately for his poor First Mate, Luffy is more than happy to answer immediately. "Well, it's fun!" To him, it's that simple. He doesn't have any of the normal, societal shame or fascination attached to sex that most people do, because he was essentially left to be a wild child on Dawn Island growing up. The only person around him enough that he could have conceivably learned those hang-ups from them was even more feral than him, and never developed any of them either. Thanks, Garp? Either way, he holds out Zoro's plate to him with a completely unabashed smile. "Yeah, of course! I love all of you guys." More heartfelt declarations, because apparently his swordsman hasn't suffered enough. Sorry Zoro!
He laughs, taking advantage of Zoro's current overwhelmed state to herd him towards one of the many tables next, snagging another beer off the buffet spread with one extra long arm just in case. He's never seen Zoro have just one drink before! "You'll get a room too, it just takes a couple days. None of the other rooms are as cool as Nami's, though." It's insane in there, and even if he and Nami and Sanji hadn't already fooled around on most suitable surfaces in the place (and some distinctly unsuitable surfaces too), it would still be his favorite spot in the whole resort. "You have to live with us too. I haven't gone back to my room in forever!" He should probably phrase that as a request (and like, consult Nami first), but obviously he won't, because he refuses to conceive of a world where Zoro is around but isn't with them. That's his First Mate, and they're together until they achieve their dreams or die trying, he already said so.
Anyway, he gets about halfway through stuffing a fancy little date filled with goat cheese and wrapped in bacon into his mouth before he thinks to ask: "Laced with aphra- uh, what now?"
Zoro chooses the path of least resistance and lets himself be herded to a table. He's glad to see that Luffy's devil fruit powers are still intact here - he supposes they can't take that away like they did his sword. "I don't mean that kind of love," he says with a tired sigh, although even the idea of saying he loves his friends in a perfectly platonic way seems foreign to him. He supposes it could be true, but his concept of love is immature and focused on the most common representation of romantic love. Growing up an orphan without many friends means his crew are really the first people he's connected enough with to even possibly feel these things for.
Good thing there isn't time for a philosophical crisis about all the different kinds of love right now. Luffy is trying to make him eat, and he really doesn't think he should. He manages to grab an empty wine bucket from a table they're passing by, setting it on the floor by his feet as he takes a seat. Ever so casually, so as not to draw Luffy's attention to it. He hums and nods as he listens to his captain talk about their navigator's suite. "Okay." If he gets his own space, he isn't sure he'll really bunk with the others - won't it get crowded? He doesn't understand yet how 'cool' as a description is woefully inadequate for their resident queen's accommodations. But he doesn't see sense in arguing with Luffy about it; they'll figure it all out later.
He watches the other man eat with a mildly amused expression, then snorts at his question. "Stuff that makes you really want to pound someone's brains out." A simple answer. Hopefully there's no way Luffy can misinterpret that.
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Then they're in the surprisingly quiet corner, and the other guests are politely looking away for the most part, because usually when a pair shuffles off to the fringes of a party in the Golden Peacock it is to do more than talk. Luffy blinks a bit like a deer in the headlights, mostly because he didn't expect the follow up questions: he certainly hadn't bothered to ask them himself, he'd just accepted the weird new adventure for whatever it happened to be, and, well... whatever Nami and Sanji tried to tell him about the place had gone in one ear and out the other. "Um," his eyes cut to the side, a bit like he's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "It's a mystery?" It is to him!!!
Then, in a rush like he's been holding it in: "You look really cool!" It is a very nice suit. "I missed you, Zoro." If he's not careful he's going to get hugged again, honestly.
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His eyes go wide as Luffy rattles off most of their crew, his idol, and the strangest villain Zoro has ever met. "That clown's here?" He huffs like this is a personal problem, though secretly he's grateful to hear that their navigator is also around here somewhere. That's good. Nami will come up with a plan to escape.
It's a mystery. Three words that dash his hopes to the elegantly tiled ground. Good thing (?) he doesn't get a chance to dwell on it.
A hug would have been easier to deal with than Luffy's heartfelt declaration. Luffy has hugged Zoro before. He can roll with that. On the other hand, he's never had to respond to verbal affection from his captain. "Thank you," he says with a nod, referring to the compliment about his suit. It is a nice suit. "You look cool, too." He's not lying about this - the colorful beads of Luffy's outfit do stand out to him. He clears his throat, trying to think of how to respond. What he comes up with is a simple, "Okay." He may as well have just said thank you again.
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"Oh! And everyone's had a lot of sex." He probably should have opened with that, but honestly, it doesn't feel like a big deal to Luffy who rolls with punches well beyond the point of absurdity. It's just that it hadn't felt strange at all to fall into bed with Nami and Sanji: he wanted them to join his crew because he'd been so fascinated by them (and Zoro, and Usopp), he finds them impressive in their own ways, and fun in every way, and he likes spending time with them. Sex, it turns out, is just another way to spend time! "Sanji and I stay in Nami's room, it's so cool! I'll take you there."
A beat. "After we eat!" And Luffy is Luffy, so he's not offended by the tepid response to his gushing. He even runs a hand down his own suit jacket, beaming, like Zoro doesn't look a little like he's about to die of embarrassment on the spot. (One of the beads barely hanging on makes a little ping noise as it gives up the ghost hits the ground. Oops!) "Thanks!" He immediately loops his arm through Zoro's without so much as a by your leave, and starts dragging him towards the buffet table, if Zoro lets him. "They've got booze too, and lots of it." See? Luffy's got you, Zoro. A Captain takes care of his crew!!
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He's even farther away now.
"...what!?" Zoro stares at Luffy, sure that he's misheard him. Luffy must have meant something else, with the way he's always mispronouncing important things like Wado Ichimonji. What rhymes with 'had a lot of sex'?
"Why?" The question comes out before he can decide if he really wants to know the answer. "Are you guys in love or something?" Because he assumes Luffy means just among the three of them, and not... everyone else, too. Maybe they are all in love if they're playing house together in Nami's room. It makes him feel a twinge of something he isn't familiar with. He pointedly does not inspect this feeling.
"What do you mean, she has a room? Why does she have a room here?" Oh, he has so many questions. Enough that he forgets to protest, simply allowing Luffy to lead him towards the food. He looks at the decadent spread suspiciously. "Maybe this is all laced with aphrodisiacs," he says, raising his eyebrows at Luffy like that might explain the lots of sex they've apparently been having. He pauses at the mention of booze, sorely tempted. The stress is making it real hard to resist. "Maybe just one drink," he relents reluctantly, grabbing a bottle of beer and popping the cap off with his teeth. He takes a big chug, nevermind that he's now drinking on an empty stomach. He's sure it'll be fine.
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He seems totally unphased by Zoro's shock. Unfortunately for his poor First Mate, Luffy is more than happy to answer immediately. "Well, it's fun!" To him, it's that simple. He doesn't have any of the normal, societal shame or fascination attached to sex that most people do, because he was essentially left to be a wild child on Dawn Island growing up. The only person around him enough that he could have conceivably learned those hang-ups from them was even more feral than him, and never developed any of them either. Thanks, Garp? Either way, he holds out Zoro's plate to him with a completely unabashed smile. "Yeah, of course! I love all of you guys." More heartfelt declarations, because apparently his swordsman hasn't suffered enough. Sorry Zoro!
He laughs, taking advantage of Zoro's current overwhelmed state to herd him towards one of the many tables next, snagging another beer off the buffet spread with one extra long arm just in case. He's never seen Zoro have just one drink before! "You'll get a room too, it just takes a couple days. None of the other rooms are as cool as Nami's, though." It's insane in there, and even if he and Nami and Sanji hadn't already fooled around on most suitable surfaces in the place (and some distinctly unsuitable surfaces too), it would still be his favorite spot in the whole resort. "You have to live with us too. I haven't gone back to my room in forever!" He should probably phrase that as a request (and like, consult Nami first), but obviously he won't, because he refuses to conceive of a world where Zoro is around but isn't with them. That's his First Mate, and they're together until they achieve their dreams or die trying, he already said so.
Anyway, he gets about halfway through stuffing a fancy little date filled with goat cheese and wrapped in bacon into his mouth before he thinks to ask: "Laced with aphra- uh, what now?"
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Good thing there isn't time for a philosophical crisis about all the different kinds of love right now. Luffy is trying to make him eat, and he really doesn't think he should. He manages to grab an empty wine bucket from a table they're passing by, setting it on the floor by his feet as he takes a seat. Ever so casually, so as not to draw Luffy's attention to it. He hums and nods as he listens to his captain talk about their navigator's suite. "Okay." If he gets his own space, he isn't sure he'll really bunk with the others - won't it get crowded? He doesn't understand yet how 'cool' as a description is woefully inadequate for their resident queen's accommodations. But he doesn't see sense in arguing with Luffy about it; they'll figure it all out later.
He watches the other man eat with a mildly amused expression, then snorts at his question. "Stuff that makes you really want to pound someone's brains out." A simple answer. Hopefully there's no way Luffy can misinterpret that.