The Bellagio

"Well, i can play near the bar and be within ear shotish. That sound good?" He started making his way over the to tables near the closest bar.

"Yup, sounds good." As they got closer, she moved away from him towards the bar, looking for depressed women.

At the far end of the bar a woman in a moderately nice, though not nearly as expensive, dress sat. A pink mixed drink half finished. Several shot glasses empty and pushed aside. She might have been appealing if her face hadn't blotched red in strange grief driven patterns that turned her features into strange distortions of themselves. Her makeup had run ruining that face the rest of the way. Not slender but not quite chubby either, a pleasant natural body to her.


The tables closest to the bar would offer poker, blackjack, craps, and a single roulette wheel at the far end. The poker table was currently full, and only one seat was available at black jack. The two craps tab;es were in full swing with a run on one going three deep.

Almyra casually sat next to the woman at the bar, glancing over to her. "Hey, having a hard night?"

(Perception as soon as possible:

Almyra carried out 3 launched of one d666 :

6 , 5 , 1

)

"Y yeah..." she whimpered another shot appearing before her and soon being drank down as the girl sobbed silently.

She placed a hand on the other woman's arm. "What happened, sweetie?"

"He... she... they..." She sobbed drunkenly. Her eyes tearing up again and those sobs were now audible and loud, earning her a double shot of something brown.

She rubbed the woman's back, looking sympathetic. "Guy cheated on you?" Of course, it could have been the girl in this day and age.

She would shake her head. Her eyes closing as she sobbed and took the double shot without pause. Wavering tipsily on her stool.

Halayin made his way the tables close to the bar and started his gambling for the evening.

As Daniel/Halayin sat down he'd be given his chance to bet and then dealt his pair of cards. quickly playing out for him to win, doubling his thousand dollar bet.

"Shh..." She pulled the woman close. "What's going on, sweetie? Tell your dear Myra."

Knowing that his body could afford it he played two spots for a thousand.

Danielr/Halayin would manage to lose the two thousand he had just won in his next set of hands.

The girl sobbed, mentioning something between each broken sob in slurring nearly incoherent voice the words "how could.... all... money... why....... everything... trust..."

Daniel shrugged it was only money... he kept playing chasing his loss and keeping an ear out for Almyra.

"Okay, I think you need to be cut off." She waved off the bartender then returned attention on the woman. "Slow down, now. Deep breaths. Let's see if there's a way to make it all better."

Daniel would split each twice and still end up winning acorss the entire set. Six grand suddenly being handed over to him.

The girl would only nod even as she reached for that pink drink that was sure to have alcohol in it as well. The poor girl nearly passed out, a fact security had noticed as well, and several 'attendants, seemed to be on hand to escort the guest back to her room, or a cab, as soon as Almyra left her.

"Well, hell that was easy. Bet I could double it." Daniel played all six grand in the next hand.

Almyra glanced around, not wanting anyone to interfere. She laid a hand over the woman's. "None of that now. We can make things better."

The hand would pay out making it twelve.

The woman hiccuped, "Whossh you?" she asked suddenly as if it just occurred to her the woman was a stranger.

Halayin pocketed two grand and played the rest, again. "Ride the train boys."

"I'm Myra, sweetie? Don't you remember?"