Casino Mingle

[fieldtrip]

Who: Anyone who works at the casino or patrons it!
Where: A formerly shady casino in the entertainment district that is now full glamor and renamed Queens. Mitsuru was in charge of decorating. Think James Bond.
What: Do you work here? Do you just like gambling? Maybe you helped renovate it. Come on down to the grand opening or at any other ambiguous time in May and June! I'm not giving you event text because y'all, honestly, put whatever you want in this casino.
Warnings: None

Comments

[bonobos]

Whaaaat? I'm no handyman. I'm like, the opposite of one. Hell, I break everything I touch!

[ he's exaggerating, this is in no way true -- on the contrary, he's spent most of his upbringing with his hands, so he's actually more inclined towards it. ]

I could call a electrician. They'll fix this place right up. I'm thinkin', [ he takes a step back, eyeing the perimeter through the lens of his makeshift camera formed with his fingers. ] we could get lots of colors that ramp up as the fight progresses. It'll be cool, just trust me.

[ and then-- ]

Whaddya wanna get out of all of this, by the way?

[fieldtrip]

[ Toph sounds mildly exasperated. ] You don't have to wire this whole place yourself, but you can at least organize it. It's not like I'm going to know if they do it wrong or something.

[ She's always a little annoyed at having to admit her limitations. In this case, she's become familiar from all the reconstruction she's helped with that there's serious gaps in her ability to build or restore structures, and this whole electricity thing is a big one. ]

Put all the colors in you want. And I don't know, it's something to do? Less boredom? It's a whole lot of nothing in between moments of bizarre supernatural peril.