Viva Bedazzled Las Vegas
Jun. 20th, 2009 01:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It is actually a two-step trip: using the door from Milliways lands the couple at Scarlet's place in San Fancisco, but in the same fraction of a second, she wills herself and Weyland to be somewhere else.
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Date: 2009-06-20 11:41 am (UTC)He chuckles, glancing out the window.
"I must be moving up in the world."
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Date: 2009-06-20 11:46 am (UTC)She is also a daring, reckless driver, cutting people off and giving them scares, the low rumble of the engine not covering the streams of profanity directed at her.
The Devil is seeding Wrath.
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Date: 2009-06-20 12:01 pm (UTC)Once is more than enough, if it's forever.
He enjoys watching her work--she seems to be in her element here, much more than in the bar, and it intrigues him.
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Date: 2009-06-20 12:19 pm (UTC)"I can't wait to see how it will unfold," he murmurs, moving to her side. "You're a beautifully imaginative woman..."
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Date: 2009-06-20 12:31 pm (UTC)As they move to the doors, an older man is coming out, roaring and cursing into his cell phone. Scarlet produces a marble out of nowhere ad rolls it on the floor towards Angry man.
Angry man does not see it, slips on it and faceplants/headbutts the crotch of a security guard, who crumples and falls and takes down an older lady holding a poodle. The dog flies and lands in the arms of an expensively-dressed bride, where it unceremoniously soils and wets itself in fright, ruining the dress.
The phone? Oh, the poor little mobile flies away, clatters on the pavement and drops down an open sewer grate. "Don't you just hate people who yell on their phones in public? They seem to think being on the phone crates a magical booth of privacy around them."
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Date: 2009-06-20 02:33 pm (UTC)"I do, yes," he agrees. "But then, I find phones in public to be rude in general--keep it short or keep it private, is my view. The world isn't everyone's living room, so they shouldn't treat it as one."
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Date: 2009-06-20 02:58 pm (UTC)The Devil struts to the front desk with her escort, leaning over the counter. "Scarlet D'Auville, reservation for the penthouse." The clerk checks the computer and frowns slightly. "I am sorry, ma'am, but there is a guest already in there. I can offer one of the honeymoon suites."
The Devil shakes head. "Who is in the penthouse. Mr. [John Doe]?" And before the clerk can answer, she adds with a smirk. "The distinct gentleman who is standing naked on the Blackjack table nearer the fountain, and yodeling while masturbating?"
The Clerk eyes her, flabbergasted, and The Devil just smirk. "Go check my dear, and please have the penthouse ready by the time we finish having a drink." She drops a black Amex and driver's license of the counter and tugs Weyland away towards the hotel's bar.
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Date: 2009-06-20 03:11 pm (UTC)Well, if you're going to be evil, why be subtle about it?
But he does chuckle as he walks with her to the bar.
"Tell me... was he the sort of man who would do that sort of thing if only he had the courage, or was that all your doing?"
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Date: 2009-06-20 03:20 pm (UTC)Ah, the bar. Scarlet orders the fabled vodka with gold flecks.
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Date: 2009-06-20 03:23 pm (UTC)"No, that's quite all right," he says, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "I do hope you won't be doing anything like that to me--well, in that manner. You're free to charm me into doing whatever you like."
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Date: 2009-06-20 03:30 pm (UTC)The Devil shakes herself, the snug t-shirt becoming a more dressy blouse. Surprisingly enough, nobody around seems to notice. "Can you feel it? The Greed, The Lust, and all the other delicious sins in the air?"
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Date: 2009-06-20 04:06 pm (UTC)He glances around, slipping into more of a blending-in, observational frame of mind.
"Desperation. A bit of hope, but it's fading. Financial desperation, but also desperation for human contact--for feeling alive."
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Date: 2009-06-20 04:26 pm (UTC)"Something, anything..."
"Will change their lives around, and fill their hollow souls. Oh, of course, there is a trickle of people who are satisfied with themselves and come here for just the fun, but they are a stark minority."
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Date: 2009-06-20 04:40 pm (UTC)He leans against the bar, and lights a cigarette.
"But you know... it never works. I've tried it so many times, and at best, all it gives is a brief distraction. Never a real change."
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Date: 2009-06-20 04:54 pm (UTC)"Some renounce all this insane game. I have lost a few to real enlightened faith, won some others by fanaticism."
Then she grins, ordering refills for their drinks. "But most of the time, I just enjoy myself here."
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Date: 2009-06-20 05:02 pm (UTC)"Sometimes I use people," he admits, "just use them for my whims, and then abandon them. Sometimes I see a trace of something better, in them--and I may try to bring it out. I don't always succeed. I'd rather see nothing there at all than see something and fail to bring it out."
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Date: 2009-06-21 10:13 am (UTC)She glances towards the entrance and smiles. "But right now, it seems like our penthouse is ready." Indeed, the clerk is walking over to them.
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Date: 2009-06-22 01:19 pm (UTC)He is grateful for the distraction; it wasn't a comfortable line of thought, and he is trying to be different this time, trying to have a good time.
So he gives the clerk a polite smile.
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Date: 2009-06-22 01:38 pm (UTC)The couple will be taken all the way up to their penthouse.