OPEN-ISH? ⇒ VIVA LAS VEGAS

[recluserose]

[Amelia was never quite sure how her local bartender of Red Divine and sort-of friend, Libby Mendez, could rope her into doing the most outrageous things; first there was that bachelorette party with the stripping firemen (Amelia had to interrupt the performance when she discovered that one of them was an incubus eager to feed on the prospective bride), next was a mysterious masquerade ball in New York (which turned out to be a soiree for a large group of vampires-- that one almost ended nastily), and now this. Las Vegas, Nevada.

What was worse THIS time was that Amelia (dressed appropriately for Vegas nightlife much to her disdain) lost sight of her friend in the crowded streets of the city. A timely text from Libby, however, assured her that she was in one of the casinos trying out her luck. Amelia was left to explore by herself.

Of course nothing else could go awry on this night right? Then again, the Emerald Witch felt that a 'normal' night in Vegas wasn't exactly what she would be expecting...]

Comments

[recluserose]

Well. That's just about how old I am. [Can't tell whether to feel young or old hm 8|;;]

[griffonix]

You look good for sixty. I'm pushing ninety myself.

[recluserose]

You still look fine yourself.

[griffonix]

[ a grin ] This business keeps me young.

[recluserose]

Could I have another drink? A Rusty Nail if you please.

[griffonix]

Sure.

[ brb makin' a drink ]

So, you're a teacher from California. Anything else?

[recluserose]

[Can't very well tell her about being from an alternate plane of reality where witches are just as powerful as wizards and she's considered one of the more powerful ones. Yup.]

Demons hate me?

[At least that's sort of a truth.]

[griffonix]

Demons hate everybody.

[recluserose]

I can't argue with that. [Said with a light tone since... Well, in her world yes, demons are mostly bad, but it was the smarter more powerful demons who were actually benign or at least tolerant of other species.

They're just incredibly pretentious at times.]

They pop up a lot where I'm from though since I'm the only one where I live that has a semblance of magic.

[griffonix]

Oooh. What's your talent?

[recluserose]

[Um.]

Mm. It's a bit hard to explain.

[griffonix]

Try me. I've seen all types.

[recluserose]

Well then Miss Madigan, how good are you at keeping secrets? I'd imagine with a hidden club like this, you may have some experience.

[griffonix]

I'm very good at keeping secrets.

[recluserose]

I'll have to take your word for it then. [She doesn't want to be overheard, so Madigan may feel some odd force as if there's an invisible bubble where only she can hear Amelia and no one else outside the bar area can]

My abilities... Well, it's probably something unheard of if I understand correctly. At least for a woman...? Ah, yes that's what I was told.

[griffonix]

[ Mads just grins ] You're a witch, aren't you?

[recluserose]

[Heeeeeeeeey wait a minute. She blinks surprised.]

Well. That was easier than I thought.

[griffonix]

Something about the way the enchantment that keeps us hidden works means that we get the odd wanderer from another world.

[recluserose]

So I take it that it happens often then?

[griffonix]

Let's just say you're not the first witch to walk through my door, and you're probably not the last.

It seems this isn't your first visit to this world, either.

[recluserose]

This is just the second time. In any case, at least I don't have to explain myself too much.

[griffonix]

I like to keep things simple.

[recluserose]

I appreciate that more than you can tell.

[griffonix]

I suppose that explains why you had questions, though.

[recluserose]

I actually was told about this club, but aside from what it entails, I didn't know much to begin with.