Gold Saucer
Dec. 11th, 2008 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sleazeoverstyleGold Saucer ain't nothin' like Costa del Sol. It ain't like many other places, at least not on this friggin' planet. It's loud and bright and colorful and full of people and surprises and amusement. Here, a guy could race Chocobos if that's what floats his boat, or tough it out at the Battle Arena. Go for a gondola ride, ride the coaster, go gaming in the arcade, check out the theater, stay at the ghost-themed hotel. All sorts of shit to do, and it's like a city in the middle of the friggin' desert. People come here from all over to hang out, to play.
He happens to think Lara might feel a little bit at home here.
Corel ain't much to write home about, but it is the gateway to Gold Saucer. As they start moving to the ropeway -- pain in the ass that it's the only way in -- he pushes up his sunglasses and points one thing out real quiet. No time like the present, and better now before it's too late: he likes Lara a lot, but he's got some suspicions when it comes to her... uh... motives about things. "There's a prison below here, did I tell you?" (He knows he didn't.) "They catch anyone doin' illegal shit at the park, they ship 'em right down there." He wouldn't want to go, not that he's ever been actually caught doing anything criminal here. Between the desert and the sand storms, it's just about impossible to escape from it. He knows people who've tried and ended up right back there again. He also knows of people who tried and didn't make it. He sure as fuck doesn't want his bones picked clean out there in the desert.
The whole bit about bartering for your release by having a Chocobo race for you kinda slips his mind.
Entirely.
At the entrance he buys her a one-time ticket; he's got his lifetime pass. Once they're inside, he lets her read the information about the different places there. The place already has a party atmosphere going for it, and they ain't even started yet. Still, this place has potential.
"Any of it look good to you?" As usual, he's well aware of the looks he's gettin' but like he gives a fuck. He'll just pretend everyone's all impressed by the lady at his side and leave it at that: he ain't here to work.
Nope, he's definitely here to play.
He happens to think Lara might feel a little bit at home here.
Corel ain't much to write home about, but it is the gateway to Gold Saucer. As they start moving to the ropeway -- pain in the ass that it's the only way in -- he pushes up his sunglasses and points one thing out real quiet. No time like the present, and better now before it's too late: he likes Lara a lot, but he's got some suspicions when it comes to her... uh... motives about things. "There's a prison below here, did I tell you?" (He knows he didn't.) "They catch anyone doin' illegal shit at the park, they ship 'em right down there." He wouldn't want to go, not that he's ever been actually caught doing anything criminal here. Between the desert and the sand storms, it's just about impossible to escape from it. He knows people who've tried and ended up right back there again. He also knows of people who tried and didn't make it. He sure as fuck doesn't want his bones picked clean out there in the desert.
The whole bit about bartering for your release by having a Chocobo race for you kinda slips his mind.
Entirely.
At the entrance he buys her a one-time ticket; he's got his lifetime pass. Once they're inside, he lets her read the information about the different places there. The place already has a party atmosphere going for it, and they ain't even started yet. Still, this place has potential.
"Any of it look good to you?" As usual, he's well aware of the looks he's gettin' but like he gives a fuck. He'll just pretend everyone's all impressed by the lady at his side and leave it at that: he ain't here to work.
Nope, he's definitely here to play.
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Date: 2008-12-21 06:37 am (UTC)She traded the points back for gil. She might even give some of them back to Reno if he asks; after all, he's the one who gave her the coin to play in the first place.
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Date: 2008-12-21 06:52 am (UTC)"By the way, I'll take the key back now." Speaking of educated guesses. "And then we can go get dinner. If you're hungry for food, that is."
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Date: 2008-12-21 07:18 am (UTC)Her hand goes to the vee of her neckline and the concealed pocket there. He's watching, so she makes just a little stage business of drawing out the key slowly before tossing it to him.
"I wondered when you'd notice." Teasing; not quite challenging. Nothing even close to apologetic.
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Date: 2008-12-21 07:28 am (UTC)"Thanks." Now he pockets the key again, same place it was before: he ain't worried she's gonna pick it out of there again. Not now that she knows he knows. She's good and this is far from the first time he's had that thought. Not on this trip, and not before. He knew it the first night he met her, and that other guy he was talkin' to that night still owes him drinks over this.
Yeah, right: like he's ever gonna see him again.
Once he's got that key, he offers Lara his arm. "Want dinner?" He sure as fuck does. He didn't kill three hours waitin' for nothing.
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Date: 2008-12-21 07:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-21 07:40 am (UTC)Arm in arm, he leads her toward the preferred dinner spot. Fuck yeah, there's gonna be drinkin'.
And food.
And more drinkin'.
And everything that comes after a great friggin' date. In fact, the shit that comes after is the best part of the whole thing and they both know it.