Remy LeBeau: Here For Your Entertainment. (mssr_lebeau) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-09-30 16:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, cinderella's prince, remy lebeau (gambit), sharon carter, verity |
Who: Everyone going to Vegas!
When: September 29th, 7pm
Where: Las Vegas, Baby!
What: Left intentionally blank (What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!)
Rating/Warnings: X, Y and Z for All Manner of Bad Things
Status: In Progress
Remy had always loved Las Vegas, it had been one of those places he could escape to and pretend like he was someone else. Sure, he usually ended up there for meetings, but once those meetings were over? Well, he took out those business partners for a great time on the strip.
And that was precisely what he planned to do with this little group!
If the hot blonde chick had shown up and given him a little flying demonstration, it would be she who flew them to Vegas-- not that he minded.
The jet was plush and fancy, as was to be expected, with room for twelve and a mini bar towards the front. It wasn't too fancy, but it was all he really needed for hopping around the United States. He didn't need to go too overboard, it was usually just him.
Once everyone had shown and they were settled in, the jet would be off. The trip, as expected, took only forty-five minutes but it was dark as they landed at the airstrip in Vegas, having the chance to see the brightly lit city below from the windows.
He'd arranged for a limo to pick them up, big enough inside to fit the party in it comfortably-- Tony and his guests included, should they want to ride with. The limo, like the plane, had a bar and it would take them thirty minutes out and into the city, to the MGM Grand, Remy's Casino of choice. Would it surprise anyone that the doormen knew him?
From there, it was free range. Remy had a few quick words to one of the men in a suit who approached him to shake his hand, and the man in that dark, crisp suit would call over three skantily (but sparkly!) clad women. The women would be smiling pleasantly as they handed out ten chips to each of the guests, a hundred dollars each. Sure, a thousand dollars wouldn't get them very far at the high roller tables, but anywhere else? Well, Remy hoped to see a few of them come home with double or triple that. But he had an inkling they'd probably all come home broke.
But at least it wouldn't be their money they'd pissed away, right?
Shows, restaurants, dancers, gambling, gift shops-- you just couldn't go wrong!
[OOC: I set it up this way so that you guys can start from arriving at the plane, flying in the plane, landing, or getting into the casino! Or, you know, doing anything else you wanna! I'm going to put the plot line as a reply to this. PS: This thread is definitely open to anyone who didn't reply that they were going, but just showed up. Like Remy's going to turn them down. Psh.]