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Characters: Aem and Nanami
Location: Vegas baby
Rating: Very G
Time June 6th
Description Between the gambling and the partying, you also have to make time for the shopping in sin city
It wasn't by choice that Atem found himself standing in front of a sizable and quite fashionable boutique on the strip with some name that he couldn't even hope to pronounce. The steep bowed, bowed windows were full of the latest pattern and designs and so much variety that it felt vaguely stiffing. And that was saying nothing about how uncomfortable some of it looked.
Money wasn't an issue, the pharaoh had already proven himself at the tables -- the sort of the thing, once discovered, where he could pass the whole trip. But Nanami had pulled off reservations at the MGM Grand and there was a little thing known as a dress code that needed to be taken care of first.
"I won't even know the first place to start..." He admitted warily, amidst the crush of linens and blazers and polos and suites and what exactly was a cravat? Up until now it had been easier to just ignore all this
Location: Vegas baby
Rating: Very G
Time June 6th
Description Between the gambling and the partying, you also have to make time for the shopping in sin city
It wasn't by choice that Atem found himself standing in front of a sizable and quite fashionable boutique on the strip with some name that he couldn't even hope to pronounce. The steep bowed, bowed windows were full of the latest pattern and designs and so much variety that it felt vaguely stiffing. And that was saying nothing about how uncomfortable some of it looked.
Money wasn't an issue, the pharaoh had already proven himself at the tables -- the sort of the thing, once discovered, where he could pass the whole trip. But Nanami had pulled off reservations at the MGM Grand and there was a little thing known as a dress code that needed to be taken care of first.
"I won't even know the first place to start..." He admitted warily, amidst the crush of linens and blazers and polos and suites and what exactly was a cravat? Up until now it had been easier to just ignore all this