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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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[ The tips of her ears burn a bit, but she makes room for her. Her gaze goes forward and she presses her lips together. It doesn't muffle the little sigh that slips out of her when those lips brush her neck and her shoulders go a little stiff. ]
Hmm? [She hears the mumbling, and it's not the sort of moment or the sort of place where she should let this other woman expect that level of privacy.] Something else to say?
[She leaves her kiss behind like a gentle but indelible brand, thumb sweeping over the warm mark remaining in the wake of her mouth. Even though her turn is over, Miko stays where she is, draped languidly over the back of the seat. Cheek pressed close, she watches with glittering eyes, awaiting the next move.]
[ She's right there, draped against her, and it makes Red's heart start to race. A flush of heat that spreads over her cheeks. She rolls a shoulder and then turns her head slightly to try and catch a glimpse of her - and then she leans forward with a rush to pick up the dice and toss them.
Twelve. Ten.
Grind on genitals.
Red almost chokes. ]
...I'm not giving up a second one in a row. [ So she says, anyway. ]
So you say. [Even though the odds of this happening a second time are much lower than it happening once, Miko seems less surprised by this outcome. That, or she's elected to hide any true surprise that she actually feels, taking advantage in her feelings being obfuscated.]
Are you sure you haven't done something to these dice, stranger? You're getting some highly disarming rolls.
[From the way Red has been reacting, this is anything but convenient for her all around; the disadvantage is just as much hers, split evenly between them.]
Well, far be it from me to accuse anyone of rigging their rolls.
[She finally reemerged from the back side of Red's seat, coming around to lean the curve of her hip up against the game table. The height is fine: It should be easy enough to hop onto it if it becomes necessary.]
How fortunate for you that the dice didn't specify the part of you that needs grinding.
[The intended application is obvious, of course. Only a very naive person wouldn't draw the correct conclusion. That Miko isn't naive should be equally obvious, so it isn't genuine ignorance or playing dumb for some easy game. Beyond that, whether she's trying to trigger an unintentional foul or otherwise use her commentary on the rules as written... well, her poker face isn't budging, though her eyes have narrowed just enough that they aren't fully visible, perhaps hiding something within them.]
[ Oh, that's right. It hadn't. It takes her a moment to think about that, watching Miko, her brow furrowed. And then she thrusts her arm out with a touch of awkwardness, showing off her lower arm almost. ]
...this wouldn't bother you, right?
[ She comes off as stiff and awkward. Mainly because she is awkward... ]
Would it bother you? [she replies, almost as if the only reason Red might have possibly asked in the first place is a reflection of her own flagging discomfort. And it is something she truly seems to want to know.]
You should be able to trust me to tell you if there's a problem. [It's laughable, objectively. They've exchanged touches before they've exchanged names. They met at a game table and might not ever meet again. "Trust" really doesn't factor into the equation at all, even if Miko had set herself up to be an indisputably trustworthy figure.
She certainly speaks like someone who won't tolerate things that make her uncomfortable. Although... with just how adamantly dismissive she is, maybe there's the sliver of a chance she'd never admit openly to discomfort rather than bite back against it or flee.]
[ Red replies with a bit of a snap, although the anger isn't directed at Miko. ]
I'm being asked to halfway fuck people I've only just met. It's - weird. But that's the way this place is, from what I've been told! I think I'd be more weirded out if it didn't bother you, at least a little bit!
Testy, [she clucks as Red snaps at her, raising her hand with the palm gently curled not unlike how someone might try to calm an irritated and angry beast. She stops shy of actually touching her, which might be more infuriating than simply doing so... and perhaps that, too, is on purpose.]
I think the best thing to do is avoid overthinking it. Dwelling will only make it worse no matter how you or I happen to feel. Sooner or later, this will pass, too, like a bad dream. Although... is it really so unthinkable for a stranger to desire you?
[She likes to see people out of their element squirm, not suffer...for the most part. It just happens that someone who's seen so much also has such a lax definition of squirming.]
Well, that's one way to kill the mood. [Miko's voice is low and she speaks mostly under her breath. She murmurs it with very little edge to her voice. After all, there really was no "mood" to begin with save for a little bit of teasing that never fully got off the ground. There's no more effective way to hammer that home than by making that kind of comparison.]
All right, you got me. I love to see people squirm, but I'm much better at listening than whoever you've been dealing with before me.
[She scoots off of the table, making sure to smooth her skirt down along her leg as soon as she does.] Just go ahead and we'll forfeit all the remaining turns and call it done.
[ Red replies a bit sourly - a bit sarcastic. She's not sure if she should be taking that comment at face value or not and so she's a little prickly about. Or maybe it's the situation she finds herself in. Hard to say. ]
...fine. Done is done. You can call it your win, honestly.
[Miko walks her fingers along the table, taking away eye contact in a way she's sure will be frustrating.] Yes, you can run along now.
[She says it like she's shooing Red off, but really, knowing the way things work here, Miko assumes there's no prize to be had at all if they end prematurely. What a letdown.
But what an annoying victory it would be - against someone so lost and so keen on self-denial. She'll have to keep an eye on this one.]
[ Red grits her teeth and for a moment it almost seems like she might stick around to argue the point - but then common sense gets the better of her and she slouches off with a little mutter.
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...boring isn't a good word to use anyway.
[ It's a little murmur. Half for herself. ]
I'm not giving up yet.
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[She leaves her kiss behind like a gentle but indelible brand, thumb sweeping over the warm mark remaining in the wake of her mouth. Even though her turn is over, Miko stays where she is, draped languidly over the back of the seat. Cheek pressed close, she watches with glittering eyes, awaiting the next move.]
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Twelve. Ten.
Grind on genitals.
Red almost chokes. ]
...I'm not giving up a second one in a row. [ So she says, anyway. ]
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Are you sure you haven't done something to these dice, stranger? You're getting some highly disarming rolls.
[From the way Red has been reacting, this is anything but convenient for her all around; the disadvantage is just as much hers, split evenly between them.]
Well, far be it from me to accuse anyone of rigging their rolls.
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[ Red responds with a sour expression. ]
It's just - ugh, this is awkward.
[ She feels anything but sexy right now. Which means this will probably end up being even more awkward when they try to make this work. ]
How do you wanna do this?
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[She finally reemerged from the back side of Red's seat, coming around to lean the curve of her hip up against the game table. The height is fine: It should be easy enough to hop onto it if it becomes necessary.]
How fortunate for you that the dice didn't specify the part of you that needs grinding.
[The intended application is obvious, of course. Only a very naive person wouldn't draw the correct conclusion. That Miko isn't naive should be equally obvious, so it isn't genuine ignorance or playing dumb for some easy game. Beyond that, whether she's trying to trigger an unintentional foul or otherwise use her commentary on the rules as written... well, her poker face isn't budging, though her eyes have narrowed just enough that they aren't fully visible, perhaps hiding something within them.]
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[ Oh, that's right. It hadn't. It takes her a moment to think about that, watching Miko, her brow furrowed. And then she thrusts her arm out with a touch of awkwardness, showing off her lower arm almost. ]
...this wouldn't bother you, right?
[ She comes off as stiff and awkward. Mainly because she is awkward... ]
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You should be able to trust me to tell you if there's a problem. [It's laughable, objectively. They've exchanged touches before they've exchanged names. They met at a game table and might not ever meet again. "Trust" really doesn't factor into the equation at all, even if Miko had set herself up to be an indisputably trustworthy figure.
She certainly speaks like someone who won't tolerate things that make her uncomfortable. Although... with just how adamantly dismissive she is, maybe there's the sliver of a chance she'd never admit openly to discomfort rather than bite back against it or flee.]
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[ Red replies with a bit of a snap, although the anger isn't directed at Miko. ]
I'm being asked to halfway fuck people I've only just met. It's - weird. But that's the way this place is, from what I've been told! I think I'd be more weirded out if it didn't bother you, at least a little bit!
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I think the best thing to do is avoid overthinking it. Dwelling will only make it worse no matter how you or I happen to feel. Sooner or later, this will pass, too, like a bad dream. Although... is it really so unthinkable for a stranger to desire you?
[She likes to see people out of their element squirm, not suffer...for the most part. It just happens that someone who's seen so much also has such a lax definition of squirming.]
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[ Red replies with a bit of a reluctant and surly glance. ]
That didn't start out well. For either of us. [ Well, maybe for Luce. But it had certainly made their relationship very fraught. ]
Especially since they didn't take no for an answer at first.
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All right, you got me. I love to see people squirm, but I'm much better at listening than whoever you've been dealing with before me.
[She scoots off of the table, making sure to smooth her skirt down along her leg as soon as she does.] Just go ahead and we'll forfeit all the remaining turns and call it done.
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[ Red replies a bit sourly - a bit sarcastic. She's not sure if she should be taking that comment at face value or not and so she's a little prickly about. Or maybe it's the situation she finds herself in. Hard to say. ]
...fine. Done is done. You can call it your win, honestly.
[ She slumps in her seat, almost sulking. ]
Are we good?
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[She says it like she's shooing Red off, but really, knowing the way things work here, Miko assumes there's no prize to be had at all if they end prematurely. What a letdown.
But what an annoying victory it would be - against someone so lost and so keen on self-denial. She'll have to keep an eye on this one.]
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She's going to have to keep an eye out, huh? ]