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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!
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(but as they both know, the universe loves to kick the asses of women like them. didn't matter how, didn't matter when. though she's got her eyes on the die and is partially hoping that there was a break, mainly for ishmael's sake. cellinia was cool as ever in her demeanor and simply unfazed by most things going on, she's gotten desensitized enough. not in a good way. anyway, texas did half think to herself later she'll get ishmael something for whatever else happens in the game.
likely leaning towards buying her a meal at the red cardinal for a bit, whenever she throws the dice down and it lands on caress elbow? that makes texas wonder who the hell made this game, how is caressing an elbow supposed to be sexy? she can understand thigh and other spots, but....eh, screw it. her arm is held out and her dress shirt sleeve gets rolled up for ishmael without much argument.)
I can be stubborn when I feel like, or I guess in this case I can be interested in playing. I'll tell you this while we got a break, avoid anything food wise the House offers. High chance it's spiked, most people cook or drop by the Red Cardinal.
(helping her fellow sufferer in this hellhole is all she can do, though if looked at closely that arm of hers has some scars along it (like something refused to let go after grabbing her by the circle of talons there) thanks to certain events. she must have given her only recently recovered right one. texas had the misfortune of a harpy encounter among the monsters. though she didn't know the name of them.)
[ they'll have all the time to catch up over unspiked food and drink -- the fancy swill they've been serving during this game have been nice, but there's nothing like good ol' water to wash it all down. although, the tip texas shared just now gets her to frown. who wouldn't be when not even the food is safe? ]
Thanks for the heads up. Last thing I need is to get horny on top of being hungry while staying here.
[ she doesn't crack up at her own joke. it's no laughing matter. she's going to be on survival mode for a while until she gets used to the swing of things, but for how long?
if she notices anything weird about texas's scars though, she makes no mention of it. she's seen worse and weirder patterns on one's skin, and she's typically not the kind to pry -- even more so during a shameless game like this. caressing an elbow is as simple as one, two, three strokes of her fingers across supple skin, before ishmael pulls her hand away. ]
Any other tips I should be aware about? Assuming I'll be staying here for that long, even.
[ rip ish she's gonna be here a while. hopefully. kicks feet at apps ]
Can say that I was grateful to be told this early and thought I should spread the word to any newbies willing to hear it.
(not even texas is laughing, truthfully she's been in survival mode the entire time despite how relaxed she seems around the resort. she's just better at hiding it. the drawback was that it kickstarted her bad habit of smoking again, but texas was luckily in control of that enough. she didn't smoke too much to be considered a chain smoker (even if the resort makes her want to with the stress and frustration) and would often not do it around friends to not bother them.
they're here to play this game, but who knows how long they'll be trapped in the resort. cellinia's been here for nearing six months now, and that isn't ideal. not whenever they're at risk of many things going on. she doesn't want to find out what happens when someone is trapped for lengthier periods, how it might change them from what they once were in personality and behavior. she's already got issues with her own suit being a problem....so what would happen if that continues?
she doesn't want to think about that after noticing ishmael had stopped caressing her elbow. adjusting her dress shirt sleeve back, texas pauses and then:)
There's a system that's in play around ranks, ranks decide how you're treated. Lower it is, the worse it gets. (she's friends with people in the basement, which would factor into her not feeling comfortable with this happening to them.) The higher it is, the more perks you have. Drawback is that my friend that's Queen rank has to deal with overzealous fans from what I saw before. I'm only rank nine, but they tend to look at me like I'm on my way to royalty.
(it's okay ish. you can say that you befriended texas of all people and can borrow her suite for things if you get screwed over.)
[ her voice trails off as she ponders on this. it's no different from the City then, with how the people with well-off houses and stable income in the Nest are more revered compared to the ones who had to fight for their lives in the Backstreets on the regular. ishmael came from the former, but even then there was no pleasure to be found from just earning money all the time. she wanted something different in her humdrum life, and look where it had gotten her.
although of course, it's not like the latter life in the Backstreets is any good either. she turns to texas and asks: ]
How do they determine ranks, exactly? Is it how good you are at sex, or...?
[ because she'd only had sex once (1) and it was literally nothingburger. she's going to be sent to the brig equivalent of this resort, that's for sure. and the last thing she wants is to rely too much on other people's handouts......... ]
No, I doubt a lot of us would even be high ranks if that was the objective. Seems randomized.
(nothing more than that, but she can understand this. texas herself wasn't from a normal "life" in particular prior to her job as a courier, being an heiress for a familiga was anything but that. only difference is that she hates the idea of returning to that life, about as much as she despises the thought of them walking all over those unable to fight for themselves. she has a rather complicated relationship with her past because of this. not that she knows about the wings, backstreets, whatever places ishmael does.
terra isn't any better by all means, not in how infected adults and children get treated for contracting oripathy. there is a lot she can talk about from that subject, what she's seen, without also counting that texas has also seen nobility throw around their name as a means of making others suffer. it's a mess.)
So maybe, if you're lucky, you won't be in the basement.
(she's seen enough of it. minimally cleaned, left to for the most part rot whenever staff didn't give much of a damn to go down there. even texas can recall her friends from down there get sneers and jeers any time they're out together, while staff treats her more kindly. it felt fake, it all did.)
[ tfw ishmael really got sent to the basement in the end... but right now, she doesn't know that. ]
Eh, I wouldn't rule that out. My luck has always been abyssmal.
[ yet she just shrugs it off like it's no big deal. whatever this mysterious resort has in store for her, it can't be as bad as the everyday horrors she and her fellow sinners have to put up with in the City, right?
right???
she wants to believe. least this place doesn't have eldritch sea creatures coming out from the deep to parasitize on humans. that alone is already a huge bonus for her. though honestly, even if she'd end up in the basement, she wouldn't be quick to be accepting handouts anytime soon. she's going to work for it, even if she has to use her own body until she can achieve some security in this place.
she'll bide her time, but for now: ]
Anyway, whose turn is it now? The sooner we wrap up this game, the faster I can get my payout and get enough money to buy dinner or something.
(rest in peace, this was truly the universe predicting that.)
That makes two of us even if mine can have positives....
(regardless, it's her turn. her turn to go for the next roll when texas takes hold of the die now that it got brought up. they're about near two for two, sure they can skip if neither side wanted to do something (honestly she expects it eventually) but they didn't seem so willing to back down. well. as long as ishmael didn't mind the idea of texas later lending her space to her, it isn't as though she's not used to that. sometimes she'd allow lower ranks she's friends with to crash in her suite and in general.
the offer wasn't quite something she minds. people can unwind there for a time, and they'd all carry on without any argument on her part. which also makes her glad that the resort doesn't have shit like the eldritch abominations ishmael was thinking about alone. not that....terra doesn't have its own set of abominations. the seaborn do exist and none of them are keen on leaving people untouched if it meant a chance at assimilating them or worse, turning them into food in their horrifying ways. she doesn't need to remember that.
didn't feel like it, either, when she gives the die a good roll next and: 9 and 8 was their "lucky" number. maybe not so lucky numbers, depending on how someone might take that.
whatever, they can make this work since it isn't so terrible.)
Even if you don't win I can always cover dinner since I went around enough, that, and I can talk the guards into letting us in to the oasis since I'm friends with one of the face cards.
[ oh, the end result isn't so bad, and ishmael lets out a sigh of relief before hearing out the rest of texas's offer. ]
Er, thanks. I'm getting pretty peckish now, not gonna lie.
[ these games take SO LONG to wrap up, damn ]
And... I guess networking is a must when it comes to surviving this place, doesn't it. Which is fine, I suppose, but I still feel like a utter fish out of water compared to everyone here.
[ she leans over to texas, lips brushing against her furry ear. whoa, they look so real up close. guess they aren't prosthetics after all? either way, she sticks out her tongue and just does one lick before pulling away. there, nice and simple. ]
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(but as they both know, the universe loves to kick the asses of women like them. didn't matter how, didn't matter when. though she's got her eyes on the die and is partially hoping that there was a break, mainly for ishmael's sake. cellinia was cool as ever in her demeanor and simply unfazed by most things going on, she's gotten desensitized enough. not in a good way. anyway, texas did half think to herself later she'll get ishmael something for whatever else happens in the game.
likely leaning towards buying her a meal at the red cardinal for a bit, whenever she throws the dice down and it lands on caress elbow? that makes texas wonder who the hell made this game, how is caressing an elbow supposed to be sexy? she can understand thigh and other spots, but....eh, screw it. her arm is held out and her dress shirt sleeve gets rolled up for ishmael without much argument.)
I can be stubborn when I feel like, or I guess in this case I can be interested in playing. I'll tell you this while we got a break, avoid anything food wise the House offers. High chance it's spiked, most people cook or drop by the Red Cardinal.
(helping her fellow sufferer in this hellhole is all she can do, though if looked at closely that arm of hers has some scars along it (like something refused to let go after grabbing her by the circle of talons there) thanks to certain events. she must have given her only recently recovered right one. texas had the misfortune of a harpy encounter among the monsters. though she didn't know the name of them.)
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Thanks for the heads up. Last thing I need is to get horny on top of being hungry while staying here.
[ she doesn't crack up at her own joke. it's no laughing matter. she's going to be on survival mode for a while until she gets used to the swing of things, but for how long?
if she notices anything weird about texas's scars though, she makes no mention of it. she's seen worse and weirder patterns on one's skin, and she's typically not the kind to pry -- even more so during a shameless game like this. caressing an elbow is as simple as one, two, three strokes of her fingers across supple skin, before ishmael pulls her hand away. ]
Any other tips I should be aware about? Assuming I'll be staying here for that long, even.
[ rip ish she's gonna be here a while. hopefully. kicks feet at apps ]
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(not even texas is laughing, truthfully she's been in survival mode the entire time despite how relaxed she seems around the resort. she's just better at hiding it. the drawback was that it kickstarted her bad habit of smoking again, but texas was luckily in control of that enough. she didn't smoke too much to be considered a chain smoker (even if the resort makes her want to with the stress and frustration) and would often not do it around friends to not bother them.
they're here to play this game, but who knows how long they'll be trapped in the resort. cellinia's been here for nearing six months now, and that isn't ideal. not whenever they're at risk of many things going on. she doesn't want to find out what happens when someone is trapped for lengthier periods, how it might change them from what they once were in personality and behavior. she's already got issues with her own suit being a problem....so what would happen if that continues?
she doesn't want to think about that after noticing ishmael had stopped caressing her elbow. adjusting her dress shirt sleeve back, texas pauses and then:)
There's a system that's in play around ranks, ranks decide how you're treated. Lower it is, the worse it gets. (she's friends with people in the basement, which would factor into her not feeling comfortable with this happening to them.) The higher it is, the more perks you have. Drawback is that my friend that's Queen rank has to deal with overzealous fans from what I saw before. I'm only rank nine, but they tend to look at me like I'm on my way to royalty.
(it's okay ish. you can say that you befriended texas of all people and can borrow her suite for things if you get screwed over.)
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[ her voice trails off as she ponders on this. it's no different from the City then, with how the people with well-off houses and stable income in the Nest are more revered compared to the ones who had to fight for their lives in the Backstreets on the regular. ishmael came from the former, but even then there was no pleasure to be found from just earning money all the time. she wanted something different in her humdrum life, and look where it had gotten her.
although of course, it's not like the latter life in the Backstreets is any good either. she turns to texas and asks: ]
How do they determine ranks, exactly? Is it how good you are at sex, or...?
[ because she'd only had sex once (1) and it was literally nothingburger. she's going to be sent to the brig equivalent of this resort, that's for sure. and the last thing she wants is to rely too much on other people's handouts......... ]
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(nothing more than that, but she can understand this. texas herself wasn't from a normal "life" in particular prior to her job as a courier, being an heiress for a familiga was anything but that. only difference is that she hates the idea of returning to that life, about as much as she despises the thought of them walking all over those unable to fight for themselves. she has a rather complicated relationship with her past because of this. not that she knows about the wings, backstreets, whatever places ishmael does.
terra isn't any better by all means, not in how infected adults and children get treated for contracting oripathy. there is a lot she can talk about from that subject, what she's seen, without also counting that texas has also seen nobility throw around their name as a means of making others suffer. it's a mess.)
So maybe, if you're lucky, you won't be in the basement.
(she's seen enough of it. minimally cleaned, left to for the most part rot whenever staff didn't give much of a damn to go down there. even texas can recall her friends from down there get sneers and jeers any time they're out together, while staff treats her more kindly. it felt fake, it all did.)
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Eh, I wouldn't rule that out. My luck has always been abyssmal.
[ yet she just shrugs it off like it's no big deal. whatever this mysterious resort has in store for her, it can't be as bad as the everyday horrors she and her fellow sinners have to put up with in the City, right?
right???
she wants to believe. least this place doesn't have eldritch sea creatures coming out from the deep to parasitize on humans. that alone is already a huge bonus for her. though honestly, even if she'd end up in the basement, she wouldn't be quick to be accepting handouts anytime soon. she's going to work for it, even if she has to use her own body until she can achieve some security in this place.
she'll bide her time, but for now: ]
Anyway, whose turn is it now? The sooner we wrap up this game, the faster I can get my payout and get enough money to buy dinner or something.
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That makes two of us even if mine can have positives....
(regardless, it's her turn. her turn to go for the next roll when texas takes hold of the die now that it got brought up. they're about near two for two, sure they can skip if neither side wanted to do something (honestly she expects it eventually) but they didn't seem so willing to back down. well. as long as ishmael didn't mind the idea of texas later lending her space to her, it isn't as though she's not used to that. sometimes she'd allow lower ranks she's friends with to crash in her suite and in general.
the offer wasn't quite something she minds. people can unwind there for a time, and they'd all carry on without any argument on her part. which also makes her glad that the resort doesn't have shit like the eldritch abominations ishmael was thinking about alone. not that....terra doesn't have its own set of abominations. the seaborn do exist and none of them are keen on leaving people untouched if it meant a chance at assimilating them or worse, turning them into food in their horrifying ways. she doesn't need to remember that.
didn't feel like it, either, when she gives the die a good roll next and: 9 and 8 was their "lucky" number. maybe not so lucky numbers, depending on how someone might take that.
whatever, they can make this work since it isn't so terrible.)
Even if you don't win I can always cover dinner since I went around enough, that, and I can talk the guards into letting us in to the oasis since I'm friends with one of the face cards.
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Er, thanks. I'm getting pretty peckish now, not gonna lie.
[ these games take SO LONG to wrap up, damn ]
And... I guess networking is a must when it comes to surviving this place, doesn't it. Which is fine, I suppose, but I still feel like a utter fish out of water compared to everyone here.
[ she leans over to texas, lips brushing against her furry ear. whoa, they look so real up close. guess they aren't prosthetics after all? either way, she sticks out her tongue and just does one lick before pulling away. there, nice and simple. ]