More Crossover Continuity ⇒ Double Date, Double Trouble

[recluserose]

[After a wild weekend in the town of Blackgale, specifically at Amelia's house, the witch spent most of her time smoothing things over with the questioning locals, grading all of her student's neglected essays, and trying to apologize to the talking cat commune for not warning them about the huge human gathering. It's tough being the only witch in town sometimes. She needed to relax. What does she plan?

Why, another trip to Las Vegas, Nevada of course! Well, it wasn't so much to enjoy the tempting offers of Sin City, but to visit the person Amelia was now comfortable calling a friend, the owner of the... interesting club, Griffonx. Madigan of course!

A quick magic teleportation and search for the hidden club later, Amelia opens up the door to the establishment, dressed casually.

It should be a normal day with nothing unexpected happening whatsoever...]

Hello?

Comments

what the surprise italics

[allfatherissues]

[he takes his propensity to cause mischief very seriously, thank you.

So just get a completely innocent look in return.]

[recluserose]

[Being a decent witch in her world means you have to be very creative, thank you >( She is taking a DEEP BREATH and making sure her temper doesn't flare up]

Insufferable.

[Well, not in an angry way anyways]

[allfatherissues]

[Pretending he didn't hear that.

Just this face, yup.]

[recluserose]

[The text arrives in parts and Amelia raises a brow]

They're back at her club. It seems that we'll be free to be left to our own devices. [And at the part where Madigan is suggesting a certain something... She makes no indication on her face so she just texts back]

Thank you for your concern. I'll be sure to get in touch with you if anything beyond my control occurs. I'm rather uncertain about keeping such company, but then again that seems to be a default factor in my day to day life. C'est la vie.

I'll try to meet back in two hours at the least.

P.S. Lol

That hurt a bit to type out. This is why I don't like using phones.

[Aaaand sent.]

[allfatherissues]

[Loki is not looking at whatever Amelia is typing out over the phone (tempting, but he refrains), so when she's through sending the message, he merely gives her a quizzical look.]

So now we've time for you to indulge yourself in a little gambling?

[recluserose]

[She closes her phone after Madigan says bye and puts it back in her pocket.]

Well. We're here and I've got some money to burn and luck to test. Let's go play poker.

Do Asgardians have something similar like that? [And heading over to one of those tables]

[allfatherissues]

[He follows her over, eyeing the tables and the strange cards upon them.]

I wouldn't know. But I suppose I can find out soon enough.

[recluserose]

Either way, you'll learn something new. And you can join in to play once you get the rules down.